Pietas in patriam the life of His Excellency Sir William Phips, Knt. late Captain…

That Sir William Phips, and those with him, were Heretics, and Traitors to their King, and had taken up with that Usurper, the Prince of Orange, and had made a Revolution, which if it had not been made, New-England and the French had been all One; and that no other Answer was to be expected from him, but what should be from the Mouth of his Cannon.

That Sir William Phips, and those with him, were Hereticks, and Traitors to their King, and had taken up with that Ʋsurper, the Prince of Orange, and had made a Revolution, which if it had not been made, New-England and the French had been all One; and that no other Answer was to be expected from him, but what should be from the Mouth of his Cannon.

General Phips, now saw, that it must cost him Dry Blows, and that he must Roar his Persuasions out of the Mouths of Great Guns, to make himself Master of a City, which had certainly Surrendered it self unto him, if he had arrived but a little sooner, and Summoned it before the coming down of Count Frontenac with all his Forces, to command the oppressed People there, who would have been, many of them, gladder of coming under the English Government. Wherefore on the Seventh of October, the English, that were for the Land-Service, went on Board their lesser Vessels, in order to Land; among which there was a Bark, wherein was Captain Ephraim Savage, with sixty Men, ⟨p. 38⟩that ran a Ground upon the North-Shore, near two Miles from Quebec, and could not get off, but lay in the same Distress that Scaeva did, when the Britons poured in their Numbers upon the Bark, wherein he, with a few more Soldiers of Caesar's Army, were by the disadvantage of the Tide, left ashoar: The French, with Indians, that saw them lie there, came near, and Fired thick upon them, and were bravely Answered; and when two or three Hundred of the Enemy, at last planted a Field-Piece against the Bark, while the Wind blew so hard, that no help could be sent unto his Men, the General Advanced so far, as to Level two or three great Guns, conveniently enough to make the Assailants Fly; and when the Flood came, the Bark happily got off, without the hurt of one Man aboard. But so violent was the Storm of Wind all this Day, that it was not possible for them to Land, until the Eighth of October; when, the English counting every Hour to be a Week, until they were come to Battle, vigorously got ashoar, designing to enter the East-end of the City. The Small-Pox had got into the Eleet, by which Distemper prevailing, the number of Effective Men which now went ashoar, under the Command of Lieutenant General Walley, did not amount unto more than Fourteen Hundred; but Four Companies of these were drawn out as Forlorns, whom, on every side, the Enemy fired at; nevertheless, the English Rushing with a shout, at once upon them, caused them to Run, as fast as Legs could carry them: