Sometimes, however, she gleamed forth a dubious light upon the scene of action.
The Highlanders did not remain long undisturbed in the defensive position they had adopted.

Favoured by the night, one large body of dismounted dragoons attempted to force the enclosures, while another, equally strong, strove to penetrate by the high road.

Both were received by such a heavy fire as disconcerted their ranks, and effectually checked their progress.

Unsatisfied with the advantage thus gained, Fergus, to whose ardent spirit the approach of danger seemed to restore all ifs elasticity, drawing his sword, and calling out 'Claymore!' encouraged his men, by voice and example, to break through the hedge which divided them, and rush down upon the enemy.

Mingling with the dismounted dragoons, they forced them, at the sword-point, to fly to the open moor, where a considerable number were cut to pieces.