They dealt with us as brethren, they mourned for Farmer dead,
And as the wounded captives passed each Breton bowed the head.
Then spoke the French lieutenant:
"'Twas the fire that won, not we.
You never struck your flag to _us_; You'll go to England free."[41]

'Twas the sixth day of October, seventeen hundred seventy-nine,
A year when nations ventured against us to combine,
_Quebec_ was burned and Farmer slain, by us remembered not;
But thanks be to the French book wherein they're not forgot.

And you, if you've got to fight the French, my youngster, bear in
mind
Those seamen of King Louis so chivalrous and kind;
Think of the Breton gentlemen who took our lads to Brest,
And treat some rescued Breton as a comrade and a guest.


But in all our stories, in order to produce desired effects we must
refrain from holding, as Burroughs says, "a brief for either side,"
and we must let the people in the story be judged by their deeds and
leave the decision of the children free in this matter.[42]

In a review of Ladd's "Psychology" in the _Academy_, we find a
passage which refers as much to the story as to the novel:

"The psychological novelist girds up his loins and sets himself to
write little essays on each of his characters. If he have the gift of
the thing he may analyze motives with a subtlety which is more than