THE sun was rising from the
eastern hills, when the victorious group re-entered the mountain-glen
where their families lay. The cheerful sounds of their bugles aroused the
sleepers from their caves; and many were the gratulations and embraces
which welcomed the warriors to affection and repose.
Wallace, while he threw
himself along a bed of purple heath, gathered for him by many a busy
female hand, listened with a calmed mind to the fond inquiries of Halbert;
who, awakened by the first blast of the horn, had started from his shelter
and hastened to hail the safe return of his master. While his faithful
followers retired each to the bosom of his rejoicing family, the fugitive
chief of Ellerslie remained alone with the old man, and recounted to him
the success of his enterprise, and the double injuries he had avenged.
"The assassin," continued he, "has paid with his life for
his inexpiable crime. He is slain and with him several of Edward’s
garrison. My vengeance may be appeased; but what, O Halbert, can bring
redress to my widowed heart? All is lost to me: I have now nothing to do
with this world but as I may be the instrument of good to others! The
Scottish sword has now been redrawn against our foes; and with the
blessing of Heaven, I swear it shall not be sheathed till Scotland be rid
of the tyranny which has slain my happiness! This night my gallant Scots
have sworn to accomplish my vow, and death or liberty must be the future
fate of Wallace and his friends."
At these words tears ran
down the cheeks of the venerable harper. "Alas! my too brave
master," exclaimed he, "what is it you would do? Why rush upon
certain destruction? For the sake of her memory whom you deplore; in pity
to the worthy Earl of Mar, who will arraign himself as the cause of all
these calamities, and of your death, should you fall, retract this
"No, my good Halbert,"
returned Wallace, "I am neither desperate nor inefficient; and you,
faithful creature, shall have no cause to mourn this night’s resolution.
Go to Lord Mar and tell him what are my resolves. I have nothing now that
binds me to life but my country; and henceforth she shall be to me as
mistress, wife, and child. Would you deprive me of this tie, Halbert?
Would you, by persuading me to resign my interest in her, devote me to a
hermit’s seclusion amongst these rocks? for I will never again appear in
the tracks of men if it be not as the defender of her rights."
But where, my master, shall
we find you, should the Earl choose to join you with his followers?"
"In this wilderness, whence I
shall not remove rashly. My purpose is to save my countrymen, not to
sacrifice them in needless dangers."
Halbert, oppressed with
sorrow at the images his foreboding heart drew of the direful scenes in
which his beloved master had pledged himself to become the leader, bowed
his head with submission, and leaving Wallace to his rest, retired to the
mouth of the cavern to weep alone.
It was noon before the
chief awaked from the death-like sleep into which kind nature had plunged
his long-harassed senses. He opened his eyes languidly, and when the sight
of his rocky apartment forced on him the recollection of all his miseries,
he uttered a deep groan. That sad sound, so different from the jocund
voice with which Wallace used to issue from his rest, struck on the heart
of Halbert: he drew near his master to receive his last commands for
Bothwell. "On my knees," added he," will I implore the Earl
to send you succours."
"He needs not prayers
for that," returned Wallace; "but depart, dear, worthy Halbert;
it will comfort me to know you are in safety, and whithersoever you go you
carry my thanks and blessings with you."
Old age opens the fountain
of tears; Halbert’s flowed profusely, and bathed his master’s hand.
Could Wallace have wept it would have been then; but that gentle emollient
of grief was denied to him, and with a voice of assumed cheerfulness he
renewed his efforts to encourage his desponding servant. Half persuaded
that a superior Being did indeed call his beloved master to some
extraordinary exertions for Scotland, Halbert bade him an anxious
farewell, and then withdrew to commit him to the fidelity of the
companions of his destiny. A few of them led the old man on his way, as
far as the western declivity of the hills, and then bidding him good
speed, he took the remainder of his journey alone.
After traversing many a
weary mile, between Cartlane craigs and Bothwell castle, he reached the
valley in which that fortress stands; and calling to the warder at its
gates that he came from Sir William Wallace, was immediately admitted, and
conducted into the castle.
was led by a servant into a spacious chamber, where the Earl lay upon a
couch. A lady, richly habited, and in the bloom of life, sat at his head.
Another, much younger, and of resplendent beauty, knelt at his feet, with
a salver of medicinal cordials in her hand. The Lady Marion’s loveliness
had been that of a soft moonlight evening; but the face which now turned
upon Halbert as he entered, was "full of light, and splendour, and
joy;" and the old man’s eyes, even though dimmed in tears, were
dazzled. A young man stood near her. On the entrance of Halbert, whom the
Earl instantly recognised, he raised himself on his arm, and welcomed him.
The young lady rose, and the young man stepped eagerly forward.
