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practice; you know your duty; self-defence is always lawful. But the enemy approaches," He raised his eyes to heaven and uttered a prayer-brief and emphatic-like the prayer of Richard Camcron, "Lord, spare the green, and take the ripe.".

The officers collected their men, and placed themselves each at the head of those of his own district. Sir Robert Hamilton placed the foot in the centre, in three ranks. A company of horse, well armed and mounted was placed on the left; and a small squadron also on the left. These were drawn back, and they occupied the more solid ground; as well with a view to have a more solid footing, as to arrest any flanking party that might take them on the wings. A deep morass lay between us and the ground of the enemy. Our aged men, or females and children retired; but they retired slowly. They had the hearts and the courage of the female and children in those days of intense religious feeling and of suffcring. They manefested more concern for the fate of relatives, for the fate of the church than for their own personal safety. As Claverhouse descended the opposite mountain, they retired to the rising ground in the rear of our host. The aged men walked with their bonnets in hand. Their long grey hairs waving to the breeze. They sang a chcering psalm. The music was that of the wcll-known tune of "The Martyrs;" and the sentiment breathed defianee.-The music floated down on the wind,-our men gave them three cheers as they fell into their ranks. Never did I witness such animation in the looks of men. For me, my spouse and my little children were in the rear. My native plains, and the halls of my father, far below, in the deal of Aven(illegible text) were in full view from the heights which we occupied. My country seemed to raise her voice--the bleeding church seemed to wail aloud. 'And these,' I said, as Clavers and his troops winded slowly down the dark mountain's side, 'these are the unworthy slaves, and bloody executioners, by which the tyrant completes our miseries.'