Hard crab-tree and old iron rang.
Hudibras.
Cornet Richard Grahame descended2 the hill, bearing in his hand the extempore flag of truce3, and making his managed horse keep time by bounds and curvets to the tune4 which he whistled. The trumpeter followed. Five or six horsemen, having something the appearance of officers, detached themselves from each flank of the Presbyterian army, and, meeting in the centre, approached the ditch which divided the hollow as near as the morass5 would permit. Towards this group, but keeping the opposite side of the swamp, Cornet Grahame directed his horse, his motions being now the conspicuous6 object of attention to both armies; and, without disparagement7 to the courage of either, it is probable there was a general wish on both sides that this embassy might save the risks and bloodshed of the impending8 conflict.
When he had arrived right opposite to those, who, by their advancing to receive his message, seemed to take upon themselves as the leaders of the enemy, Cornet Grahame commanded his trumpeter to sound a parley9. The insurgents10 having no instrument of martial12 music wherewith to make the appropriate reply, one of their number called out with a loud, strong voice, demanding to know why he approached their leaguer.
“To summon you in the King’s name, and in that of Colonel John Grahame of Claverhouse, specially14 commissioned by the right honourable15 Privy16 Council of Scotland,” answered the Cornet, “to lay down your arms, and dismiss the followers17 whom ye have led into rebellion, contrary to the laws of God, of the King, and of the country.”
“Return to them that sent thee,” said the insurgent11 leader, “and tell them that we are this day in arms for a broken Covenant18 and a persecuted19 Kirk; tell them that we renounce20 the licentious21 and perjured22 Charles Stewart, whom you call king, even as he renounced23 the Covenant, after having once and again sworn to prosecute24 to the utmost of his power all the ends thereof, really, constantly, and sincerely, all the days of his life, having no enemies but the enemies of the Covenant, and no friends but its friends. Whereas, far from keeping the oath he had called God and angels to witness, his first step, after his incoming into these kingdoms, was the fearful grasping at the prerogative25 of the Almighty26, by that hideous27 Act of Supremacy28, together with his expulsing, without summons, libel, or process of law, hundreds of famous faithful preachers, thereby29 wringing30 the bread of life out of the mouth of hungry, poor creatures, and forcibly cramming31 their throats with the lifeless, saltless, foisonless, lukewarm drammock of the fourteen false prelates, and their sycophantic32, formal, carnal, scandalous creature-curates.”
“I did not come to hear you preach,” answered the officer, “but to know, in one word, if you will disperse33 yourselves, on condition of a free pardon to all but the murderers of the late Archbishop of St Andrews; or whether you will abide34 the attack of his majesty’s forces, which will instantly advance upon you.”
“In one word, then,” answered the spokesman, “we are here with our swords on our thighs35, as men that watch in the night. We will take one part and portion together, as brethren in righteousness. Whosoever assails36 us in our good cause, his blood be on his own head. So return to them that sent thee, and God give them and thee a sight of the evil of your ways!”
“Is not your name,” said the Cornet, who began to recollect37 having seen the person whom he was now speaking with, “John Balfour of Burley?”
“And if it be,” said the spokesman, “hast thou aught to say against it?”
“Only,” said the Cornet, “that, as you are excluded from pardon in the name of the King and of my commanding officer, it is to these country people, and not to you, that I offer it; and it is not with you, or such as you, that I am sent to treat.”
“Thou art a young soldier, friend,” said Burley, “and scant38 well learned in thy trade, or thou wouldst know that the bearer of a flag of truce cannot treat with the army but through their officers; and that if he presume to do otherwise, he forfeits39 his safe conduct.”
While speaking these words, Burley unslung his carabine, and held it in readiness.
“I am not to be intimidated40 from the discharge of my duty by the menaces of a murderer,” said Cornet Grahame. —“Hear me, good people; I proclaim, in the name of the King and of my commanding officer, full and free pardon to all, excepting”—
“I give thee fair warning,” said Burley, presenting his piece.
“A free pardon to all,” continued the young officer, still addressing the body of the insurgents —“to all but”—
“Then the Lord grant grace to thy soul — amen!” said Burley.
