one-fifth of
the force with which he had marched out of the town a week earlier.

The Highland loss was calculated at nine hundred men. The Macdonalds and
Camerons were the principal sufferers, their position on the left and
left-centre having brought them in contact with the battalions who had
kept their ground. Glengarry's brother was among the killed, with
Macdonald of Largo, and no less than five cousins of Macdonald of the
Isles. Among the Lowlanders fell Hallyburton of Pitcur, and Gilbert
Ramsay, Dundee's favourite officer, who had dreamed overnight of the
victory and of his death. But though the battle had been won for James,
he had suffered a greater loss than William. A fresh army could replace
Mackay's broken battalions; but no one could replace Dundee, and Dundee
was dead.

He had ridden at the head of his cavalry straight on Mackay's centre.
But for some unexplained reason his troopers had not followed him close;
whether their new captain did not like the guns, or had misunderstood
his orders, is not clear. Dunfermline, seeing his general's plumed hat
waving above the smoke, had spurred out of the ranks with sixteen
gentlemen, and with these sabres the guns were taken and silenced.
Dundee, seeing that all went well on the right wing, turned to the left
where the Macdonalds were wavering before the firmer front of Hastings'
Englishmen. As he galloped across the field to bring them to the
charge, a shot struck him in the right side immediately below his
breastplate. For a few strides further he clung swaying to his saddle,
and then sank from his horse into the arms of a soldier named Johnstone.
Like Wolfe on the heights of Abraham, he asked how the day went. "Well
for the King," said the man, "but I am sorry for your Lordship." And
like Wolfe, Dundee answered, "It is the less matter for me, seeing the
day goes well for my master." As his officers returned from the pursuit
they found him on the field, and it is said, though one would be glad to
disbelieve it, stripped by the very men whom he had led to victory. By
his side was found a bundle of papers. Among them was a letter from
Melfort, bidding him be sure that both he and James would feel
themselves bound by no promise of toleration circumstances had induced
them to make. Well might Balcarres, who knew his friend's disposition
better than Melfort, tell James how such foolish and disingenuous
dealing had grieved Dundee and all who wished honestly to the
c