Chapter X

The Hero of Upper Canada

General Isaac Brock, the Hero of Upper Canada, was the kind of man men

delight to honour--honest, capable, ambitious, faithful, kind. Nothing

less than a tremendous gorge, such as separates Queenston from Lewiston

Heights, could keep the people of one nation from knowing and loving

this hero of another; since Brock's day this gorge has been spanned by

beautiful bridges, and it is full time now, as the centennial of the

second war with England approaches, that the appreciation of the

characters of the worthy, patriotic heroes of that olden day o'erleap

the chasm of bitter rivalry and hostility and become common and genuine

to the northward and the southward of the Niagara.

Isaac Brock was the eighth son of John Brock, Esq., born on the sixth

day of October, 1769, in the parish of St. Peter-Port, Guernsey--the

famous birth-year of Wellington and Napoleon. Tall, robust, and mentally

conspicuous as a lad, Isaac followed his elder brother into the British

Army, purchasing the ensigncy in the 8th, or King's Regiment, in 1785.

His promotion was the result of merit in addition to possessing the

means to purchase higher office; in 1790 we find him a lieutenant in the

49th Regiment, advancing to his majority in 1795 and two years later

becoming senior lieutenant-colonel. Supplanting now an officer accused

of peculation who had brought the whole regiment into public notice,

Brock exerted an influence that seemed to transform the regiment, making

it "from one of the worst," said the Duke of York himself, "one of the

best regiments in the service."

[Illustration: Major-General Brock.]

The opportunity of active service soon came, as the 49th was thrown into

Holland, Brock being wounded at Egmont-op-Zee, or Bergen. His simple

statement concerning being struck in the breast by a spent bullet is

interesting: "I got knocked down soon after the enemy began to retreat,"

he remarks, "but never quitted the field, and returned to my duty in

less than half an hour."[30] Here Brock fought under Sir John Moore and

Sir Ralph Abercrombie; in 1801 he was second in command of the land

forces at Copenhagen and saw Lord Nelson on the _Elephant_ write his

famous letter to the Crown Prince of Denmark. During the next year the

49th was sent to Canada and was quartered at Fort George near Newark,

the present Niagara-on-the-Lake. The character of Brock's management of

the troops under him is well illustrated in the case of a strange mutiny

that came near to breaking out at this time at Fort George due to the

useless annoyance, or alleged actual severity, which so exasperated the

men that an almost inconceivable plot to kill the officers was

discovered. After the crime the soldiers were to cross the river into

the United States and escape. One of the confederates was sent by the

commanding officer to Brock at York with a letter describing the

horrifying discovery. The incensed commander compelled the soldier at

the point of a musket to disclose the chief conspirators. Hastening to

Fort George the ringleaders were apprehended at the dinner table and

hurried off to Quebec, where they were summarily shot. As a result Brock

himself was ordered to make Fort George his headquarters, whereupon all

trouble seems to have ceased.

In 1805 Brock received his colonelcy and with it leave of absence. While

at home he made a report to the commander-in-chief which throws an

interesting light on affairs at that period, favouring the formation of

a veteran battalion for service in Upper Canada. He wrote:

The artifices employed to wean the soldier from his duty,

conspire to render almost ineffectual every effort of the

officers to maintain the usual degree of order and discipline.

The lures to desertion continually thrown out by the Americans,

and the facility with which it can be accomplished, exacting a

more than ordinary precaution on the part of the officers,

insensibly produces mistrust between them and the men, highly

prejudicial to the service.

Experience has taught me that no regular regiment, however high

its claim to discipline, can occupy the frontier posts of Lower

and Upper Canada without suffering materially in its numbers. It

might have been otherwise some years ago; but now that the

country, particularly the opposite shore, is chiefly inhabited

by the vilest characters, who have an interest in debauching the

soldier from his duty; since roads are opened into the interior

of the States, which facilitate desertion, it is impossible to

avoid the contagion. A total change must be effected in the

minds and views of those who may hereafter be sent on this duty,

before the evil can be surmounted.[31]

Such was the warlike tenor of despatches now at hand from Canada that

Brock, eager to be at the post of duty at a critical time, hastened from

London in June, 1806, cutting short his leave of absence. Throughout

that year and its successor he was actively engaged in studying his

province with regard to military demands that might suddenly be made

upon it; it is noteworthy that the commander feared that in case of an

outbreak between England and America a considerable part of the

inhabitants of Upper Canada (Loyalists) would prove friendly to the

young Republic. Discussing a new militia law he wrote as follows to the

Council:

In thus complying with the dictates of his duty, Colonel Brock

was not prepared to hear that the population of the province,

instead of affording him ready and effectual support, might

probably add to the number of his enemies; and he feels much

disappointment in being informed by the first authority, that

the only law in any degree calculated to answer the end proposed

was likely, if attempted to be enforced, to meet with such

general opposition as to require the aid of the military to give

it even a momentary impulse.

If such were the apprehensions of the commanding officer in Canada

little wonder General Hull, in later days, counted on the co-operation

of many of the inhabitants of the trans-Niagara country. In September,

1807, Brock, who was acting-governor in Canada pending the arrival of

Sir James Craig, was fortifying Quebec in anticipation of an immediate

outbreak of the impending war. In this connection a little incident

displays his character. He had caused to be erected at Quebec a very

powerful battery, and of it he wrote his brothers:

I erected . . . a famous battery, which the public voice named

after me; but Sir James, thinking very properly that anything so

very pre-eminent should be distinguished by the most exalted

appellation, has called it the King's Battery, the greatest

compliment, I conceive, that he could pay to my judgment.

The true modesty of the really great man shines out in these charming

words.

As the war cloud seemed to dissipate toward the close of 1808, General

Brock seems to have set his eyes toward Europe in the hope of

opportunity of active service; on November 19th he writes quite

despondently:

My object is to get home as soon as I can obtain permission; but

unless our affairs with America be amicably adjusted, of which I

see no probability, I scarcely can expect to be permitted to

move. I rejoice Savery [Brock] has begun to exert himself to get

me appointed to a more active situation. I must see service, or

I may as well, and indeed much better, quit the army at once,

for no one advantage can I reasonably look to hereafter if I

remain buried in this inactive, remote corner, without the least

mention being made of me.

