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a i i, ie. el THE AMBUSH. 48 He was shot by he of his own tribe, who knew ies and took good aim.” “My God!” murmured Alph, “ what a blow to our cause. Fe Another courier came in. . “ Williams is down; they are rétreating. Push on, every man we have, and we shall be the victors.” Alph struggled with his bonds. If he could have freed his hands, he would have attempted escape, surrounded as he was yy his guards. But his efforts were in vain. “ You waste your strength, young man,” said the officer in charge. “ Be quiet.” In the mean time, the victorious column of the French was pushing on, the regulars cheering, and the mad yells of the Cahadians and Indians pealing out upon the air. Johnson heard them, and he knew what it meant. Williams was beaten, and was retreating, that was very plain. There was little time to lose, and the axmen were set hastily to work felling trees to form a breastwork, Drum and trumpet, unac- customed sounds, rung out upon the clear September morning. Companies and regiments hurried to and fro, seeking the station assigned them, The master-hand of the gallant Lyman soon placed the mass in order, and they were ready for the assault. | A. few cannon, received that very day from Edward, were placed in position upon the rude breastworks. Soon the fugi- tives came in sight, beaten and disheartened, and swept through the English lines into the camp. | Scarcely had they passed by the guns, and reached a position in the center of ~ the works, when the excited force of the French and. Indians came in sight, hotly pressing the pursuit. Then the thunder of the cannon woke the echoes of the forest, and the Indians, awed by the unwelcome sound, and frightened by the missiles which came plunging through the woods, cutting down branches of the trees, and plowing up the ground on every side, fell slowly back to the edge of the woods, from which they did not advance during the fight, but. kept up an ineffectual fire at long range. The regulars, who knew no such word as retreat, unnatiaeal of the fact that they were left alone to battle against fearful tm stood up to the work, exposing their breasts to the fire Comic BOOKS. com