The monks sang a mass; the primate walked three times up and down the lines, willing the rebels to go forward, for God was on their side.

Shane swore a great oath not to turn his back while an Englishman was alive; and with scream and yell his men came on.

_Fortunately there were no Scots among them._ The English, though out-numbered ten to one, stood steady in the churchyard, and, after a sharp hand-to-hand fight, drove back the howling crowd.

The Irish retired into the friars' houses outside the cathedral close, set them on fire, and ran for their lives.' 'So far,' adds Mr.Froude, 'all was well.

After this there was no more talk of treating, and by the 18th, Sussex and Ormond were themselves at Armagh with a force--had there been skill to direct it--sufficient to have swept Tyrone from border to border.' The English historian exults in the valour of the small garrison of his countrymen, well-disciplined and sheltered behind a strong wall, in resisting the assault of a howling multitude of mere Irish, and he observes significantly, that 'fortunately there were no _Scots_ among them.' But he is obliged immediately after to record an Irish victory so signal that, according to the lord deputy himself, 'the fame of the English army so hardly gotten, was now vanished.' Yet Mr.Froude does not, in this, lay the blame of defeat upon the _nationality_ of the vanquished.