In October of the same year, a numerous body of Americans, principally
troops of the line, had been collected under the orders of General Van
Rensselaer, and advantage was taken of an extremely dark night to push
them across the river, with a view to the occupation of the commanding
heights above the village of Queenston. In this, favored by
circumstances, the enemy were eminently successful. They carried the
batteries, and at day-break the heights were to be seen covered with
their battalions, before whom were thrown out a considerable body of
riflemen. At the first alarm, the little detachment stationed at
Queenston marched out to dislodge them; but such was the impatient
gallantry of General Brock, who had succeeded to the command on this
line of frontier, that without waiting for the main body from Fort
George to come up, he threw himself at the head of the flank companies
of the Forty-Ninth, and moving forward in double quick time, soon came
within sight of the enemy.
Among the General's aides-de-camp, was Henry Grantham, who, having
succeeded in making his escape at the fatal defeat of the Moravian
Village, with a few men of his company, had in the absence of his
regiment (then prisoners of war), and from considerations of personal
esteem, been attached as a supernumerary to his staff. With him at this
moment was the light-hearted De Courcy, and as the young men rode a
little in rear of their Chief, they were so rapt in admiration of his
fine form and noble daring (as he still kept dashing onward, far in
advance even of the handful of troops who followed eagerly and rapidly
in his rear), that they utterly forgot the danger to which he was
exposed.
On arriving at the ascent, the General for a moment reined in his
charger, in order to give time to the rear to close in, then removing
and waving his plumed hat.
"Hurrah, Forty-Ninth!" he exclaimed, in language suited to those he
addressed. "Up these heights lies our road--on ourselves depends the
victory. Not a shot till we gain the summit--then three cheers for old
England--a volley--and the bayonet must do the rest!"
So saying, he resumed his hat; and wheeling his horse, once more led his
gallant little band up the hill.
But it was not likely that the Americans would suffer the approach of so
determined an enemy without attempting to check their progress in the
most efficient manner. Distinguished from those around him by his
commanding air, not less than by the military insignia that adorned him,
the person of the General was at once recognised for one bearing high
rank, and as such became an object of especial attention to the
dispersed riflemen. Shot after shot flew past the undaunted officer,
carrying death into the close ranks that followed noiselessly in his
rear, yet without harming him. At length he was seen by his
aides-de-camp, both of whom had kept their eyes upon him, to reel in his
saddle. An instant brought the young men to his side, De Courcy on his
right and Grantham on his left hand. They looked up into his face. It
was suffused with the hues of death. A moment afterwards and he fell
from his horse, with his head reclining upon the chest of Henry
Grantham. There was a momentary halt in the advancing column; all were
dismayed at the dreadful event.
De Courcy and Grantham, having abandoned their horses, now bore their
beloved leader to the side of the road, and sought some spot out of
reach of the enemy's fire, where he might breathe his last moments in
peace.
As Henry Grantham glanced his eye towards an old untenanted building,
that lay some fifty yards off the road, and which he conceived fully
adapted to the purpose, he saw the form of a rifleman partly exposed at
a corner of the building, whose action at the moment was evidently that
of one loading his piece. The idea that this skulking enemy might have
been the same who had given the fatal death-wound to his beloved Chief,
added to the conviction that he was preparing to renew the shot, filled
him with the deepest desire of vengeance. As the bodies of several men,
picked off by the riflemen, lay along the road (one at no great distance
from the spot on which he stood), he hastened to secure the nearest
musket, which, as no shot had been fired by the English, he knew to be
loaded.
Leaving De Courcy to support the head of the General, the young
Aid-de-camp moved with due caution towards the building; but ere he had
gone ten paces, he beheld the object of his pursuit issue altogether
from the cover of the building, and advance towards him with his rifle
on the trail. More and more convinced that his design was to obtain a
near approach, with a view to a more certain aim, he suddenly halted and
raised the musket to his shoulder. In vain was a shout to desist uttered
by the advancing man--in vain was his rifle thrown aside, as if in token
of the absence of all hostile purposes. The excited Henry Grantham
heeded not the words--saw not the action. He thought only of the danger
of his General, and of his desire to avenge his fall. He fired--the
rifleman staggered, and putting his hand to his breast--
"My brother! oh, my unhappy brother!" he exclaimed, and sank senseless
to the earth.