With these words he fired, and Cornet Richard Grahame dropped from his horse. The shot was mortal. The unfortunate young gentleman had only strength to turn himself on the ground and mutter forth41, “My poor mother!” when life forsook42 him in the effort. His startled horse fled back to the regiment43 at the gallop44, as did his scarce less affrighted attendant.
“What have you done?” said one of Balfour’s brother officers.
“My duty,” said Balfour, firmly. “Is it not written, Thou shalt be zealous45 even to slaying46? Let those, who dare, now venture to speak of truce or pardon!”
Claverhouse saw his nephew fall. He turned his eye on Evandale, while a transitory glance of indescribable emotion disturbed, for a second’s space, the serenity47 of his features, and briefly48 said, “You see the event.”
“I will avenge49 him, or die!” exclaimed Evandale; and, putting his horse into motion, rode furiously down the hill, followed by his own troop, and that of the deceased Cornet, which broke down without orders; and, each striving to be the foremost to revenge their young officer, their ranks soon fell into confusion. These forces formed the first line of the royalists. It was in vain that Claverhouse exclaimed, “Halt! halt! this rashness will undo50 us.” It was all that he could accomplish, by galloping51 along the second line, entreating52, commanding, and even menacing the men with his sword, that he could restrain them from following an example so contagious53.
“Allan,” he said, as soon as he had rendered the men in some degree more steady, “lead them slowly down the hill to support Lord Evandale, who is about to need it very much. — Bothwell, thou art a cool and a daring fellow”—
“Ay,” muttered Bothwell, “you can remember that in a moment like this.”
“Lead ten file up the hollow to the right,” continued his commanding officer, “and try every means to get through the bog55; then form and charge the rebels in flank and rear, while they are engaged with us in front.”
Bothwell made a signal of intelligence and obedience56, and moved off with his party at a rapid pace.
Meantime, the disaster which Claverhouse had apprehended57, did not fail to take place. The troopers, who, with Lord Evandale, had rushed down upon the enemy, soon found their disorderly career interrupted by the impracticable character of the ground. Some stuck fast in the morass as they attempted to struggle through, some recoiled59 from the attempt and remained on the brink61, others dispersed62 to seek a more favourable63 place to pass the swamp. In the midst of this confusion, the first line of the enemy, of which the foremost rank knelt, the second stooped, and the third stood upright, poured in a close and destructive fire that emptied at least a score of saddles, and increased tenfold the disorder58 into which the horsemen had fallen. Lord Evandale, in the meantime, at the head of a very few well-mounted men, had been able to clear the ditch, but was no sooner across than he was charged by the left body of the enemy’s cavalry64, who, encouraged by the small number of opponents that had made their way through the broken ground, set upon them with the utmost fury, crying, “Woe65, woe to the uncircumcised Philistines66! down with Dagon and all his adherents67!”
The young nobleman fought like a lion; but most of his followers were killed, and he himself could not have escaped the same fate but for a heavy fire of carabines, which Claverhouse, who had now advanced with the second line near to the ditch, poured so effectually upon the enemy, that both horse and foot for a moment began to shrink, and Lord Evandale, disengaged from his unequal combat, and finding himself nearly alone, took the opportunity to effect his retreat through the morass. But notwithstanding the loss they had sustained by Claverhouse’s first fire, the insurgents became soon aware that the advantage of numbers and of position were so decidedly theirs, that, if they could but persist in making a brief but resolute69 defence, the Life-Guards must necessarily be defeated. Their leaders flew through their ranks, exhorting70 them to stand firm, and pointing out how efficacious their fire must be where both men and horse were exposed to it; for the troopers, according to custom, fired without having dismounted. Claverhouse, more than once, when he perceived his best men dropping by a fire which they could not effectually return, made desperate efforts to pass the bog at various points, and renew the battle on firm ground and fiercer terms. But the close fire of the insurgents, joined to the natural difficulties of the pass, foiled his attempts in every point.
“We must retreat,” he said to Evandale, “unless Bothwell can effect a diversion in our favour. In the meantime, draw the men out of fire, and leave skirmishers behind these patches of alderbushes to keep the enemy in check.”