It is exceedingly noticeable that Brock now seems to pin all his hope to

being recalled in order that he might win his laurels in the

tremendously spectacular campaigns against Napoleon in Spain. From his

letters we learn that the French-Canadians looked for the Corsican's

ultimate triumph and his final possession of Canada itself, and adds

that under like circumstances Englishmen would be even more restless

under French rule than the French-Canadians were under English; "Every

victory which Napoleon has gained," he observes, "for the last nine

years has made the disposition here to resist more manifest."

In the middle of July Brock writes his sister-in-law, Mrs. William

Brock, that the die is cast and that he is ordered to Upper Canada. If

it is character, rather than mere performance that, in the last

analysis, gives every man his historic position in the annals of the

world, the truth is nowhere better shown than here in the case of this

splendid Canadian hero. Could his Governor have spared him Brock would

have, ere this, been at home or en route to Spain and fame; but the

conditions demanded a strong, diplomatic officer at Fort George, and

there was nothing for it but that Brock must go; and there followed

war--and bloody Queenston Heights. "Since I cannot get to Europe," are

his gloomy words, "I care little where I am placed."

By September 13th he is writing his brothers from Fort George, but still

hinting of his hopes to get leave to return to England eventually. What

an out-of-the-way place for fame to seek and find a man--a man repining

that he cannot go in search of her! Yet he writes: "I should stand

evidently in my own light if I did not court fortune elsewhere." The

attitude of Sir James Craig in the matter of his transfer to the

European service was candidly stated by a letter from Colonel Baynes as

follows:

In reply to an observation of mine, that you regretted the

inactive prospect before you, and looked with envy on those

employed in Spain and Portugal, he said: "I make no doubt of it,

but I can in no shape aid his plans in that respect; I would

not, however, be the means of preventing them, and although from

his local knowledge I should regret losing him in this country,

yet I would not oppose it if he could obtain an appointment to

the staff on service; but in that case I would ask for another

general officer being sent in his place immediately to Upper

Canada." I tell you this, my dear general, without reserve, and

give you, as far as I can recollect, Sir James's words. If he

liked you less, he might, perhaps, be more readily induced to

let you go; as matters stand, I do not think he will, although I

am convinced that he will feel very sincere regret in refusing

you on a subject upon which you appear to be so anxious.

In his correspondence we now and then get a glimpse of the General's

tastes and inclinations; that he was not a frugal entertainer we have

considerable proof,[32] likewise evidence of his temperate tastes. In

his lonely life by the Niagara he had recourse to such books as were to

be found.

But books are scarce [he writes], and I hate borrowing. I like

to read a book quickly, and afterwards revert to such passages

as have made the deepest impression, and which appear to me most

important to remember--a practice I cannot conveniently pursue

unless the book be mine. Should you find that I am likely to

remain here, I wish you to send me some choice authors in

history, particularly ancient, with maps, and the best

translations of ancient works. I read in my youth Pope's

Translation of Homer, but till lately never discovered its

exquisite beauties. As I grow old, I acquire a taste for study.

I firmly believe that the same propensity was always inherent in

me, but, strange to tell, although many were paid extravagantly,

I never had the advantage of a master to guide and encourage me.

But it is now too late to repine. I rejoice that my nephews are

more fortunate.

Colonel Vesey, writing to Brock, states that he regrets not having a

daughter of marriageable age. "You should be married," runs the letter,

"particularly as fate seems to detain you so long in Canada--but pray do

not marry there." In another letter, dated Portsmouth, June 10, 1811,

the same correspondent refers to Brock's appointment as Major-General.

Oddly enough General Vesey says, referring to his friend's probable

future: "It may perhaps be your fate to go to the Mediterranean, but the

Peninsula is the most direct road to the honour of the Bath, and as you

are an ambitious man, that is the station you should prefer. . . ." Only

sixteen months from the day this letter was written Brock was gazetted

Knight of the Bath--the lonely, patient, splendid man winning the great

honour in the very land he was longing so sincerely to leave. On October

17th a communication from Lieutenant-Colonel Torrens gives General Brock

permission to return to England, but it was too late; both honour and

necessity demanded his presence in Canada as the exciting days of 1812

drew on apace.

[Illustration: A Plan of Fort Niagara after English Occupation, by

Montresor.]

At the outbreak of hostilities in this year the United States embraced

an immense territory, extending from the St. Lawrence to Mexico,

excepting Florida--which remained in the possession of Spain until

1819--and from the Atlantic indefinitely westward to the Spanish

possessions on the Pacific coast, afterwards acquired by the United

States. The total population of the United States was upwards of eight

million souls, of whom a million and a half were negro slaves in the

South. Large wastes of wild land lay between the Canadian settlements

and the thickly populated sections of New England, New York, and Ohio.

It was only with great difficulty and expense that men, munitions of

war, and provisions could be brought to the frontier during the contest.

The principal causes of the war are quite intelligible to the historical

student. Great Britain was engaged in a great conflict at the beginning

of the nineteenth century, not only for her own national security but

also for the integrity of Europe, then threatened by the insatiable

ambition of Bonaparte. It was on the sea that her strength mainly lay.

To ensure her maritime supremacy England reserved the right of searching

neutral, especially American, vessels. This so-called right meant that

wherever an English warship met American merchantmen or war-vessels, the

latter were required to stop, order their men on deck, and permit as

many sailors to be seized and forced into the English service as were

unable to prove their nationality. It was maintained that only deserters

from the English navy were wanted; but in the period from 1796 to 1802,

nearly two thousand American seamen were pressed into the English naval

service on the plea that they were deserters. Likewise England became

jealous of American trade. French, Spanish, and even English traders

raised the American flag in order to get the advantages of neutrals.

