Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 10
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 10
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
young, wi' the fearfu assurance that they will conquer or dee. I think I
see that little company o' matrons and maidens retirin slowly frae the
scene o' confusion; while aye noo and then some kind-hearted youth, wha
convoys and comforts them, fa's oot frae the band, and rins back to the
ranks. Then they begin singin a hymn o' praise to the God o' battles,
wha is able to withstand the powerfu, and protect the oppressed; and
immediately--when the crack o' the guns and the clang o' the swords has
convinced them that the deadly wark is indeed begun--they are kneelin
doon on the grass, wi' their een turned up to heaven, and sabbin oot
wordless prayers for the success and the safety o' their freens; there
is that little band o' heroes, noo broken and driven back by superior
numbers, noo rallyin around their leader, and returnin to the charge wi'
a shout o' triumph that maks a' the hills ring; they are noo ance mair
repulsed, and nearly borne down by the heavy onset o' their mair skilfu
enemies--and, just as my heart begins to tremble for their sakes, I hear
the cheers o' a fresh reinforcement o' countrymen, and see their swords
brandishin owre the brae, as they rush down to the assistance o' their
freens, wha welcome them to the ranks wi' the inspirin war-cry o' the
party, 'God and oor country!' The bluidy persecutors are at last broken
and dispersed afore the irresistible charge o' the united _pawtriots_;
and, while they are scamperin frae the field wi' mony a toom saddle in
their train, the victors are busy, devoutly offerin up thanks to Heaven
for the battle they hae won.
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