The Earl inquired anxiously
for Sir William Wallace, and asked if he might expect him soon at Bothwell.
"He cannot yet come, my
Lord," replied Halbert: "hard
is the task he has laid upon his valiant head; but he is avenged! he has
slain the governor of Lanark." A faint exclamation broke from the
lips of the young lady.
Halbert now gave a
particular account of the anguish of Wallace, when he was told of the
sanguinary events which had taken place at Ellerslie. As the honest harper
described, in his own ardent language, the devoted zeal with which the
shepherds on the heights took up arms to avenge the wrong done to their
chief, the countenance of the young lady, and of the youth, glowed through
tears; they looked on each other; and Halbert proceeded:-
"When my dear master,
and his valiant troop, were pursuing their way to Lanark, he was met by
Dugald; the wounded man who had rushed into the room to apprize us of the
advance of the English forces. During the confusion of that horrible
night, and in the midst of the contention, in spite of his feebleness he
crept away, and concealed himself from the soldiers amongst the bushes, of
the glen. When all was over, he came from his hiding-place; and finding
the English soldier’s helmet and cloak, poor Dugald, still fearful of
falling in with any straggling party of Heselrigge’s, disguised himself
in those Southron clothes. Exhausted with hunger, he was venturing towards
the house in search of food, when the sight of armed men in the hall made
him hastily retreat into his former place of refuge. His alarm was soon
increased by a redoubled noise from the house; oaths and horrid bursts of
merriment seemed to have turned that once abode of honour and of
loveliness into the clamorous haunts of ribaldry and rapine. In the midst
of the uproar he was surprised by seeing flames issue from the windows.
Soldiers poured from the doors with shouts of triumph: some carried off
the booty; and others watched by the fire till the interior of the
building was consumed, and the rest sunk a heap of smoking ruins.
"The work completed,
these horrid ministers of devastation left the vale to its own solitude.
Dugald, after waiting a long time to ascertain they were quite gone,
crawled from the bushes; and ascending the cliffs, he was speeding to the
mountains, when, encountering our armed shepherds, they mistook him for an
English soldier, and seized him. The chief of ruined Ellerslie recognised
his servant; and, with redoubled indignation, his followers heard the
history of the mouldering ashes before them."
Wallace !" exclaimed the Earl, "how dearly was my life
purchased! But proceed, Halbert; tell me that he returned safe from
now recounted the dreadful scenes which took place in that town; and that
when the governor fell, Wallace made a vow never to mingle with the world
again till Scotland should be free.
"Alas !" cried
the Earl, " what miracle is to effect that? Surely he will not bury
those noble qualities, that prime of manhoodwithin the gloom
of a cloister !"
"No, my Lord; he has
retired to the fastnesses of Cartlane craigs."
Mar, "why did he not rather fly to me? This castle is strong: and
while one stone of it remains upon another, not all the hosts of England
should take him hence."
"It was not your
friendship he doubted;" returned the old man: "love for his
country, compels him to reject all comfort in which she does not share.
His last words to me were these: ‘I have nothing now to do, but to
assert the liberties of Scotland, and to rid her of her enemies. Go to
Lord Mar; take this lock of my hair, stained with the blood of my wife. It
is all, most likely, he will ever again see of William Wallace. Should I
fall, tell him to look on that, and in my wrongs read the future miseries
of Scotland; and remember, that God armeth the patriot!"
Tears dropped so fast from
the young lady’s eyes, she was obliged to walk to a window, to restrain
a more violent burst of grief.
my uncle," cried the youth, "surely the freedom of Scotland is
possible. I feel in my soul, that the words of the brave Wallace are
The Earl held the lock of
hair in his hands; he regarded it, lost in meditation.
"‘God armeth the
patriot! " He paused again, his before pallid cheek taking a thousand
animated hues; then raising the sacred present to his lips, "
Yes;" cried he, "thy vow shall be performed; and while Donald
Mar has an arm to wield a sword, or a man to follow to the field, thou
shalt command both him and them!"
"But not as you are, my Lord!"
cried the elder lady: "your wounds are yet unhealed; your fever is
still raging! Would it not be madness, to expose your safety at such a
"I shall not take arms myself," answered
he, "till I can bear them to effect; meanwhile of all my clan, and of
my friends, that I can raise to guard the life of my deliverer, and to
promote the cause, must be summoned. This lock shall be my pennon; and
what Scotsman will look on that, and shrink from his colours! Here, Helen,
my child;" cried he, addressing the young lady, "before tomorrow’s
dawn, have this hair wrought into my banner. It will be a patriot’s
standard; and let his own irresistible words be the motto—God armeth
Helen advanced with awestruck trepidation.