Who shall tell the horror of the unfortunate young Aide-de-camp, at
recognising in the supposed enemy his long mourned and much loved
Gerald! Motion, sense, life, seemed for the instant annihilated by the
astounding consciousness of the fratricidal act: the musket fell from
his hands, and he who had never known sorrow before, save through those
most closely linked to his warm affections, was now overwhelmed, crushed
by the mountain of despair that fell upon his heart. It was some moments
before he could so far recover from the stupor into which that dear and
well-remembered voice had plunged him, as to perceive the possibility of
the wound not being mortal. The thought acted like electricity upon each
stupified sense and palsied limb; and eager with the renewed hope, he
bounded forward to the spot where lay the unfortunate Gerald, writhing
in his agony. He had fallen on his face, but as Henry approached him, he
raised himself with one hand, and with the other beckoned to his brother
to draw near.
"Great God, what have I done!" exclaimed the unhappy Henry, throwing
himself, in a paroxysm of despair, upon the body of his bleeding
brother. "Gerald, my own beloved Gerald, is it thus we meet again? Oh!
if you would not kill me, tell me that your wound is not mortal. Assure
me that I am not a fratricide. Oh, Gerald, Gerald! my brother, tell me
that you are not dying."
A faint smile passed over the pale, haggard features of Gerald: he
grasped the hand of his brother and pressed it fervently, saying:
"Henry, the hand of fate is visible in all this; therefore condemn not
yourself for that which was inevitable. I knew of the attempt of the
Americans to possess themselves of the heights, and I crossed over with
them under favor of this disguise, determined to find death, combatting
at the side of our gallant General. Detaching myself from the ranks, I
but waited the advance of the British column to remove from my
concealment--you know the rest. But oh, Henry! if you could divine what
a relief it is to me to part with existence, you would not wish the act
undone. This was all I asked: to see you once more--to embrace you--and
to die! Life offered me no hope but this."
Gerald expressed himself with the effort of one laboring under strong
bodily pain; and as he spoke he again sank exhausted upon the ground.
"This packet," he continued, taking one from the breast of the
hunting-frock he wore, and handing it to his brother, who, silent and
full of agony, had again raised his head from the ground and supported
it on his shoulder--"this packet, Henry, written at various times during
the last fortnight, will explain all that has passed since we last
parted in the Miami. When I am no more, read it; and while you mourn
over his dishonor, pity the weakness and the sufferings of the unhappy
Gerald."
Henry was nearly frantic. The hot tears fell from his burning eyes upon
the pale emaciated cheek of his brother, and he groaned in agony.
"Oh God!" he exclaimed, "how shall I ever survive this blow?--my
brother! oh, my brother! tell me that you forgive me."
"Most willingly; yet what is there to be forgiven? You took me for an
enemy, and hence alone your error. It was fate, Henry. A dreadful doom
has long been prophesied to the last of our race. We are the last--and
this is the consummation. Let it however console you to think, that
though your hand had not slain me another's would. In the ranks of the
enemy I should have found--Henry, my kind, my affectionate brother--your
hand--there--there--what dreadful faintness at my heart--Matilda, it is
my turn now--Oh, God have mercy, oh----"
While this scene was passing by the roadside between the unfortunate
brothers, the main body of the British force had come up to the spot
where the General still lay expiring in the arms of De Courcy, and
surrounded by the principal of the medical staff. The majority of these
were of the regiment previously named--veterans who had known and loved
their gallant leader during the whole course of his spotless career, and
more than one rude hand might be seen dashing the tear that started
involuntarily to the eye. As the colors of the Forty-ninth passed before
him, the General made an effort to address some language of
encouragement to his old corps, but the words died away in indistinct
murmurs, and, waving his hand in the direction of the heights, he sank
back exhausted with the effort, and resigned his gallant spirit for
ever.
For some minutes after life had departed, Henry Grantham continued to
hang over the body of his ill-fated brother, with an intenseness of
absorption that rendered him heedless even of the rapid fire of musketry
in the advance. The sound of De Courcy's voice was the first thing that
seemed to call him to consciousness. De Courcy had heard the cry
uttered by the latter on receiving the fatal shot, and his imagination
had too faithfully portrayed the painful scene that had ensued. A friend
of both brothers, and particularly attached of late to the younger from
the similar nature of their service, he was inexpressibly shocked, but
still cherishing a hope that the wound might not be attended with loss
of life, he expected to find his anticipations realized by some
communication from his friend. Finding however that the one rose not,
and remarking that the demeanor of the other was that of profound
despair, he began at length to draw the most unfavorable conclusion, and
causing the body of his commander to be borne under cover of the
building, until proper means of transport could be found, he hastened to
ascertain the full extent of the tragedy.