These directions being accomplished71, the appearance of Bothwell with his party was earnestly expected. But Bothwell had his own disadvantages to struggle with. His detour72 to the right had not escaped the penetrating73 observation of Burley, who made a corresponding movement with the left wing of the mounted insurgents, so that when Bothwell, after riding a considerable way up the valley, found a place at which the bog could be passed, though with some difficulty, he perceived he was still in front of a superior enemy. His daring character was in no degree checked by this unexpected opposition74.
“Follow me, my lads!” he called to his men; “never let it be said that we turned our backs before these canting roundheads!”
With that, as if inspired by the spirit of his ancestors, he shouted, “Bothwell! Bothwell!” and throwing himself into the morass, he struggled through it at the head of his party, and attacked that of Burley with such fury, that he drove them back above a pistol-shot, killing75 three men with his own hand. Burley, perceiving the consequences of a defeat on this point, and that his men, though more numerous, were unequal to the regulars in using their arms and managing their horses, threw himself across Bothwell’s way, and attacked him hand to hand. Each of the combatants was considered as the champion of his respective party, and a result ensued more usual in romance than in real story. Their followers, on either side, instantly paused, and looked on as if the fate of the day were to be decided68 by the event of the combat between these two redoubted swordsmen. The combatants themselves seemed of the same opinion; for, after two or three eager cuts and pushes had been exchanged, they paused, as if by joint76 consent, to recover the breath which preceding exertions77 had exhausted78, and to prepare for a duel79 in which each seemed conscious he had met his match.
“You are the murdering villain80, Burley,” said Bothwell, griping his sword firmly, and setting his teeth close —“you escaped me once, but”—(he swore an oath too tremendous to be written down)—“thy head is worth its weight of silver, and it shall go home at my saddle-bow, or my saddle shall go home empty for me.”
“Yes,” replied Burley, with stern and gloomy deliberation, “I am that John Balfour, who promised to lay thy head where thou shouldst never lift it again; and God do so unto me, and more also, if I do not redeem81 my word!”
“Then a bed of heather, or a thousand merks!” said Bothwell, striking at Burley with his full force.
“The sword of the Lord and of Gideon!” answered Balfour, as he parried and returned the blow.
There have seldom met two combatants more equally matched in strength of body, skill in the management of their weapons and horses, determined82 courage, and unrelenting hostility83. After exchanging many desperate blows, each receiving and inflicting84 several wounds, though of no great consequence, they grappled together as if with the desperate impatience85 of mortal hate, and Bothwell, seizing his enemy by the shoulder-belt, while the grasp of Balfour was upon his own collar, they came headlong to the ground. The companions of Burley hastened to his assistance, but were repelled86 by the dragoons, and the battle became again general. But nothing could withdraw the attention of the combatants from each other, or induce them to unclose the deadly clasp in which they rolled together on the ground, tearing, struggling, and foaming87, with the inveteracy88 of thorough-bred bull-dogs.
Several horses passed over them in the melee89 without their quitting hold of each other, until the sword-arm of Bothwell was broken by the kick of a charger. He then relinquished90 his grasp with a deep and suppressed groan91, and both combatants started to their feet. Bothwell’s right hand dropped helpless by his side, but his left griped to the place where his dagger92 hung; it had escaped from the sheath in the struggle — and, with a look of mingled93 rage and despair, he stood totally defenceless, as Balfour, with a laugh of savage94 joy, flourished his sword aloft, and then passed it through his adversary’s body. Bothwell received the thrust without falling — it had only grazed on his ribs95. He attempted no farther defence, but, looking at Burley with a grin of deadly hatred96, exclaimed —“Base peasant churl97, thou hast spilt the blood of a line of kings!”
“Die, wretch98! — die!” said Balfour, redoubling the thrust with better aim; and, setting his foot on Bothwell’s body as he fell, he a third time transfixed him with his sword. —“Die, bloodthirsty dog! die as thou hast lived! — die, like the beasts that perish — hoping nothing — believing nothing —”
“And fearing nothing!” said Bothwell, collecting the last effort of respiration99 to utter these desperate words, and expiring as soon as they were spoken.