Having been told by the Earl, of the generous valour of Wallace, and of
the cruel death of his lady, she had conceived a gratitude and a pity
deeper than language could express, for the man who had lost so much by
succouring one so dear to her. She took the lock, waving in yellow light
upon her hands; and trembling with emotion, was leaving the room, when she
heard her cousin throw himself on his knees.
"I beseech you, my honoured
uncle," cried he, "if you have love for me, or value for my
future fame, allow me to be the bearer of yon banner to Sir William
Helen stopped at the threshold, to hear the
"You could not, my dear nephew:"
returned the Earl, "have asked me any favour I could grant with so
much joy. To-morrow I will collect the peasantry of Bothwell; and with
those, and my own followers, you shall join Wallace the same night."
Ignorant of the horrors of war, and only
alive to the glory of the present cause, Helen sympathised in the ardour
of her cousin; and with a thrill of sad delight hurried to her apartment,
to commence her task.
Far different were the
sentiments of the young countess, her step-mother. As soon as Lord Mar had
let this declaration escape his lips, alarmed at the effect so much
agitation might have on his enfeebled constitution, and fearful of the
perilous cause he ventured thus openly to espouse, she desired his nephew
to take the now comforted Halbert (who was pouring forth his gratitude to
the Earl for the promptitude of his orders), and see that he was attended
When the room was left to
the Earl and herself, she ventured to remonstrate with him upon the
facility with which he had become a party in so treasonable a matter.
Lord;" continued she, "that Scotland is now entirely in the
power of the English monarch. His garrisons occupy our towns, his
creatures hold every place of trust in the kingdom !"
"And is such a list of
oppressions, my dear lady, to be an argument for longer bearing them? Had
I, and other Scottish nobles, dared to resist this overwhelming power,
after the battle of Dunbar; had we, instead of kissing the sword that
robbed us of our liberties, kept our own unsheathed within the bulwarks of
our mountains, Scotland might now be free; I should not have been insulted
by our English tyrants in the streets of Lanark; and, to save my life,
William Wallace would not now be mourning his murdered wife, and without a
home to shelter him!"
Lady Mar paused at this
observation; but resumed. "That may be true. But the die is cast;
Scotland is lost for ever; and, by your attempting to assist your friend
in this rash essay to recover it, you will only lose yourself also,
without preserving him. The project is wild and needless. What would you
have? Now that the contention between the two kings is past; now that
Baliol has surrendered his crown to Edward, is not Scotland at
"A bloody peace,
Joanna," answered the Earl; "witness these wounds. An usurper’s
peace is more destructive than his open hostilities; plunder and
assassination are its concomitants. I have now seen and felt enough of
Edward’s jurisdiction. It is time I should awake, and, like Wallace,
determine to die for Scotland, or avenge her."
Lady Mar wept. "Cruel
Donald! is this the reward of all my love and duty? you tear yourself from
me, you consign your estates to sequestration, you rob your children of
their name; nay, by your infectious example, you stimulate our brother
Bothwell’s son, to head the band that is to join this madman,
cried the Earl: "what is it I hear? You call the hero, who, in saving
your husband’s life, reduced himself to these cruel extremities, a madman!
Was he mad, because he prevented the Countess of Mar from being
a widow? Was he mad, because he prevented her children from being
The Countess, overcome by
this cutting reproach, threw herself upon her husband’s neck:
"Alas! my Lord," cried she, "all is madness to me, that
would plunge you into danger. Think of your own safety; of my innocent
twins now in their cradle, should you fall. Think of our brother’s
feelings, when you send his only son to join one, he, perhaps, will call a
"If Earl Bothwell
considered himself a vassal of Edward’s, he would not now be with Lord
Loch-awe. From the moment that gallant Highlander retired to Argyleshire,
the King of England regarded his adherents with suspicion. Bothwell’s
present visit to Loch-awe, you see, is sufficient to sanction the plunder
of this castle by the peaceful government you approve. You saw the
opening of those proceedings! And had they come to their dreadful issue,
where, my dear Joanna, would now be your home, your husband, your
children? It was the arm of the brave chief of Ellerslie, which saved them
Lady Mar shuddered. "I
admit the truth of what you say. But, oh! is it not hard to put my all to
the hazard; to see the bloody field, on one side of my beloved Donald, and
the mortal scaffold on the other?"
"Hush !" cried
the Earl, "it is justice that beckons me, and victory will receive me
to her arms. Let, O Power above!" exclaimed he, in the fervour of
enthusiasm; "let the victorious field for Scotland, be Donald Mar’s
grave, rather than doom him to live a witness of her miseries!"
"I cannot stay to hear
you!" answered the Countess; "I must invoke the Virgin, to give
me courage to be a patriot’s wife; at present, your words are daggers to