Origins of the 'Forty-five : $b and other papers relating to that rising
History
Origins of the 'Forty-five : $b and other papers relating to that rising
Jacobite Rebellion, 1745-1746
I shall now proceed to give account in what manner we were ranged in
battle-array. The brave McDonalds, who till then had led the van,
and behaved at all times with great courage and bravery, were now
displaced, and made to give way, at the pleasure of Lord George Murray,
to the Athol men, whom he commanded. The rest of the front line was
composed of Highlanders: the second, of Lowlanders and French, with
four pieces of cannon at each wing: and in the rear was the Prince
attended by all the horse, and some foot. In this manner were we drawn
up--four thousand men to fight eleven thousand. The enemy being by
this time in full view, we began to huzza and bravado them in their
march upon us, who were extended from right to left in battle-array, it
being upon a common. But, notwithstanding all our repeated shouts, we
could not induce them to return one: on the contrary, they continued
proceeding, like a deep sullen river; while the Prince’s army might be
compared to a streamlet running among stones, whose noise sufficiently
shewed its shallowness. The Prince, the Duke of Perth, the Earl of
Kilmarnock, Lord Ogilvy, and several other Highland and Lowland Chiefs,
rode from rank to rank, animating and encouraging the soldiers by
well-adapted harangues.
The battle being now begun, the whole fury of the enemy’s Artillery
seemed to be directed against us in the rear; as if they had noticed
where the Prince was. By the first cannon shot, his servant, scarcely
thirty yards behind him, was killed; which made some about the Prince
desire, that he would be pleased to retire a little off: but this he
refused to do, till seeing the imminent danger from the number of balls
that fell about him, he was by the earnest entreaties of his friends
forced to retire a little, attended only by Lord Balmerino’s corps.
Frequent looks and turns the Prince made, to see how his men behaved:
but alas! our hopes were very slender, from the continual fire of
musketry that was kept up upon them from right to left. We had not
proceeded far, when I was ordered back, lest the sight of my standard
going off, might induce others to follow. In returning, various
thoughts passed my soul, and filled by turns my breast with grief for
quitting my dear Prince, now hopes of victory, then fear of losing--the
miserable situation the poor loyalists would again be reduced to--and
what we had to expect if we left the field alive: these thoughts, I
say, strangely wrought upon me, till, coming to the place I was on
before, and seeing it covered with the dead bodies of many of the
Hussars who at the time of our leaving had occupied it, I pressed on,
resolving to kill or be killed. Some few accompanied my standard, but
soon left it. At this time, many of ours from right to left were giving
way and soon the battle appeared to be irretrievably lost. The enemy,
after we had almost passed the two ranks, flanking and galling us with
their continual fire, forced us at last back, broke our first line, and
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