William Wood, The Passing of New France : a Chronicle of Montcalm (1915)
“ Montcalm himself took the centre, straight in the enemy's way. As he looked round, for the last time, and saw how steadily that long, white, three-deep, zigzag line was standing at its post of danger, with the blue Royal Roussillon in the middle, and the grenadiers drawn up in handy bodies just behind, ready to rush to the first weak spot, he thrilled with the pride of the soldier born who has an army fit to follow him. All round the far side of the clearing the blue rangers were running, stooping, slinking forward, and increasing in numbers every second. ”