Thus it appeared that English commerce would fall into the hands of her

rivals. It cannot be denied that illicit trade and outrages were really

committed and brought back to American doors. The Lion roared. English

vessels were stationed just outside the ports of more or less importance

to the United States. British cruisers virtually blocked the Atlantic

coast from Maine to Georgia. Then happened the _Chesapeake_ affair. On

June 27, 1803, the British war-vessel _Leopard_ signalled the

_Chesapeake_ to stop as she was leaving Norfolk Harbour. An officer was

sent on board, but Commodore Barron refused to muster his men. The

_Leopard_ thereupon opened fire, took the _Chesapeake_ by surprise,

three men being killed and eighteen wounded. One Englishman was found

when the search was completed; nevertheless, three American sailors (one

being a negro) were taken away. This affair excited the American people

almost beyond precedent. Indignation meetings were held all over. War

soon became the cry. President Jefferson sent an agent to England to

demand reparation for the attack on the _Chesapeake_, but England paid

no attention to the President's representations.

The Embargo Act of President Jefferson and similar measures solved none

of the difficulties they were intended to solve. The South suffered much

hardship, tobacco and wheat shrinking to one-half their former value.

Then came the _Little Belt_ affair, when, in May, 1811, the United

States frigate _President_ encountered the British sloop _Little Belt_,

and, after a hot chase of several hours practically annihilated her.

Never was news more welcome to American ears, and the _Chesapeake_

affair had been revenged. But the incident did not help to improve the

situation. Lastly it was generally believed that England instigated the

Indian attacks which led to the battle of Tippecanoe, where the

Americans, under General William Henry Harrison, gained a complete

victory, to which our readers' attention will be directed later.

All these causes would, perhaps, have been ineffective but for the

revolution in the following year which took place in the American

Republican party--the controlling party since 1801. Henry Clay of

Kentucky, and John S. Calhoun of South Carolina, advocated war; others

followed and President Madison joined them. They hoped to compel Europe

to respect the American flag; they had confidence in the young Republic;

they dreamed, perhaps, of an alliance with France, of an annexation of

Canada. After long and stormy debates war was declared June 18th, the

invasion of Canada had already begun!

The War of 1812 officially commenced on June 18th. Great Britain,

indeed, had extended a reconciliatory hand but it was too late. The army

of the United States numbered at that time 6744 regulars. Congress had

authorised its increase to 25,000, and provided, at least by law, for a

second volunteer army of 50,000 men. The militia of several States was

likewise called on to co-operate with the regulars and the volunteers.

But the result was very unsatisfactory. The regular army during the war

never reached 10,000; the volunteers appeared only in small numbers, and

the militia offered to serve only for short terms and preferably in

their own States. The Treasury, with its "sinews of war" was in a

precarious condition. The Union had to resort to loans to which the

capitalists did not respond with alacrity. On the other hand the British

troops in Canada numbered barely seven thousand men; their line of

defence was one thousand miles long. England was contending in Europe

with her great enemy, Napoleon. The English Navy was, however, the

undisputed mistress of all the seas; the British North Atlantic Squadron

counted three battleships, twenty cruisers, and fifty smaller ships.

The mind of the man who had been unwittingly awaiting the impossible in

the Upper Province for so many gloomy months is well displayed now in a

letter written to headquarters at the first intimation of the

declaration of war which reached him through round-about sources:

Fort George, July 3, 1812.

I have been anxiously expecting for some days to receive the

honour of your excellency's commands in regard to the measures

the most proper to be pursued on the present emergency.

The accounts received, first through a mercantile channel, and

soon after repeated from various quarters, of war having been

declared by the United States against Great Britain, would have

justified, in my opinion, offensive operations. But the

reflection that at Detroit and Michilimakinack the weak state of

the garrisons would prevent the commanders from accomplishing

any essential service, connected in any degree with their future

security, and that my means of annoyance on this communication

were limited to the reduction of Fort Niagara, which could

easily be battered at any future period, I relinquished my

original intention, and attended only to defensive measures. My

first object has been the calling out of the flank companies of

militia, which has produced a force on this line of about eight

hundred men. They turned out very cheerfully, but already show a

spirit of impatience. The king's stores are now at so low an

ebb, that they scarcely furnish any article of use or comfort.

Blankets, hammocks, and kettles, are all to be purchased; and

the troops, when watching the banks of the river, stand in the

utmost need of tents. Mr. Couche has adopted the most

efficacious means to pay the militia in paper currency. I cannot

positively state the number of militia that will be embodied,

but they cannot exceed throughout the province four thousand

men.

The Americans are very active on the opposite side, in the

erection of redoubts; we are not idle on our part, but

unfortunately having supplied Amherstburg with the guns which

that post required from Fort George, depending upon getting

others from Kingston to supply their place, we find ourselves at

this moment rather short of that essential arm. I have, however,

every reason to think that they are embarked on board the _Earl

Moira_, which vessel, according to Major M'Pherson's report, was

to have sailed on the 28th ultimo. The Americans have, I

believe, about 1200 regulars and militia between Fort Niagara

and Black Rock, and I consider myself at this moment perfectly

safe against any attempt they can make. About one hundred

Indians from the Grand River have attended to my summons; the

remainder promise to come also, but I have too much reason to

conclude that the Americans have been too successful in their

endeavours to sow dissension and disaffection among them. It is

a great object to get this fickle race interspersed among the

troops. I should be unwilling, in the event of a retreat, to

have three or four hundred of them hanging on my flank. I shall

probably have to sacrifice some money to gain them over, and the

appointment of a few officers with salaries will be absolutely

necessary.

The Americans make a daily parade of their force, and easily

impose on the people on this side in regard to their numbers. I

do not think they exceed 1200, but they are represented as

infinitely more numerous.

For the last fortnight every precaution has been taken to guard

against the least communication, and to this day we are ignorant

whether the President has sanctioned the war resolutions of the

two houses of Congress; that is, whether war be actually

declared.

I have not been honoured with a line from Mr. Foster,[33] nor

with all my endeavours have I been able to retain information of

any consequence. The _Prince Regent_ made her first voyage this

morning, and I purpose sending her to Kingston this evening, to

bring such articles as are absolutely necessary, which we know

have arrived from Quebec. I trust she will out-sail the _Oneida_

brig.

The arrival of General Hull at Detroit and his "invasion" of Canada

followed hard on the declaration of war; as a preliminary step previous

to invasion he issued the Proclamation for which he was afterward so

roundly scored. The proclamation was really an invitation to all

disaffected persons in the Upper Provinces to join Hull's army. That it

had no more success than it did, was due, it may be believed, to the

personal magnetism of the able man in control of affairs--to the trust

that the people had as a whole in General Brock. To counteract Hull's

proclamation Brock replied in one of his own, and it contains several

statements of interest as displaying the character of its author:

The unprovoked declaration of war by the United States of

America against the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland,

and its dependencies, has been followed by the actual invasion

of this province, in a remote frontier of the western district,

by a detachment of the armed force of the United States.

The officer commanding that detachment has thought proper to

invite his majesty's subjects, not merely to a quiet and

unresisting submission, but insults them with a call to seek

voluntarily the protection of his government.

Without condescending to repeat the illiberal epithets bestowed

in this appeal of the American commander to the people of Upper

Canada, on the administration of his majesty, every inhabitant

of the province is desired to seek the confutation of such

indecent slander in the review of his own particular

circumstances. Where is the Canadian subject who can truly

affirm to himself that he has been injured by the government, in

his person, his property, or his liberty? Where is to be found,

in any part of the world, a growth so rapid in prosperity and

wealth, as this colony exhibits? Settled not thirty years, by a

band of veterans, exiled from their former possessions on

account of their loyalty, not a descendant of these brave people

is to be found, who, under the fostering liberality of their

sovereign, has not acquired a property and means of enjoyment

superior to what were possessed by their ancestors.

[Illustration: "Navy Hall Opposite Niagara."

A drawing on bark by Mrs. Simcoe.]

The unequalled prosperity would not have been attained by the

utmost liberality of the government, or the persevering industry

of the people, had not the maritime power of the mother-country

secured to its colonists a safe access to every market, where

the produce of their labour was in request.

The unavoidable and immediate consequences of a separation from

Great Britain must be the loss of this inestimable advantage;

and what is offered you in exchange? To become a territory of

the United States, and share with them that exclusion from the

ocean which the policy of their government enforces; you are not

even flattered with a participation of their boasted

independence; and it is but too obvious that, once estranged

from the powerful protection of the United Kingdom, you must be

re-annexed to the dominion of France, from which the provinces

of Canada were wrested by the arms of Great Britain, at a vast

expense of blood and treasure, from no other motive than to

relieve her ungrateful children from the oppression of a cruel

neighbour. This restitution of Canada to the empire of France,

was the stipulated reward for the aid afforded to the revolted

colonies, now the United States; the debt is still due, and

there can be no doubt but the pledge has been renewed as a

consideration for commercial advantages, or rather for an

expected relaxation in the tyranny of France over the commercial

world. Are you prepared, inhabitants of Canada, to become

willing subjects, or rather slaves, to the despot who rules the

nations of continental Europe with a rod of iron? If not, arise

in a body, exert your energies, co-operate cordially with the

King's regular forces to repel the invader, and do not give

cause to your children, when groaning under the oppression of a

foreign master, to reproach you with having so easily parted

with the richest inheritance of this earth--a participation in

the name, character, and freedom of Britons!

The same spirit of justice, which will make every reasonable

allowance for the unsuccessful efforts of zeal and loyalty, will

not fail to punish the defalcation of principle. Every Canadian

freeholder is, by deliberate choice, bound by the most solemn

oaths to defend the monarchy, as well as his own property; to

shrink from that engagement is a treason not to be forgiven. Let

no man suppose that if, in this unexpected struggle, his

majesty's arms should be compelled to yield to an overwhelming

force, the province will be eventually abandoned; the endeared

relations of its first settlers, the intrinsic value of its

commerce, and the pretensions of its powerful rival to possess

the Canadas, are pledges that no peace will be established

between the United States and Great Britain and Ireland, of

which the restoration of these provinces does not make the most

prominent condition.

Be not dismayed at the unjustifiable threat of the commander of

the enemy's forces to refuse quarter, should an Indian appear in

the ranks. The brave bands of aborigines which inhabit this

colony were, like his Majesty's other subjects, punished for

their zeal and fidelity, by the loss of their possessions in the

late colonies, and requited by his Majesty with lands of

superior value in this province. The faith of the British

government has never yet been violated--the Indians feel that

the soil they inherit is to them and their posterity protected

from the base arts so frequently devised to over-reach their

simplicity. By what new principle are they to be prohibited from

defending their property? If their warfare, from being different

to that of the white people, be more terrific to the enemy, let

him retrace his steps--they seek him not--and cannot expect to

find women and children in an invading army. But they are men,

and have equal rights with all other men to defend themselves

and their property when invaded, more especially when they find

in the enemy's camp a ferocious and mortal foe; using the same

warfare which the American commander affects to reprobate.

This inconsistent and unjustifiable threat of refusing quarter,

for such a cause as being found in arms with a brother sufferer,

in defence of invaded rights, must be exercised with the certain

assurance of retaliation, not only in the limited operations of

war in this part of the King's dominions, but in every quarter

of the globe; for the national character of Britain is not less

distinguished for humanity than strict retributive justice,

which will consider the execution of this inhuman threat as

deliberate murder, for which every subject of the offending

power must make expiation.

Few men ever had the task that General Brock now essayed thrown upon

their shoulders. With some fifteen hundred men he had to occupy the

forts St. Joseph, Amherstburg (Malden), Chippewa, Erie, and George,

together with York (Toronto) and Kingston; maintain British supremacy,

if possible, on three great lakes; preserve the long communication and

defend a frontier eight hundred and more miles in length. And it is to

be remembered that even in time of peace there had been no little

trouble in keeping the British regulars from deserting to the American

side of the Niagara--probably to take advantage of the splendid

agricultural and commercial opportunities in the West just then being

thrown open to the pioneer hosts and to which Easterners were flocking

"in shoals," as one observer put it. His position was the more peculiar

because of the nature of the larger portion of the inhabitants of the

upper province, the loyalists. Having fled from the United States in the

hours of the Revolution, fancy now the thoughts of these honest people

as they faced the prospect of their land of refuge being invaded by an

army from the land below the lakes! Seldom did a people have more cause

for apprehension; seldom did the inhabitants of an invaded land look

less for commiseration on the part of the invaders. The result was that

a very few fled back again to the land of their birth; but the vast

majority resolved to trust the issue to Providence--and these looked to

General Brock to preserve the land.

