CHAPTER XX.

BROCK'S VICTORY.

Reaching a ravine, Brock ordered up his artillery and prepared to

assault. A shell from the British battery at Sandwich roared over the

river and crashed through an embrasure of Fort Shelby, killing four

American officers. The Savoyard river was reached and the outlying

tan-yard crossed. Brock's troops, keyed up, with nerves tense under the

strain of suspense, and every moment expecting a raking discharge of

shot and shell from the enemy's big guns, heard with grim satisfaction

the General's orders to "prepare for assault."

The field-pieces were trained upon the fort, to cover the rush of the

besiegers. The gunners, with bated breath and burning fuses, awaited the

final command, when lo! an officer bearing a white flag emerged from the

fort, while a boat with another flag of truce was seen crossing the

river to the Sandwich battery. Macdonell and Glegg galloped out to meet

the messenger. They returned with a despatch from the American general,

Hull, to the British general, Brock. This was the message:

"The object of the flag which crossed the river was to propose a

cessation of hostilities for an hour, for the purpose of entering into

negotiations for the surrender of Detroit."

* * * * *

An hour later the British troops, with General Isaac Brock at their

head, marched through the smiling fields and orchards, passed over the

fort draw-bridge, and, surrounded by a host of fierce-looking and

indignant militia of Ohio and "the heroes of Tippecanoe," hauled down

the Stars and Stripes--which had waved undisturbed over Fort Lernoult

since its voluntary evacuation by the British in 1796--and, in default

of a British ensign, hoisted a Union Jack--which a sailor had worn as a

body-belt--over the surrendered fortress. British sentinels now guarded

the ramparts. The bells of old St. Anne's saluted the colors. The "Grand

Army of the West," by which pretentious title Hull had seen fit to

describe his invading force, melted like mist before the rising sun.

Several unattached Canadians, costumed as redmen, followed Brock inside

the fort, and, baring their white arms for Hull's especial edification,

declared they had so disguised themselves in order to show their

contempt for his cruel threat respecting instant death to "Indians found

fighting."

The terms of capitulation included not only one general officer and

2,500 men of all ranks--the would-be conquerors of Canada--2,500 stand

of arms, 33 pieces of cannon, the _Adams_ brig of war, and immense

quantities of stores and munitions, valued at £40,000--but Fort Shelby

and the town of Detroit and 59,700 square miles of United States

territory. Nor were these all, for the fort standard--to the wild

delight of Tecumseh's warriors--a highly-prized trophy, it being the

"colours" of the 4th United States regiment, the vaunted "heroes of

Tippecanoe," passed into the keeping of the British.

Canada was saved!

It was then that those officers who strongly opposed Brock's

determination to attack became suddenly wise after the event and eager

to share the honour. The temptation to improve the opportunity, to any

man less strong than our hero, would have been irresistible, but there

was no display of vainglory, no cheap boasting. The sword of the

conquered American general was accepted with manly deference and the

consideration due to his rank, and he was told, without solicitation on

his part, he could return to the United States on parole. Then Brock

hurriedly dictated a brief and modest despatch apprising Sir George

Prevost of the "capture of this very important post," and quite

realizing that he was merely an instrument in the hands of Providence,

and gratitude and the happiness of those he held most dear being

uppermost in his mind, the captor of Detroit wrote this characteristic

letter.

"Headquarters, Detroit,

"August 16, 1812.

"My dear Brothers and Friends,--Rejoice at my good fortune and join

me in prayers to heaven. I send you a copy of my hasty note to Sir

George. Let me know that you are all united and happy.

"ISAAC."

And so it came about that in this strange and noble fashion General

Brock--"Master Isaac of St. Peter's Port"--overcame the enemy in the

wilds of Michigan and passed his _fourth_ milestone.

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