To catch a stray horse by the bridle100, throw himself upon it, and rush to the assistance of his followers, was, with Burley, the affair of a moment. And as the fall of Bothwell had given to the insurgents all the courage of which it had deprived his comrades, the issue of this partial contest did not remain long undecided. Several soldiers were slain101, the rest driven back over the morass and dispersed, and the victorious102 Burley, with his party, crossed it in their turn, to direct against Claverhouse the very manoeuvre103 which he had instructed Bothwell to execute. He now put his troop in order, with the view of attacking the right wing of the royalists; and, sending news of his success to the main body, exhorted104 them, in the name of Heaven, to cross the marsh105, and work out the glorious work of the Lord by a general attack upon the enemy.
Meanwhile, Claverhouse, who had in some degree remedied the confusion occasioned by the first irregular and unsuccessful attack, and reduced the combat in front to a distant skirmish with firearms, chiefly maintained by some dismounted troopers whom he had posted behind the cover of the shrub-by copses of alders106, which in some places covered the edge of the morass, and whose close, cool, and well-aimed fire greatly annoyed the enemy, and concealed107 their own deficiency of numbers — Claverhouse, while he maintained the contest in this manner, still expecting that a diversion by Bothwell and his party might facilitate a general attack, was accosted108 by one of the dragoons, whose bloody109 face and jaded110 horse bore witness he was come from hard service.
“What is the matter, Halliday?” said Claverhouse, for he knew every man in his regiment by name —“Where is Bothwell?”
“Bothwell is down,” replied Halliday, “and many a pretty fellow with him.”
“Then the king,” said Claverhouse, with his usual composure, “has lost a stout soldier. — The enemy have passed the marsh, I suppose?”
“With a strong body of horse, commanded by the devil incarnate111 that killed Bothwell,” answered the terrified soldier.
“Hush112! hush!” said Claverhouse, putting his finger on his lips, “not a word to any one but me. — Lord Evandale, we must retreat. The fates will have it so. Draw together the men that are dispersed in the skirmishing work. Let Allan form the regiment, and do you two retreat up the hill in two bodies, each halting alternately as the other falls back. I’ll keep the rogues113 in check with the rear-guard, making a stand and facing from time to time. They will be over the ditch presently, for I see their whole line in motion and preparing to cross; therefore lose no time.”
“Where is Bothwell with his party?” said Lord Evandale, astonished at the coolness of his commander.
“Fairly disposed of,” said Claverhouse, in his ear —“the king has lost a servant, and the devil has got one. But away to business, Evandale — ply13 your spurs and get the men together. Allan and you must keep them steady. This retreating is new work for us all; but our turn will come round another day.”
Evandale and Allan betook themselves to their task; but ere they had arranged the regiment for the purpose of retreating in two alternate bodies, a considerable number of the enemy had crossed the marsh. Claverhouse, who had retained immediately around his person a few of his most active and tried men, charged those who had crossed in person, while they were yet disordered by the broken ground. Some they killed, others they repulsed114 into the morass, and checked the whole so as to enable the main body, now greatly diminished, as well as disheartened by the loss they had sustained, to commence their retreat up the hill.
But the enemy’s van being soon reinforced and supported, compelled Claverhouse to follow his troops. Never did man, however, better maintain the character of a soldier than he did that day. Conspicuous by his black horse and white feather, he was first in the repeated charges which he made at every favourable opportunity, to arrest the progress of the pursuers, and to cover the retreat of his regiment. The object of aim to every one, he seemed as if he were impassive to their shot. The superstitious115 fanatics116, who looked upon him as a man gifted by the Evil Spirit with supernatural means of defence, averred117 that they saw the bullets recoil60 from his jack-boots and buff-coat like hailstones from a rock of granite118, as he galloped119 to and fro amid the storm of the battle. Many a whig that day loaded his musket120 with a dollar cut into slugs, in order that a silver bullet (such was their belief) might bring down the persecutor121 of the holy kirk, on whom lead had no power.