The situation was unique and gave the man at the helm a singular

opportunity to prove himself and win the deathless devotion of a whole

people. Little wonder that the man who proved himself equal to this

critical hour will forever be known as "The Hero of Upper Canada."

Brigadier-General Hull had advanced into Upper Canada from Detroit

early in July, but it was not until the capture of Hull's despatches by

Colonel Proctor in the affair near Brownsville when Van Horne's party

was ambushed that Brock planned to execute the daring advance which

ended in the astonishing capture of Detroit and Hull's entire army. On

the 6th of August Brock departed from York, with five hundred additional

volunteers, largely sons of loyalists, who were very true to their

adopted country in this crisis--or, perhaps we should say, loyal to this

brave leader in whom were suddenly found the qualities required by the

extraordinary occasion. Being compelled to leave a part of the little

force he was leading westward along the Niagara River, General Brock

reached Amherstburg (Malden) in five days and nights with some three

hundred followers. It is plain on this showing that whatever the result

of the bold enterprise there was now no hesitation in carrying it out.

Tecumseh's salute in his honour was suppressed as quickly as possible,

such was the scarcity of powder! There is something pathetically

interesting in two despatches issued by Brock on two successive

days,--August 14th and 15th. One was an appeal to his troops to prevent

desertion among the country folk who felt it imperative to get in their

crops; the other was an ultimatum to Hull summoning him to surrender.

The incongruity of the two epistles is almost amusing, especially when

it is remembered that the British had very little powder and a force

smaller than that opposed to it beyond the Detroit River. And yet the

bombastic order reads:

The force at my disposal authorises me to require of you the

immediate surrender of Fort Detroit. It is far from my

inclination to join in a war of extermination; but you must be

aware that the numerous body of Indians who have attached

themselves to my troops will be beyond my control the moment the

contest commences. You will find me disposed to enter into such

conditions as will satisfy the most scrupulous sense of honour.

Lieut.-Colonel M'Donell and Major Glegg are fully authorised to

conclude any arrangement that may lead to prevent the

unnecessary effusion of blood.

An answer of bold and frank tenor from Hull was received by the

desperate Brock, who immediately chose his course; there was nothing for

it but to retreat or attack the enemies' position; he could not sit

still; he was in George Rogers Clark's shoes at Kaskaskia a generation

before when Hamilton had captured Vincennes--he must capture Hull or be

captured by Hull. It was true to the kind of man he was that Brock

should spurn the advice of his officers to retreat and should determine,

despite their objections, to put his threat into execution. On Sunday,

the 16th of August, Brock's determined men were crossing the Strait. His

force included less than four hundred regulars and about that many

militia supported by some six hundred Indians. The American troops

numbered upwards of two thousand. As is well known Brock received

notification as his force was moving upon the fort that General Hull was

ready to treat with him. The resolute deportment of the desperate Brock

had won for him and his King a bloodless conquest that will go down in

history as one of the most heroic on the part of one commander and most

despicable on the part of the other to be found in the annals of

warfare. Congressmen who had been boasting in debate that it was

unnecessary to even send troops into the Canadas since officers alone,

by appearing there, could rally armies of disaffected persons about

them, now read that one determined man, acting against the advice of his

officers had appeared at the gates of Detroit with half an army and

taken its keys as readily as though they were voted to him by the city

fathers and brought to him on a silver salver. "We have the Canadas,"

rang the silvery voice of Henry Clay in Congress, "as much under our

command as Great Britain has the ocean; and the way to conquer her on

the ocean is to drive her from the land." No one could have more

completely misjudged an enemy or his own country as did the great

Kentuckian in this instance.

It is interesting in the extreme to survey the man who had won a signal

triumph as he now marches back to York and Fort George where he had

spent so many useless, fruitless years, as it seemed to him--yearning in

season and out of season for the opportunity to get away to the

Peninsula, or somewhere where fame might be achieved. Brock's success is

a great lesson to all ambitious men. Doing the humble drudgery of the

duty that lay next his hand, despite the regret and even pain occasioned

by lack of opportunity, this man suddenly came into a fame world-wide

and the honour of the Bath that he thought could come to him only in

sunny Spain. On the 10th of the following October General Brock's

brother William was asked by his wife why the park and tower guns were

saluting. "For Isaac, of course," he answered, playfully; "don't you

know that this is Isaac's birthday?" A little later he learned that the

news of the surrender of Detroit had just been received, and that his

playful answer was very near the truth after all!

[Illustration: Queenston and Brock's Monument.

From a photograph by Wm. Quinn, Niagara-on-the-Lake.]

It is fruitless to imagine what might have been the trend of events in

Canada but for the daring decision made by Brock to move upon Detroit;

his courage in running in the teeth of the wind and trusting to

Providence to fetch the quay by hook or crook, is the very quality of

the human heart that mankind most delights to honour; it is remarkable

that the imbecility of Hull could have so completely blinded our

American eyes to this display of splendid daring of Brock's, which ranks

with Clark's bold march through the drowned lands of the Wabash, or

Wayne's attack on Stony Point. The capture of Hull and Detroit

unquestionably saved Upper Canada to England; for though American arms

were successful to some degree beyond the line, as we shall see, the

successes did not count toward conquest and annexation as would have

been the case, perhaps, had they come at the outbreak of the war. All

Canada felt the heartening effect of Brock's inexplicable victory;

thousands who had feared instant and ruthless invasion now felt strong

to repel any and all invaders; and the effect extended to the Indian

allies and across the ocean to the home-country, as well. Had Clay's

theory been true and the war had to be settled by land battles, Detroit

would have delayed the end for many years; but America was soon to show

a power on the sea as surprising as the stupidity of some of her

commanders on shore and play England at her own sea-dog game with her

own weapons and gain the victory.

The General's letter to his brothers is interesting as exhibiting the

man's private views on his great success:

I have received [he writes] so many letters from people whose

opinion I value, expressive of their admiration of the exploit,

that I begin to attach to it more importance than I was at first

inclined. Should the affair be viewed in England in the light it

is here, I cannot fail of meeting reward, and escaping the

horror of being placed high on a shelf, never to be taken down.

