Chap. LIV.} 1775. Dec. |
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lay Macpherson, a youth, as spotless as the new-
fallen snow which was his winding sheet; full of genius for war, lovely in temper, honored by the affection and confidence of his chief; dear to the army, leaving not his like behind him. There, too, by his side, lay Richard Montgomery, on the spot where he fell.
At his death he was in the first month of his fortieth year.
He was tall and slender, well limbed, of a graceful address, and a strong and active frame.
He could endure fatigue, and all changes and severities of climate.
His judgment was cool, though he kindled in action, imparting confidence and sympathetic courage.
Never himself negligent of duty, never avoiding danger, discriminating and energetic, he had the power of conducting freemen by their voluntary love and esteem.
An experienced soldier, he was also well versed in letters, particularly in natural science.
In private life he was a good husband, brother, and son, an amiable and faithful friend.
The rectitude of his heart shone forth in his actions, which were habitually and unaffectedly directed by a nice moral sense.
He overcame difficulties which others shunned to encounter.
Foes and friends paid tribute to his worth.
The governor, lieutenant governor, and council of Quebec, and all the principal officers of the garrison, buried him and his aide-de-camp, Macpherson, with the honors of war.
At the news of his death ‘the whole city of Philadelphia was in tears; every person seemed to have lost his nearest relative or heart friend.’
Congress proclaimed for him ‘their grateful remembrance, profound respect, and high veneration; and desiring ’
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