KUINS OF . 391 morass that lie between it and the rocky hills, we dis¬ cover the walls, sloping glacis, and ruined bastions. These are, in most places, covered with a turf of grass and moss; and the wide broken gaps, which were blown open by gunpowder, remind us of the destruction of these regular and formidable works of defence. The remains of all the batteries, and the foundations of many of the public buildings, the stockades, and, in calm weather, the sunken ships of war, are still to be seen. The strong and capacious magazines, in which were once deposited vast stores of military combusti¬ bles, are still nearly entire, but almost hidden by the accumulation of earth and turf. They afford, at the same time, warm and safe shelter for the flocks of sheep that now feed on the site of , and whose tracks lead us to the entrance of these case¬ ments. Between the site of a battery on the extreme point, and a pond in front of the rviins of Maurepas bas¬ tion, may be traced the burying-ground; in which repose the ashes of many a courageous and distin¬ guished French officer, mingled with those of the brave troops and sailors who fell in defending Louis¬ burg against two formidable sieges. Here also have been laid the remains of the priest, friar, and civilian, together with those of the pious nun, fashionable lady, and the humble wife of the fisherman. On treading over the grounds of , that mind must be indeed cold, and little to be envied, which does not feel the full force of the observations