The horror and dismay depicted in his friend's countenance were speedily
reflected on his own, when he saw that the unfortunate Gerald, whose
blood had completely saturated the earth on which he lay, was indeed no
more. Language at such a moment would not only have been superfluous,
but an insult. De Courcy caught and pressed the hand of his friend in
silence. The unfortunate young man pointed to the dead body of his
brother, and burst into tears. While these were yet flowing in a fulness
that promised to give relief to his oppressed heart, a loud shout from
the British ranks arrested the attention of both. The sound seemed to
have an electric effect on the actions of Henry Grantham. For the first
time he appeared conscious there was such a thing as a battle being
fought.
"De Courcy," he said, starting up, and with sudden animation, "why do we
linger here? The dead"--and he pointed first to the body of the General
in the distance, and then to his brother--"the wretched dead claim no
service from us now."
"You are right, Henry, our interest in those beloved objects has caused
us to be heedless of our duty to ourselves. Victory is our own--but
alas! how dearly purchased!"
"How dearly purchased, indeed!" responded Henry, in a tone of such
heart-rending agony as caused his friend to repent the allusion. "De
Courcy, keep this packet, and should I fall, let it be sent to my uncle,
Colonel D'Egville."
De Courcy accepted the trust, and the young men mounted their horses,
which a Canadian peasant had held for them in the meantime, and dashing
up the ascent, soon found themselves where the action was hottest.
"Forward! victory!" shouted Henry Grantham, and his sword was plunged
deep into the side of his nearest enemy. The man fell, and writhing in
the last agonies of death, rolled onward to the precipice, and
disappeared for ever from the view.
The words, the action--had excited the attention of a tall, muscular,
ferocious-looking rifleman, who, hotly pursued by a couple of Indians,
was crossing the open ground at his full speed to join the main body of
his comrades. A ball struck him just as he had arrived within a few feet
of the spot where Henry stood, yet still leaping onward, he made a
desperate blow at the head of the officer with the butt end of his
rifle. A quick movement disappointed the American of his aim, yet the
blow fell so violently on the shoulder, that the stock snapped suddenly
asunder at the small of the butt. Stung with pain, Henry Grantham
turned to behold his enemy. It was Desborough! The features of the
settler expressed the most savage and vindictive passions, as, with the
head of the rifle upraised and clenched in both his iron hands, he was
about to repeat his blow. Ere it could descend Grantham had rushed in
upon him, and his sword, still reeking in the blood it had so recently
spilt, was driven to the very hilt in the body of the settler. The
latter uttered a terrific scream in which all the most infernal of human
passions were wildly blended, and casting aside his rifle, seized the
young officer in his powerful gripe. Then ensued a contest the most
strange and awful, the settler using every endeavor to gain the edge of
the precipice, the other struggling, but in vain, to release himself
from his hold. As if by tacit consent, both parties discontinued the
struggle, and became mere spectators of the scene.
"Villain!" shouted De Courcy, who saw with dismay the terrible object of
the settler, whose person he had recognised--"if you would have quarter,
release your hold."
But Desborough, too much given to his revenge to heed the words of the
Aide-de-camp, continued silently, yet with advantage, to drag his victim
nearer and nearer to the fatal precipice; and every man in the British
ranks felt his blood to creep, as he beheld the unhappy officer borne,
notwithstanding a desperate resistance, at each moment nigher to the
brink.
"For Heaven's sake, men, advance and seize him," exclaimed the terrified
De Courcy, leaping forward to the rescue.
Acting on the hint, two or three of the most active of the light
infantry rushed from the ranks in the direction taken by the officer.
Desborough saw the movement, and his exertions to defeat it became,
considering the loss of blood he had sustained from his wounds, almost
herculean. He now stood on the extreme verge of the precipice, where he
paused for a moment as if utterly exhausted by his previous efforts. De
Courcy was now within a few feet of his unhappy friend, who still
struggled ineffectually to free himself, when the settler, suddenly
collecting all his energy into a final and desperate effort, raised the
unfortunate Gerald from the ground, and with a loud and exulting laugh,
dashed his foot violently against the edge of the crag, and threw
himself backward into the hideous abyss.
Their picked and whitened bones may be seen even to this day, confounded
together and shining through the gloom that pervades every part of the
abyss, and often may be remarked an aged and decrepit negro, seated on a
rock a few feet above them, leaning his elbows upon his knees, and
gazing eagerly as if to distinguish the bones of the one from the bones
of the other.
AND THUS WAS THE FEARFUL PROPHECY OF ELLEN HALLOWAY, THE MOTHER OF
DESBOROUGH BY WACOUSTA, FULFILLED!
THE END.
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Transcriber's Notes:
Throughout this work many end-of-line hyphens, either omitted in
printing or no longer visible, were assumed to be present and the
corresponding word-halves rejoined, without further note.
Many punctuation marks that were mistyped in printing or unreadable
have been changed, without further note.
Aide-de-camp and Aid-de-camp both used by the author, as are
Amherstburgh and Amherstburg, along with Girty and Girtie.
It's and its used interchangeably by author; this usage retained.
Several compound and hyphenated words appear in varying form, for
example "artillery men" and "artillerymen"; "bear skin" and
"bear-skin"; "mid-day" and "midday"; etc. Usage retained.
Spelling, including possible typographical errors, has been retained
as it appears in the original publication except as follows:
Page 009: Typo "lappel" changed to "lapel" (button of the lapel)
Page 011: Typo "oppposite" changed to "opposite" (from the
opposite extremity)
Page 014: Typo "Graham" changed to "Grantham" (question,
Mr. Grantham)
Page 015: Typo "Molinex" changed to "Molineux" (Molineux, had
so pained)
Page 015: Duplicate "in" removed (as in the former)
Page 016: Typo "ln" changed to "in" (confidence in his young)
Page 018: Typo "aparent" changed to "apparent" (apparent a
single shot)
Page 021: Extra space in "young ladyyour niece" removed. Space may
have indicated omitted comma
Page 030: Typo "narrration" changed to "narration" (narration
of the anecdote)
Page 049: Punctuation after "coolly observed Grantham" unclear in
the text
Page 052: Typo "padler" changed to "paddler" (paddler, and
prostrated)
Page 053: Typo "he" changed to "the" (fortunate for the former)
Page 056: Typo "unproarious" changed to "uproarious" (because
his least uproarious, mood)
Page 056: Typo "inbibed" changed to "imbibed" (imbibed enough of
his favorite)
Page 063: Usage of punctuation by author intentionally retained
(asked Captain Molineux?)
Page 064: Typo "coroborate" changed to "corroborate" (Villiers can
corroborate)
Page 074: Typo "Desboroug" changed to "Desborough" (Desborough, I
continued)
Page 075: Typo "no" changed to "do" (displeasure, "I do not)
Page 076: Typo "momentry" changed to "momentary"(however momentary--a)
Page 083: Typo "neice" changed to "niece" (his niece, the parties in)
Page 084: Typo "were" changed to "where" (where the General still)
Page 093: Typo "disposess" changed to "dispossess" (may dispossess of
homage,)
Page 094: Typo "anticipiatory" changed to "anticipatory" (so
anticipatory of coming)
Page 094: Typo "shrapnell" changed to "shrapnel" (with shrapnel and
grape.)
Page 098: Typo "idependently" changed to "independently" (mistaken,
for, independently, of)
Page 099: Typo "aparently" changed to "apparently" (apparently much
greater)
Page 100: Typo "mattrass" changed to "mattress" (mattress, lay the
form)
Page 105: Usage of punctuation by author intentionally retained (in
the same breath?)
