CHAPTER VI.
Cartlane Craigs.
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.