Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-04-28
GRAHAM OF CLAVERHOUSE.

OF last night still fresh in his experience.
and his lnexcusable cruelty to Jean, his
heart was weighed with sense of the
tragedy of life and the tears of things.
He was going to fight unto death for
mis- King. but he was haunted by the
conviction that William was a wiser and
to cross swords. as before they had
crossed words. and would ever cross
principles: but he could not help confessng
to himself that MacKay, in the service Of
the Prince OF Orange, had for years been
doing a more soldierly part than his In
hunting to the death Covenanting peasants
His Hlghlanders below. hungering for the
JOY of battle and the gathering of spoil,
were brave and faithful but they We're lit
tie more than savages. and woe betide the
land that lay beneath their sword, while
the troops on the other side represented
the forces of order and civilization. and
though they might be routed that evening.
they held the promise of final victory. Was
1t worth the doing, and something of which
afterWard a man could be proud. to restore
King James to Whitehall and place Scot
land again in the hands of the gang of
towards and evil livers, thieves and liars
who had misgoverned it and shamefully
treated himself? What a confused and
tangled web life was, and who had eyes
to decipher it's pattern? He would live
and die for the Stuarts as Montrose had
| done before him; he could not take service
COvenanters He could do none otherwise
and yet what a Scotland it would be under
James, and what a miserable business for
him to return to the hunt of the Covenant
ers,
The buoyancy Of the morning had passed
and now his thoughts took a darker turn.
MacKay, no doubt had told the truth for
he was not capable of falsehood, but If
those Englishmen were not agents of the
English government, did 1t follow that they
were clear Of suspicion? There was some
mystery about them, for If indeed they had
been Cavalier gentlemen who had abandoned
the English service. would they be so anx-
ious to conceal themselves? Why should
they refuse to let their names be known?
They had come from Livingstones regi-
ment. Was 1t possible that they had been
sent by him. and If so. for what end? 1t Is
the penalty of once yielding to dstrust that
person falls into the habit of suspicion,
and the latent jealousy Of Livingstone be-
gan to work like poison in Dundees blood.
Jean was innocent. he would stake his life
on that. but Livingstone-who knew whether
the attraction of those interviews was Dun
dae's cause or Dundee's wife? II Living
stone had been in earnest, he had been with
King James men that day: but he might
be earnest enough in love. though hating
enough In loyalty. If her husband fell he
would have the freer course in wooing the
wife. What If he had arranged the assassi-
nation and not Williams government;
what If Jean, outraged by that reflection
upon her honor and Infatuated by wounded
pride, had consented to this revenge? Her
house had never been scrupulous. and love
changed to hate by an insult such as he
ing less than blood. Stung by this veno-
nous thought, Dundee sprang to his feet.
and looking at the westering sun cried to
Grimond who had been watching him with
unobtrusive sympathy, as If he read his
thoughts, Jock. the time for thinking is
over, the time for doing has come"
He rode along the line and gave his last
directions to the army. Riding from right
to left he placed himself at the head Of the
cavalry, and gave the order to charge.
That wild rush of Highlanders. which swept
before it across the plain of Urrard the thin
and panic-stricken line of regular troops,
was not a battle. 1t was an onslaught,
flight. a massacre, as when the rain breaks
upon Highland mountain and the river In
the glen beneath, swollen with the noun
tain water, dashes to the lowlands with
irresistible devastation. Grimond placed
himself close behind his master for the
charge and determined that If there was
treachery in the ranks the bullet that was
But the battle advance of cavalry Is con-
fused and tumultuous, as horses and men
roll in the dust and eager riders push
ahead of their fellows and no man knows
what ne Is doing, except that the foe Is In
front Of him. They were passing at gal
lop across the ground above Urrard House,
when Grimond who was now little in the
rear of his commander. saw him lift his
right arm in the air and wave his sword.
crown of Scotland!' At that instant he fell
forward upon his horses NAME as one who
had received a mortal wound. and the horse
galloped of toward the right with Its
master helpless upon 1t. Through the dust
of battle and looking between two troop
ers who interviewed, Grimond saw the fair
haired Englishman lowering the pistol ana