Page 106: Typo "teminated" changed to "terminated" (where the river
terminated)
Page 106: Typo "depatched" changed to "despatched" (prisoners been
despatched)
Page 112: Typo "preceeded" changed to "proceeded" (proceeded, while
her breathing)
Page 112: Typo "inacessibility" changed to "inaccessibility" (wonted
inaccessibility to impressions)
Page 112: Typo "rediculous" changed to "ridiculous" (guilty of a
ridiculous)
Page 117: Typo "day" changed to "days" (A few days)
Page 122: Typo "add" changed to "and" (from thence, and he)
Page 123: Typo "litttle" changed to "little" (the little dependence)
Page 123: Typo "asumed" changed to "assumed" (her voice assumed)
Page 125: Typo "piqant" changed to "piquant" (piquant a seduction)
Page 125: Typo "contibuted" changed to "contributed" (water--all
contributed)
Page 128: Typo "Manwhile" changed to "Meanwhile" (Meanwhile, although
nothing)
Page 130: Typo "grangway" changed to "gangway" (gangway, from which,
however)
Page 132: Typo "eaaliest" changed to "earliest" (One of the earliest)
Page 136: Typo "Desborrough" changed to "Desborough" (for Desborough
to avow)
Page 143: Typo "posess" corrected to "possess" (property I possess)
Page 144: Typo "ascessory" changed to "accessory" (some degree
accessory)
Page 157: Typo "onrselves" changed to "ourselves" (solemnly pledged
ourselves)
Page 158: Typo "she" changed to "he" ("Henry," he said)
Page 164: Typo "wit" changed to "with" (fast quitting, with)
Page 164: Typo "oject" changed to "object" (siege. The object)
Page 164: Typo "situate" changed to "situated" (the Americans
situated)
Page 166: Typo "morover" changed to "moreover" (He had moreover)
Page 167: Typo "prsceed" changed to "proceed" (the latter to proceed)
Page 168: Typo "alloted" changed to "allotted" (to the task allotted)
Page 171: Omitted word "a" changed to "was a man"
Page 172: Typo "dis" changed to "his" (Gentlemen," addressing his)
Page 173: Typo "Kildeer" changed to "Killdeer" (Killdeer I confess)
Page 174: Typo "since" changed to "Since" (Gerald said, "Since)
Page 174: Typo "your" changed to "you" (to know, but you)
Page 177: Duplicate "what" removed (snivelling, as "what)
Page 178: Typo "accelarated" changed to "accelerated" (vain, as to any
accelerated)
Page 179: Typo "prssive" changed to "passive" (passive assent to the)
Page 181: Typo "posssible" changed to "possible" (possible to
himself,)
Page 184: Typo "deperate" changed to "desperate" (desperate
grudge--the)
Page 185: Typo "grapling" changed to "grappling" (his enemy grappling)
Page 186: Typo "resistence" changed to "resistance" (the power of
resistance)
Page 186: Typo "trottled" changed to "throttled" (throttled, maddened
with pain)
Page 186: Typo "uncontrolable" changed to "uncontrollable"
(uncontrollable, until his anxiety)
Page 186: Typo "assassssin" changed to "assassin" (assassin-like
in the)
Page 187: Typo "beqind" changed to "behind" (behind his back,)
Page 192: Typo "indistnct" changed to "indistinct" (indistinct
outline, which)
Page 192: Typo "exhibted" changed to "exhibited" (who thus exhibited)
Page 193: Typo "Gereld" changed to "Gerald" (noise made by Gerald)
Page 194: Typo "aentence" changed to "sentence" (uttered the last
sentence)
Page 197: Typo "fierceet" changed to "fiercest" (arm you with the
fiercest)
Page 201: Duplicate word "an" removed (an hour too advanced)
Page 203: Typo "admited" changed to "admitted" (admitted as an excuse)
Page 204: Typo "coo" changed to "cool" (myself to a cool)
Page 208: Typo "faught" changed to "fought" (fought with determined
bravery,)
Page 218: Typo "acuse" changed to "accuse" (to accuse the woman)
Page 219: Typo "Tenessee" changed to "Tennessee"; although
"Tenessee" is an historical spelling variation, author uses modern
spelling in all other instances. (Tennessee man, bred and born,)
Page 220: Typo "prefering" changed to "preferring" (this comes of
preferring)
Page 220: Typo "Fankfort" changed to "Frankfort" (Frankfort--before
sunrise!")
Page 220: Typo "fight" changed to "flight" (very fact of my flight)
Page 221: Typo "massage" changed to "message" (with this parting
message,)
Page 222: Typo "Queenstown" changed to "Queenston" (stationed at
Queenston)
Page 224: Typo "Bt" changed to "But" (But oh, Henry!)
Page 226: Typo "efferts" changed to "efforts" (by his previous
efforts)
Page 227: Address at bottom of "47 4th Avenue changed to
"74 4th Avenue"; this matches usage in a previous paragraph,
and 19th century news articles.
Page 235: Typo "Fortune" changed to "Fortuné" (Fortune Du Boisgobey)
End of Project Gutenberg's Matilda Montgomerie, by Major (John) Richardson