He looked back on the lake’s still bosom flecked with mists and its quiet mountains sleeping under the flush of dawn. There was nothing in the wild

Day after day the weary roar of the distant cannonade fell on the ears of Webb in his camp at Fort Edward.Our special project presenting the

The earthen mounds of Fort William Henry still stand by the brink of Lake George. Seated at the sunset of an August day under the pines that cover

Now, on the eve of departure, Montcalm, anxious for harmony among his red allies, called them to a grand council near the camp of Rigaud.Our special

The letters of the Governor and those of the General, it will be seen, contradict each other flatly at several points.Our special project presenting

His station obliged him to maintain a high standard of living, to his great financial detriment, for Canadian prices were inordinate.Our special

Towards evening Rogers was shot through the wrist; and one of the men, John Shute, used to tell in his old age how he saw another ranger trying to