The song rose from the assembled regiments in Louisbourg as Fraser’s Highlanders filed into the transports that would carry them to New York.
‘Come, each death-doing dog who dares venture his neck,
‘Come, each death-doing dog who dares venture his neck,Come follow the hero that goes to Quebec
Come follow the hero that goes to QuebecAnd ye that love fighting shall soon have enough
And ye that love fighting shall soon have enoughWolfe commands us, my boys, we shall give them hot stuff.’
Wolfe commands us, my boys, we shall give them hot stuff.’MacKim smiled. After the siege, he could consider himself as a veteran, although he knew the fighting had been mild in comparison with the great battles fought in Europe. “Who wrote that little ditty?”
“A fellow named Ned Botwood, a Grenadier ser