“Try him with the cold steel,” was the cry at every renewed charge —“powder is wasted on him. Ye might as weel shoot at the Auld122 Enemy himsell.” 22
But though this was loudly shouted, yet the awe123 on the insurgents’ minds was such, that they gave way before Claverhouse as before a supernatural being, and few men ventured to cross swords with him. Still, however, he was fighting in retreat, and with all the disadvantages attending that movement. The soldiers behind him, as they beheld124 the increasing number of enemies who poured over the morass, became unsteady; and, at every successive movement, Major Allan and Lord Evandale found it more and more difficult to bring them to halt and form line regularly, while, on the other hand, their motions in the act of retreating became, by degrees, much more rapid than was consistent with good order. As the retiring soldiers approached nearer to the top of the ridge125, from which in so luckless an hour they had descended, the panic began to increase. Every one became impatient to place the brow of the hill between him and the continued fire of the pursuers; nor could any individual think it reasonable that he should be the last in the retreat, and thus sacrifice his own safety for that of others. In this mood, several troopers set spurs to their horses and fled outright126, and the others became so unsteady in their movements and formations, that their officers every moment feared they would follow the same example.
Amid this scene of blood and confusion, the trampling127 of the horses, the groans128 of the wounded, the continued fire of the enemy, which fell in a succession of unintermitted musketry, while loud shouts accompanied each bullet which the fall of a trooper showed to have been successfully aimed — amid all the terrors and disorders129 of such a scene, and when it was dubious130 how soon they might be totally deserted131 by their dispirited soldiery, Evandale could not forbear remarking the composure of his commanding officer. Not at Lady Margaret’s breakfast-table that morning did his eye appear more lively, or his demeanour more composed. He had closed up to Evandale for the purpose of giving some orders, and picking out a few men to reinforce his rear-guard.
“If this bout54 lasts five minutes longer,” he said, in a whisper, “our rogues will leave you, my lord, old Allan, and myself, the honour of fighting this battle with our own hands. I must do something to disperse the musketeers who annoy them so hard, or we shall be all shamed. Don’t attempt to succour me if you see me go down, but keep at the head of your men; get off as you can, in God’s name, and tell the king and the council I died in my duty!”
So saying, and commanding about twenty stout men to follow him, he gave, with this small body, a charge so desperate and unexpected, that he drove the foremost of the pursuers back to some distance. In the confusion of the assault he singled out Burley, and, desirous to strike terror into his followers, he dealt him so severe a blow on the head, as cut through his steel head-piece, and threw him from his horse, stunned132 for the moment, though unwounded. A wonderful thing it was afterwards thought, that one so powerful as Balfour should have sunk under the blow of a man, to appearance so slightly made as Claverhouse; and the vulgar, of course, set down to supernatural aid the effect of that energy, which a determined spirit can give to a feebler arm. Claverhouse had, in this last charge, however, involved himself too deeply among the insurgents, and was fairly surrounded.
Lord Evandale saw the danger of his commander, his body of dragoons being then halted, while that commanded by Allan was in the act of retreating. Regardless of Claverhouse’s disinterested133 command to the contrary, he ordered the party which he headed to charge down hill and extricate134 their Colonel. Some advanced with him — most halted and stood uncertain — many ran away. With those who followed Evandale, he disengaged Claverhouse. His assistance just came in time, for a rustic135 had wounded his horse in a most ghastly manner by the blow of a scythe136, and was about to repeat the stroke when Lord Evandale cut him down. As they got out of the press, they looked round them. Allan’s division had ridden clear over the hill, that officer’s authority having proved altogether unequal to halt them. Evandale’s troop was scattered137 and in total confusion.
“What is to be done, Colonel?” said Lord Evandale.
“We are the last men in the field, I think,” said Claverhouse; “and when men fight as long as they can, there is no shame in flying. Hector himself would say, ‘Devil take the hindmost,’ when there are but twenty against a thousand. — Save yourselves, my lads, and rally as soon as you can. — Come, my lord, we must e’en ride for it.”
So saying, he put spurs to his wounded horse; and the generous animal, as if conscious that the life of his rider depended on his exertions, pressed forward with speed, unabated either by pain or loss of blood. 23
A few officers and soldiers followed him, but in a very irregular and tumultuary manner. The flight of Claverhouse was the signal for all the stragglers, who yet offered desultory138 resistance, to fly as fast as they could, and yield up the field of battle to the victorious insurgents.
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