morning of April 12th, Douglas found ice extending nearly twenty miles to sea, and packed too closely to admit of working through it by dexterous steering.  The urgency of the case not admitting delay, he ran his ship, the Isis, 50, with a speed of five knots, against a large piece of ice about ten or twelve feet thick, to test the effect.  The ice, probably softened by salt water and salt air, went to pieces.  “Encouraged by this experiment,” continues Douglas, somewhat magnificently, “we thought it an enterprise worthy an English ship of the line in our King and country’s sacred cause, and an effort due to the gallant defenders of Quebec, to make the attempt of pressing her by force of sail, through the thick, broad, and closely connected fields of ice, to which we saw no bounds towards the western part of our horizon.  Before night (when blowing a snow-storm, we brought-to, or rather stopped), we had penetrated about eight leagues into it, describing our path all the way with bits of the sheathing of the ship’s bottom, and sometimes pieces of the cutwater, but none of the oak plank; and it was pleasant enough at times, when we stuck fast, to see Lord Petersham exercising his troops on the crusted surface of that fluid through which the ship had so recently sailed.”  It took nine days of this work to reach Anticosti Island, after which the ice seems to have given no more trouble; but further delay was occasioned by fogs, calms, and head winds.

Upon the arrival of the ships of war, the Americans at once retreated.  During the winter, though reinforcements must have been received from time to time, they had wasted from exposure, and from small-pox, which ravaged the camp.  On the 1st of May the returns showed nineteen hundred men present, of whom only a thousand were fit for duty.  There were then on hand but three days’ provisions, and none other nearer than St. John’s.  The inhabitants would of course render no further assistance to the Americans after the ships arrived.  The Navy had again decided the fate of Canada, and was soon also to determine that of Lake Champlain.

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When two hundred troops had landed from the ships, Carleton marched out, “to see,” he said, “what these mighty boasters were about.”  The sneer was unworthy a man of his generous character, for the boasters had endured much for faint chances of success; and the smallness of the reinforcement which encouraged him to act shows either an extreme prudence on his part, or the narrow margin by which Quebec escaped.  He found the enemy busy with preparations for retreat, and upon his appearance they abandoned their camp.  Their forces on the two sides of the river being now separated by the enemy’s shipping, the Americans retired first to Sorel, where the Richelieu enters the St. Lawrence, and thence continued to fall back by gradual stages.  It was not until June 15th that Arnold quitted Montreal; and at the end of June the united force was still on the Canadian side of the present border line.  On the 3d of July it reached Crown Point, in a pitiable state from small-pox and destitution.