L 52 SIR ISAAC BROCK.
��No. 13.
��" Leaving a garrison in Detroit sufficiently strong to keep the inhabitants in awe, General Brock lost no time in leaving the con- quered post and hastening to Niagara,- — a command he had only relinquished for the purpose of undertaking an achievement which the gallantry and determination of his character could alone have crowned with such unqualified success
"The month of October was marked by an event of the most melancholy nature,^— the death of General Brock, who fell a victim
to the intrepidity and daring of his character The loss of
their leader, however, cast a gloom over every English brow, and an advantage thus purchased was deemed at too high a price. General Brock was beloved by the soldiery, particularly the 49th, of which he had long been lieutenant-colonel, and the indignation of their grief for his loss cost the Americans many a life on that day, that had otherwise been spared. At Amherstburg, the account of his death was received with heartfelt concern, and not a man was there of those he had lately led to victory who failed to pay that tribute to his memory, which the gallantry and magnanimity of this glorious chief were so every way calculated to awaken in the breast of the soldier." — 'A Canadian Campaign,' by a British Officer, in the New Monthly Magazine for December, 1826, and February, 1827.
No. 14.
"Immediately opposite the town of Prescott, on the shore of the United States, is the town of Ogdensburg ; and twelve miles higher up, on the Canadian shore, stands the delightful village of Brockville, so called in honor of the late lamented Sir Isaac Brock. This enchanting little spot unites in its situation every beauty of nature. In front of it flows the river St. Lawrence, interspersed with numerous islands, variously formed and thickly wooded ; behind it is an assemblage of small hills, rising one above another in 'gay theatric pride;' and on each side are a number of well cleared farms, in an advanced state of cultivation. Every thing combines to render it pre-eminently beautiful. The dwellings are built of wood, and tastefully painted ; and the court house, in an elevated situation at the back of the village, seems, from its superior size, to be the guardian of the villagers, — an idea of my fancy, Which I did not seek to confirm by entering within its doors. Brockville contains four hundred and fifty souls. It has a par*
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