when I have not a horse left to ride upon." [In German, as in
Latin, the original meaning of the word Ritter,
corresponding to
Eques, is merely a horseman.]
"That shall not be said," answered Montrose, dismounting; "I make
you a present of my own, which has been thought a good one; only,
I pray you, resume the duty you
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discharge so well."
With many acknowledgments, Sir Dugald mounted the steed so
liberally
bestowed upon him; and only beseeching his Excellency
to remember that MacEagh was under his safe-conduct, immediately
began to
execute the orders assigned to him, with great zeal and
alacrity.
"And you, Allan M'Aulay," said Montrose, addressing the
Highlander, who, leaning his sword-point on the ground, had
regarded the
ceremony of his antagonist's
knighthood" target="_blank" title="n.骑士的地位(资格)">
knighthood with a sneer
of
sullen scorn,--"you, who are superior to the ordinary men led
by the paltry motives of
plunder, and pay, and personal
distinction,--you, whose deep knowledge renders you so
valuable a
counsellor,--is it YOU whom I find striving with a man like
Dalgetty, for the
privilege of trampling the remains of life out
of so
contemptible an enemy as lies there? Come, my friend, I
have other work for you. This
victory, skilfully improved, shall
win Seaforth to our party. It is not disloyalty, but
despair of
the good cause, that has induced him to take arms against us.
These arms, in this moment of better augury, he may be brought to
unite with ours. I shall send my
gallant friend, Colonel Hay, to
him, from this very field of battle, but he must be united in
com
mission with a Highland gentleman of rank, befitting that of
Seaforth, and of talents and of influence such as may make an
impression upon him. You are not only in every respect the
fittest for this most important
mission, but, having no immediate
command, your presence may be more easily spared than that of a
Chief whose following is in the field. You know every pass and
glen in the Highlands, as well as the manners and customs of
every tribe. Go
therefore to Hay, on the right wing; he has
instructions, and expects you. You will find him with
Glenmorrison's men; be his guide, his
interpreter, and his
colleague."
Allan M'Aulay bent on the Marquis a dark and penetrating glance,
as if to
ascertain whether this sudden
mission was not conferred
for some
latent and unexplained purpose. But Montrose, skilful
in searching the motives of others, was an equal adept in
concealing his own. He considered it as of the last consequence,
in this moment of
enthusiasm and exalted
passion, to remove Allan
from the camp for a few days, that he might provide, as his
honour required, for the safety of those who had acted as his
guides, when he trusted the Seer's quarrel with Dalgetty might be
easily made up. Allan, at
parting, only recommended to the
Marquis the care of Sir Duncan Campbell, whom Montrose instantly
directed to be conveyed to a place of safety. He took the same
precaution for MacEagh, committing the latter, however, to a
party of the Irish, with directions that he should be taken care
of, but that no Highlander, of any clan, should have
access to
him.
The Marquis then mounted a led horse, which was held by one of
his attendants, and rode on to view the scene of his
victory,
which was more
decisive than even his
ardent hopes had
anticipated. Of Argyle's
gallant army of three thousand men,
fully one-half fell in the battle, or in the
flight. They had
been
chieflydriven back upon that part of the plain where the
river forms an angle with the lake, so that there was no free
opening either for
retreat or escape. Several hundreds were
forced into the lake and drowned. Of the survivors, about one-
half escaped by swimming the river, or by an early
flight along
the left bank of the lake. The
remainder threw themselves into
the old Castle of Inverlochy; but being without either provisions
or hopes of
relief, they were obliged to
surrender, on condition
of being suffered to return to their homes in peace. Arms,
ammunition, standards, and
baggage, all became the prey of the
conquerors.
This was the greatest
disaster that ever
befell the race of
Diarmid, as the Campbells were called in the Highlands; it being
generally remarked that they were as
fortunate in the issue of
their undertakings, as they were sagacious in planning, and
courageous in executing them. Of the number slain, nearly five
hundred were dunniwassels, or gentlemen claiming
descent from
known and respected houses. And, in the opinion of many of the
clan, even this heavy loss was exceeded by the
disgrace arising
from the inglorious conduct of their Chief, whose
galley weighed
anchor when the day was lost, and sailed down the lake with all
the speed to which sails and oars could impel her.
CHAPTER XX.
Faint the din of battle bray'd,
Distant down the hollow wind;
War and
terror fled before,
Wounds and death remain'd behind. PENROSE.
Montrose's splendid success over his powerful rival was not
attained without some loss, though not amounting to the tenth of
what he inflicted. The
obstinatevalour of the Campbells cost
the lives of many brave men of the opposite party; and more were
wounded, the Chief of whom was the brave young Earl of Menteith,
who had commanded the centre. He was but
slightly touched,
however, and made rather a
graceful than a terrible appearance
when he presented to his general the standard of Argyle, which he
had taken from the standard-bearer with his own hand, and slain
him in single
combat. Montrose
dearly loved his noble kinsman,
in whom there was
conspicuous a flash of the
generous,
romantic,
disinterested
chivalry of the old
heroic times, entirely
different from the
sordid, calculating, and
selfishcharacter,
which the practice of entertaining
mercenary troops had
introduced into most parts of Europe, and of which degeneracy
Scotland, which furnished soldiers of fortune for the service of
almost every nation, had been contaminated with a more than usual
share. Montrose, whose native spirit was
congenial, although
experience had taught him how to avail himself of the motives of
others, used to Menteith neither the language of praise nor of
promise, but clasped him to his bosom as he exclaimed, "My
gallant kinsman!" And by this burst of heartfelt
applause was
Menteith thrilled with a warmer glow of delight, than if his
praises had been recorded in a report of the action sent directly
to the
throne of his sovereign.
"Nothing," he said, "my lord, now seems to remain in which I can
render any
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assistance; permit me to look after a duty of
humanity--the Knight of Ardenvohr, as I am told, is our prisoner,
and
severely wounded."
"And well he deserves to be so," said Sir Dugald Dalgetty, who
came up to them at that moment with a
prodigiousaddition of
acquired importance, "since he shot my good horse at the time
that I was
offering him
honourable quarter, which, I must needs
say, was done more like an
ignorant Highland cateran, who has not
sense enough to erect a sconce for the
protection of his old
hurley-house of a castle, than like a soldier of worth and
quality."
"Are we to condole with you then," said Lord Menteith, "upon the
loss of the famed Gustavus?"
"Even so, my lord," answered the soldier, with a deep sigh, "DIEM
CLAUSIT SUPREMUM, as we said at the Mareschal-College of
Aberdeen. Better so than be smothered like a cadger's pony in
some flow-moss, or snow-wreath, which was like to be his fate if
this winter
campaign lasted longer. But it has pleased his
Excellency" (making an
inclination to Montrose) "to supply his
place by the gift of a noble steed, whom I have taken the freedom
to name 'LOYALTY'S REWARD,' in memory of this celebrated
occasion."
"I hope," said the Marquis, "you'll find Loyalty's Reward, since
you call him so, practised in all the duties of the field, --but
I must just hint to you, that at this time, in Scotland, loyalty