"Poh, poh! taught their men the new exercise. -new exercise-new fiddlestick. If they are otherwise well disciplined, and will fight, that's all I shall require of them." Knox does not record his impressions of his new commander, which must have been disappointing. He called him afterwards a British Achilles; but in person at least Wolfe bore no likeness to the son of Peleus, for never was the soul of a hero cased in a frame so incongruous. His face, when seen in profile, was singular as that of the Great Condé. The forehead and chin receded; the nose, slightly upturned, formed with the other features the point of an obtuse triangle; the mouth was by no means shaped to express resolution; and nothing but the clear, bright, and piercing eye bespoke the spirit within. On his head he wore a black three-cornered hat; his red hair was tied in a queue behind; his narrow shoulders, slender body, and long, thin limbs were cased in a scarlet frock, with broad cuffs and ample skirts that reached the knee; while on his left arm he wore a band of crape in mourning for his father, of whose death he had heard a few days before. James Wolfe was in his thirty-third year. His father was an officer of distinction, Major-General Edward Wolfe, and he himself, a delicate and sensitive child, but an impetuous and somewhat headstrong youth, had served the King since the age of fifteen. From childhood he had dreamed of the army and the wars. At sixteen he was in Flanders, adjutant of his regiment, discharging the roached the knee; while on li a hand of crape in moun whose death he had her a few weys be Janes Wolfe way i te tarty-third g fathe was an oft er of distinction. T Edward Wolfe, nd he hima Mad sitive, child, but an impen als mewhat strong youth, had served the Kn of fifteen. Eom bibliood he .. ༢ ང སྒྲ་ ཞ was in P regimen, discha gone |