Some say that nothing could be more desperate than the measure;

but I answer, that the state of the province admitted of nothing

but desperate remedies. I got possession of the letters my

antagonist addressed to the secretary of war, and also of the

sentiments which hundreds of his army uttered to their friends.

Confidence in the General was gone, and evident despondency

prevailed throughout. I have succeeded beyond expectation. I

crossed the river, contrary to the opinion of Colonel Proctor,

. . . etc.[34]; it is, therefore, no wonder that envy should

attribute to good fortune what, in justice to my own

discernment, I must say, proceeded from a cool calculation of

the _pours_ and _contres_.

General Brock, along with most other British leaders who operated along

the American frontier, has been accused of using the savages to fight in

savage ways the battles of white men against fellow whites. Rossiter

Johnson, in his _War of 1812_, to cite one of the careful students who

has thus referred to Brock, in speaking of the minute-guns fired on the

American shore during Brock's funeral, says:

There was perhaps no harm in this little bit of sentiment,

though if the Americans remembered that two months before, in

demanding the surrender of Detroit, General Brock had threatened

to let loose a horde of savages upon the garrison and town, if

he were compelled to capture it by force, they must have seen

that their minute-guns were supremely illogical, not to say

silly.[35]

One who has any reason to know how much basis Washington had for his

sweeping remark that most of the trouble the United States had with the

western Indians was due to the demeanour of British officers to them,

could only with difficulty become prejudiced in favour of any British

officers who had actual dealings with the Canadian Indians and actually

led them in person to battle. And yet the present writer has found

sufficient ground in Brock's correspondence for holding that Brock was

above reproach personally on this score--that he was a gentleman here as

elsewhere, a true nobleman. We cannot here enter into a lengthy

discussion of such a difficult problem. A letter extant, written by

Brock to General Prevost, shows his attitude in this delicate matter

during those desperate days when Harrison was fighting the wily

Tecumseh:

My first care, on my arrival in this province, was to direct the

officers of the Indian department at Amherstburg to exert their

whole influence with the Indians to prevent the attack which I

understood a few tribes meditated against the American frontier.

But their efforts proved fruitless, as such was the infatuation

of the Indians, that they refused to listen to advice.

It will always be an open question how much control the responsible men,

either American or British, had over their red-skinned "brothers"

compared with their half-renegade, forest-running underlings who

dispensed the powder, blankets, and fire-water and directed affairs much

as they pleased.

Before the outbreak of the war Brock wrote to his superiors concerning

his province as follows:

The first point to which I am anxious to call your excellency's

attention is the district of Amherstburg. I consider it the most

important, and, if supplied with the means of commencing active

operations, must deter any offensive attempt on this province,

from Niagara westward. The American government will be compelled

to secure their western frontier from the inroads of the

Indians, and this cannot be effected without a very considerable

force. But before we can expect an active co-operation on the

part of the Indians, the reduction of Detroit and

Michilimakinack must convince that people, who conceive

themselves to have been sacrificed, in 1794, to our policy,[36]

that we are earnestly engaged in the war. The Indians, I am made

to understand, are eager for an opportunity to avenge the

numerous injuries of which they complain. A few tribes, at the

instigation of a Shawnese, of no particular note, have already,

although explicitly told not to look for assistance from us,

commenced the contest. The stand which they continue to make

upon the Wabash, against about two thousand Americans, including

militia and regulars, is a strong proof of the large force which

a general combination of the Indians will render necessary to

protect so widely extended a frontier.

Again, Brock was in a very different position from the British

commanders during the Revolution; his province was being invaded and the

Indians who had settled under the auspices of the British Government in

that province were threatened with destruction as seriously as the

loyalists or the native Englishmen transplanted from the mother-country.

Surely, no one would expect Indians whose homes lay in the upper

province to remain neutral when that province was invaded. Indeed, in

February, 1812, we find Brock complaining to his superior of the lax

attention that was paid by the Government to the Indians settled in the

province he had been sent to govern.

Divisions are thus uninterruptedly sowed among our Indian

friends [he wrote, meaning, of course, sowed by Americans], and

the minds of many altogether estranged from our interests. Such

must inevitably be the consequence of our present inert and

neutral proceedings in regard to them. It ill becomes me to

determine how long true policy requires that the restrictions

imposed upon the Indian department ought to continue; but this I

will venture to assert, that each day the officers are

restrained from interfering in the concerns of the Indians, each

time they advise peace and withhold the accustomed supply of

ammunition, their influence will diminish, till at length they

lose it altogether.

Nothing shows better the activity of the American officers in seeking to

line the Indians up on the side of the fighting Republic than Brock's

letters to his superiors. We have already seen that Brock had, as late

as July 3d, little hope of keeping the Indians of the Grand River true

to him because of the American influence exerted over them by active

agents. And we have seen, in his counter-proclamation answering that

issued by General Hull, that Brock places the employment of the Indians

on the ground of territorial rights: "By what new principle," he asks,

"are they to be prohibited from defending their property?"

The ominous words used by General Brock in his summons to Hull to

surrender have, it must be admitted, all the ring of a threat; but, for

one, I do not take them to be that primarily, but rather the honest,

frank words of a gentleman. In case of the sacking of Detroit Brock

could not have controlled those redskins of his, and he knew it. In like

circumstances what general had been able to control the Indians attached

to him? In the single instance of Sir William Johnson at the fall of

Fort Niagara, we find an illustration of approximate control, yet

nothing in the world but the power of that great man would have answered

under the circumstances. I would believe that Brock knew he could not

control his Iroquois allies,[37] whether in victory or in defeat, and

made a plain statement to Hull to that effect. That he told the truth I

think no one can doubt after examining the situation; whether he would

have told the truth if the truth had not carried a threat may be

questioned. The truth usually answers a gentleman's purposes, and Brock

was that to the marrow of his bones.

Brock had not overestimated the effect and influence of his bloodless

victory upon the English, but, by strange caprice of Fate, was not

permitted to live to receive the high honours bestowed upon him. On the

thirteenth of the following October, in the battle of Queenston Heights,

elsewhere described, while reforming the broken British ranks for a

second time, a bullet in the breast cut short a life that promised very

high attainment. As was his custom the General had arisen before

daybreak on this fatal day and had left Fort George at the first sound

of the battle on the heights. His conspicuous presence, bright uniform,

and animated deportment in attempting to reform the broken lines, made

him a plain target for Wool's heroic men, who had climbed up a pathway

steeper than any Wolfe's troops ever saw at Quebec. "Push on the York

volunteers," were the words of the brave man's last order; but as he lay

in the arms of his aides he begged that his injury might not be noticed

by the troops or disconcert their advance; and with one half-understood

wish concerning a token of love to be given to his sister, Isaac Brock

fell dead.

It is not given to many notable men to fall in the very midst of

spectacular success; it can easily be believed that General Brock, being

the man we know him to have been, would have made the best use of his

triumph, and that it would have been but a stepping-stone to enlarged

opportunities where each duty in its turn would have received the same

decent, earnest attention that the man gave to his work throughout those

half-unhappy days when he felt marooned in the wilds of a dreary ocean,

where no one could prove his merit, calibre, or knowledge. And so, after

all is said for this fine man, I, for one, like best to go back to those

days of impatient longing for opportunity amid the dull grind of routine

at Fort George, and see the real spirit of Brock who, in all truth,

deserves the honourable title of "Hero of Upper Canada"; and when you

have caught the spirit displayed by him in those dispiriting days,

realise his careful faithfulness in the humdrum life he was asked to

live, while his schoolmates of war were winning great glory on the

epoch-making European battlefields, join to it that sudden burst of

splendid grit and heroism that provoked the Detroit attack despite the

advice of the staff officers, and you have a combination that thrills

the heart of friend and enemy--of all who love patient doing of duty and

real displays of undiluted heroism.

Some of the best tributes to Brock, were, as should have been the case,

those paid by persons who knew of his place in the hearts of the people

of his adopted land of service:

The news of the death of this excellent officer [observed the

Quebec _Gazette_] has been received here as a public calamity.

The attendant circumstances of victory scarcely checked the

painful sensation. His long residence in this province, and

particularly in this place, had made him in habits and good

offices almost a citizen; and his frankness, conciliatory

disposition, and elevated demeanour, an estimable one. The

expressions of regret as general as he was known, and not

uttered by friends and acquaintances only, but by every

gradation of class, not only by grown persons, but young

children, are the test of his worth. Such, too, is the only

eulogium worthy of the good and brave, and the citizens of

Quebec have, with solemn emotions, pronounced it on his memory.

But at this anxious moment other feelings are excited by his

loss. General Brock had acquired the confidence of the

inhabitants within his government. He had secured their

attachment permanently by his own merits. They were one people

animated by one disposition, and this he had gradually wound up

to the crisis in which they were placed. Strange as it may seem,

it is to be feared that he had become too important to them. The

heroic militia of Upper Canada, more particularly, had knit

themselves to his person; and it is yet to be ascertained

whether the desire to avenge his death can compensate the many

embarrassments it will occasion. It is indeed true that the

spirit, and even the abilities, of a distinguished man often

carry their influence beyond the grave; and the present event

furnishes its own example, for it is certain notwithstanding

General Brock was cut off early in the action, that he had

already given an impulse to his little army, which contributed

to accomplish the victory when he was no more. Let us trust that

the recollection of him will become a new bond of union, and

that, as he sacrificed himself for a community of patriots, they

will find a new motive to exertion in the obligation to secure

his ashes from the pestilential dominion of the enemy.

A Montreal newspaper of the day also contained the following

observations:

The private letters from Upper Canada, in giving the account of

the late victory at Queenstown, are partly taken up with

lamentations upon the never-to-be-forgotten General Brock, which

do honour to the character and talents of the man they deplore.

The enemy have nothing to hope from the loss they have

inflicted; they have created a hatred which panteth for revenge.

Although General Brock may be said to have fallen in the midst

of his career, yet his previous services in Upper Canada will be

lasting and highly beneficial. When he assumed the government of

the province, he found a divided, disaffected, and, of course, a

weak people. He has left them united and strong, and the

universal sorrow of the province attends his fall. The father,

to his children, will make known the mournful story. The

veteran, who fought by his side in the heat and burthen of the

day of our deliverance, will venerate his name.

And the sentiments of the British Government, on the melancholy

occasion, were thus expressed in a despatch from Earl Bathurst, the

secretary of state for the colonies, to Sir George Prevost, dated

December 8, 1812:

His Royal Highness the Prince Regent is fully aware of the

severe loss which his Majesty's service has experienced in the

death of Major-General Sir Isaac Brock. This would have been

sufficient to have clouded a victory of much greater importance.

His Majesty has lost in him not only an able and meritorious

officer, but one who, in the exercise of his functions of

provisional lieutenant-governor of the province, displayed

qualities admirably adapted to awe the disloyal, to reconcile

the wavering, and to animate the great mass of the inhabitants

against successive attempts of the enemy to invade the province,

in the last of which he unhappily fell, too prodigal of that

life of which his eminent services had taught us to understand

the value.

The body of the fallen hero lay in state at the government house until

the 16th of October, when, with that of Colonel McDonell, it was buried

with due honours in a cavalier bastion of Fort George, at the spot now

marked by the tablet indicating the first burial-place. On the 13th of

October, 1824, the remains were moved to the summit of the heights,

whereon a beautiful monument had been erected by the Provincial

Legislature, 135 feet in height, bearing this "splendid tribute to the

unfading remembrance of a grateful people":

UPPER CANADA

HAS DEDICATED THIS MONUMENT

TO THE MEMORY OF THE LATE

MAJOR-GENERAL SIR ISAAC BROCK, K.B.

PROVISIONAL LIEUT.-GOVERNOR AND COMMANDER OF THE FORCES

IN THIS PROVINCE

WHOSE REMAINS ARE DEPOSITED IN THE VAULT BENEATH

OPPOSING THE INVADING ENEMY

HE FELL IN ACTION NEAR THESE HEIGHTS

ON THE 13TH OCTOBER, 1812

IN THE 43D YEAR OF HIS AGE

REVERED AND LAMENTED

BY THE PEOPLE WHOM HE GOVERNED

AND DEPLORED BY THE SOVEREIGN

TO WHOSE SERVICE HIS LIFE HAD BEEN DEVOTED.

