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had unfurled the standard. It was born off the field flying at the sword's point. But that honour cost me much. I was assailed by three fierce dragoons; five followed close in the rear. I called to Paton, in a moment he was by my side. I threw the standard to the General, and we rushed on the foe. They fell beneath our swords; but my faithful steed, which has carried me through all my dangers was mortally wounded. He fell. I was thrown in among the fallen enemy. I fainted. I opened my eyes on misery. I found myself in the presence of Monmonth--a prisoner--with other wretched creatures, awaiting, in awful suspense, their ultimate destiny. ****
W. C. B.
LONG CREDIT.
Soon after the battle of Preston, two Highlanders, in roaming through the south of Mid-Lothian, entered the farm-house of Swanston, near the Pentland Hills, where they found no one at home but an old woman. They immediately proceeded to search the house, and soon finding a web of coarse home-spun cloth, made no scruple to unroll and cut off as much as they thought would make a coat to each. The woman was exceedingly incenced at their rapacity, roared and cried, and even had the hardihood to invoke divine vengeance upon their heads. "Ye villains!" she cried, "ye'll ha'e to account for this yet!"--"And when will we pe account for't?" asked one of the Highlanders.--"At the last day, ye blackguards!" exclaimed the woman. "Ta last tay!" replied the Highlander: "Tat pe good long credit--we'll e'en pe tak a waistcoat too!" at the same time cutting off a few additional yards of the cloth.
DEATH OF A WATCH.
After the battle of Falkirk, in 1746, a Highlandman was observed extracting a gold watch from the fob of
