wound, as he was exerting himself at the head of the grenadiers of Louisbourg.... After our late worthy General, of renowned memory, was carried off wounded, to the rear of the front line, he desired those who were about him to lay him down; being asked if he would have a surgeon? he replied, "it is needless; it is all over with me." One of them then cried out, "they run, see how they run." "Who runs!" demanded our hero, with great earnestness, like a person roused from sleep. The Officer answered, "The enemy, Sir; Egad, they give way every-where." Thereupon the General rejoined, "_Go one of you, my lads, to Colonel Burton;--tell him to march Webb's regiment with all speed down to Charles's river, to cut off the retreat of the fugitives from the bridge_." Then, turning on his side, he added, "_Now, God be praised, I will die in peace_": and thus expired.... The Sieur de Montcalm died late last night when his wound was dressed, and he settled in bed, the Surgeons who attended him were desired to acquaint him ingenuously with their sentiments of him, and, being answered that his wound was mortal, he calmly replied, "he was glad of it"; his Excellency then demanded,--"whether he could survive it long, and how long?" He was told, "about a dozen hours, perhaps more, peradventure less." "So much the better," rejoined this eminent warrior; "I am happy I shall not live to see the surrender of Quebec."... Some time before this great man departed, we are assured he paid us this compliment,--"Since it was my misfortune to be discomfited, and mortally wounded, it is a great consolation to me to be vanquished by so brave and generous an enemy: If I could survive this wound, I would engage to beat three times the number of such forces as I commanded this morning with a third of their number of British troops." "THE HEAVEN-BORN MINISTER": HORACE WALPOLE'S HOMAGE TO PITT. I. IN THE GREAT YEAR. +Source.+--_Works of Horace Walpole, Earl of Oxford_, 1798. Vol. ii., P. 375. _To the Rt. Hon. William Pitt._ _November 19, 1759._ SIR,