Once they were broken, and chased across the morass; but Talmash rallied them, and forced the pursuers to retire.

The fight had lasted two hours; the evening was closing in; and still the advantage was on the side of the Irish.

Ginkell began to meditate a retreat.

The hopes of Saint Ruth rose high.

"The day is ours, my boys," he cried, waving his hat in the air.