[Illustration: Brock's Monument.]

The following description of this interesting pageant portrays the

genuine feeling of devotion felt for the "Hero of Upper Canada" that

filled the hearts of his countrymen:

There is something so grand and imposing in the spectacle of a

nation's homage to departed worth, which calls for the exercise

of so many interesting feelings, and which awakens so many

sublime contemplations, that we naturally seek to perpetuate the

memory of an event so pregnant with instruction, and so

honourable to our species. It is a subject that in other and in

older countries has frequently exercised the pens, and has

called forth all the descriptive powers of the ablest writers.

But here it is new; and for the first time, since we became a

separate province, have we seen a great public funeral

procession of all ranks of people, to the amount of several

thousands, bearing the remains of two lamented heroes to their

last dwelling on earth, in the vaults of a grand national

monument, overtopping the loftiest heights of the most

magnificent section of one of the most magnificent countries in

the world.

The 13th of October, being the anniversary of the battle of

Queenstown, and of the death of Brock, was judiciously chosen as

the most proper day for the removal of the remains of the

general, together with those of his gallant aide-de-camp,

Lieutenant-Colonel M'Donell, to the vaults prepared for their

reception on Queenstown Heights.

The weather was remarkably fine, and before ten o'clock a very

large concourse of people, from all parts of the country, had

assembled on the plains of Niagara, in front of Fort George, in

a bastion of which the bodies had been deposited for twelve

years.

One hearse covered with black cloth, and drawn by four black

horses, each with a leader, contained both the bodies. Soon

after ten, a lane was formed by the 1st and 4th regiments of

Lincoln militia, with their right on the gate of Fort George,

and their left extending along the road towards Queenstown, the

ranks being about forty paces distant from each other; within

this line was formed a guard of honour of the 76th Regiment, in

parade order, having its left on the fort. As the hearse moved

slowly from the fort, to the sound of solemn music, a detachment

of royal artillery began to fire the salute of nineteen guns,

and the guard of honour presented arms.

On moving forwards in ordinary time, the guard of honour broke

into a column of eight divisions, with the right in front, and

the procession took the following order:

A Staff Officer.

Subdivision of Grenadiers.

Band of Music.

Right Wing of 76th Regiment.

THE BODY.

Aide-de-Camp to the late Major-General Sir Isaac Brock.

Chief Mourners.

Commissioners for the Monument.

Heads of Public Departments of the Civil Government.

Judges.

Members of the Executive Council.

His Excellency and Suite.

Left Wing of the 76th Regiment.

Indian Chiefs of the Five Nations.

Officers of Militia not on duty--Junior Ranks--First Forward.

Four deep.

Magistrates and Civilians.

With a long Cavalcade of Horsemen, and Carriages of every description.

On the 17th of April, 1840, a miscreant by the name of Lett laid a train

to a quantity of gunpowder secreted beneath the monument to General

Brock and fired it, partially wrecking both the base and the pillar. The

criminal had been compelled to flee the country during the rebellion

then just over, and, returning, took this outrageous method of

gratifying his malice. As we look upon the beautiful monument that

stands above Brock's remains to-day it is with a feeling almost of

pleasure that such a wretched deed was necessary to result in the fine

pillar that is one of the scenic beauties of the Niagara country to-day.

This fine shaft bears the following inscription:

The Legislature of Upper Canada has dedicated this Monument to

the very distinguished, eminent, civil, and military services of

the late Sir Isaac Brock, Knight of the Most Hon. Order of the

Bath, Provisional Lieutenant-Governor, and Major-General

commanding the Forces in this Province, whose remains are

deposited in the vault beneath. Having expelled the Northwestern

Army of the United States, achieved its capture, received the

surrender of Fort Detroit, and the territory of Michigan, under

circumstances which have rendered his name illustrious he

returned to the protection of this frontier; and advancing with

his small force to repel a second invasion of the enemy, then in

possession of these heights, he fell in action, on the 13th of

October, 1812, in the forty-third year of his age, honoured and

beloved by the people whom he governed and deplored by his

Sovereign, to whose service his life had been devoted.

[Footnote 30: _The Life and Correspondence of Major-General Sir Isaac

Brock, K.B._, by Ferdinand Brock Tupper, p. 16. This most interesting

volume has furnished very much of the material for this chapter. D. B.

Read's _Life and Times of General Brock_ is an excellent book for

popular use and will be found quoted herein.]

[Footnote 31: One cause of desertion seems to have been the ubiquitous

American girl. In a later letter Brock wrote:

"Not a desertion has been attempted by any of the 49th for the

last ten months, with the exception, indeed, of Hogan. He served

Glegg, who took him with him to the Falls of Niagara, where a

fair damsel persuaded him to this act of madness, for the fellow

cannot possibly gain his bread by labour, as he has half killed

himself with excessive drinking; and we know he cannot live upon

love alone."]

[Footnote 32: A letter from Colonel Kempt runs: "I have just received a

long letter . . . giving me an account of a splendid ball given by you

to the _beau monde_ of Niagara and its vicinity, and the manner in which

she speaks of your liberality and hospitality reminds me of the many

pleasant hours I have passed under your roof. We _have no such parties

now_, and the indisposition of Sir James having prevented the usual

public days at the castle, nothing more stupid than Quebec now is can be

imagined."]

[Footnote 33: British Ambassador to the United States.]

[Footnote 34: In the face of the fact here divulged concerning Proctor's

attitude toward Brock's determination to move upon Detroit it is

interesting to remember Brock's very high praise of Proctor in his

report of the capture. His words, so characteristic of the gentleman,

were: "I have been admirably supported by Colonel Proctor. . . ."]

[Footnote 35: P. 60.]

[Footnote 36: The reference here is to the failure of the British to

assist the Indian confederacy withstand General Wayne's invasion of the

Maumee Valley which ended in the victory of Fallen Timber.]

[Footnote 37: That Brock feared the Indians when acting in unison, that

is, when not "interspersed" among the troops, is perfectly plain from

his letter to General Prevost of July 3d.]

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