companies, made themselves ready; and having secured
their arms round their necks, waded into the river
hand-in-hand, “according to the Highland fashion,”
with the water as high as their breasts; and having
crossed the heavy stream, fell upon the Germans in
their intrenchment. These were presently thrown
into confusion, and retreated, breaking down their
own bridges, whilst many of them were drowned.
This movement, having been made in the dusk of the
evening, partook of the character of a surprise; but
it appears to me a very remarkable one, as having
been effected under such circumstances, in the dead
of winter, and in the face of an enemy who possessed
the advantages both of position and of numerical superiority.
The author of the narrative adds:—“When
the Marquis de Sell heard the firing, and understood
that the Germans were beat out of the island, he made
the sign of the cross on his face and breast, and
declared publicly, that it was the bravest action
that ever he saw, and that his army had no honour
by it. As soon as the boats came, the Marquis
sent into the island to acquaint the officers that
he would send them both troops and provisions, who
thanked his Excellency, and desired he should be informed
that they wanted no troops, and could not spare time
to make use of provisions, and only desired spades,
shovels, and pickaxes, wherewith they might intrench
themselves—which were immediately sent to
them. The next morning, the Marquis came into
the island, and kindly embraced every officer, and
thanked them for the good service they had done his
master, assuring them he would write a true account
of their honour and bravery to the Court of France,
which, at the reading his letters, immediately went
to St. Germains, and thanked King James for the services
his subjects had done on the Rhine.”
The company kept possession of the island for nearly
six weeks, notwithstanding repeated attempts on the
part of the Germans to surprise and dislodge them;
but all these having been defeated by the extreme
watchfulness of the Scots, General Stirk at length
drew off his army and retreated. “In consequence
of this action,” says the chronicler, “that
island is called at present Isle d’Ecosse, and
will in likelihood bear that name until the general
conflagration.”
Two years afterwards, a treaty of peace was concluded;
and this gallant company of soldiers, worthy of a
better fate, was broken up and dispersed. At
the time when the narrative, from which I have quoted
so freely, was compiled, not more than sixteen of
Dundee’s veterans were alive. The author
concludes thus,—“And thus was dissolved
one of the best companies that ever marched under
command! Gentlemen, who, in the midst of all
their pressures and obscurity, never forgot they were
gentlemen; and whom the sweets of a brave, a just,
and honourable conscience, rendered perhaps more happy
under those sufferings, than the most prosperous and
triumphant in iniquity, since our minds stamp our
happiness.”