complished. Ruin stared him in the face, and life would be sold as dearly as possible.
The 5th of July had been chosen for the forward move of the British troops, and every detail being previously arranged, the great force embarked at daybreak in perfect order and the highest spirits. There were employed in the transportation nine hundred bateaux, one hundred and thirty-five whaleboats, and a large number of heavy floats with the artillery, which, as the procession later entered the Narrows, was drawn out into a line over six miles in length. The passing of this splendid spectacle, with its brilliant accessories of uniform and banners, the beauty of the summer morning, and the exquisite array of wood, water, and rolling hill, from which in turn echoed the harmonious strains of the regimental bands and the inspiring pibroch of the bagpipes, is well described by Parkman. Never, perhaps, had a more unique pageant greeted the eye in all this realm of the New World.
Nor was there wanting, among the massed colours of tunic and gold lace, the less familiar but always picturesque kilt and sporran, plaid and bonnet of His Majesty's Highland regiment, the Forty-Second, first of its class and young