Philip Rollo; or, the Scottish Musketeers, Vol. 1 (of 2)Grant, James
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Philip Rollo; or, the Scottish Musketeers, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Grant, James
Thirty Years' War, 1618-1648 -- Fiction
Trusting to those supplies which were promised to him from every part
of Reformed Christendom, he had attended the convocation of the Saxon
states, held at Lauenburg, in March, 1625, where he entered into a
league with the rich burghers who inhabited the free cities of the
circle, and was chosen Captain-General of the confederate army, which
was to muster in the duchy of Holstein. From thence, with 25,000
Danes, Scots, and Germans, he crossed the Elbe, and was joined at the
Weser by 7000 Saxons.
Under Tilly, the forces of the Catholic league hovered on the
opposite bank; while Wallenstein, attacking Count Mansfeldt at
Dessau, cut to pieces 10,000 Protestants, and received the title of
Prince of Friedland. Mansfeldt died of a broken heart. Duke
Christian died soon after; and thus the Danish monarch was left alone
to cope with the two greatest generals the empire ever possessed.
One town after another became their prey, and at a decisive battle
fought near the castle and village of Lütter in Barenberg, the Danes
and their Scottish allies were defeated by the Catholics, with the
loss of sixty standards, their whole artillery, many officers of
distinction, and four thousand men, who were left dead upon the field.
This was on the 27th August, 1626, a full month before we sailed from
Cromartie. This severe blow at Lütter compelled Christian to retreat
to Stade, in the duchy of Bremen, and to that place we supposed Sir
Donald would march the small portion he commanded, of the quota sent
by our mother Caledonia to the German war.
After an easy voyage of five days, during which the _Unicorn_ and
_Crown Royal_ never lost sight of each other, on the 15th of October
we entered the broad bosom of the Elbe; and, just as the hazy sun was
setting, dropped our anchors in the mud, opposite Glückstadt, a
little city on the northern or right bank of the river.
The spire of the great church, and the cannon on the ramparts, were
shining in the last rays of the sun, and the many trees which
encircled the fortifications gave a pleasant aspect to the place.
The harbour is large, and at the end of the canal which ran from it
into the town, there was a large tower built on piles of oak,
encircled by platforms having batteries of cannon to command the
Elbe. This tower has long since disappeared. Our cannon saluted the
Danish cross which was flying on the wooden tower, the cannon of
which replied by a salute of forty pieces to our double flags; for,
according to the order of his majesty James VI., issued in 1606, we
carried the interlaced crosses of St. Andrew and St. George at our
main-masthead, and the Scottish ensign on the colour staff at our
stern. Soon after we anchored, Sir David Drummond (a cavalier of the
house of Meedhope), who commanded two thousand Danish foot in the
city, came off in a gay pinnace to bid us welcome, and pay his
respects to our colonel, the great Sir Donald Mackay of Farr and
Strathnaver.
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