But to come from tradition to fact.  The affair began with a sharp skirmish of musketry on both sides.  To every regiment of cavalry there were then joined a certain proportion of dragoons who seem to have held much the position of our mounted infantry, men skilled in the use of firearms and accustomed to fight as well on foot as in the saddle.  A party of these advanced in open order down the hill to the brink of the dyke and opened a smart fire on the Covenanters, who answered with spirit, but both in their weapons and skill were naturally far inferior to the royal soldiers.  Meanwhile, some troopers had been sent out to skirmish on either flank, and to try for a crossing.  This they could not find; but, unable to manoeuvre in the swampy ground, found instead that their saddles were emptying fast.  Then Hamilton, seeing that his men were no match at long bowls for the dragoons, and marking the confusion among the cavalry, gave the word to advance.  By crossings known only to themselves Burley led the horse over the dyke on one flank, while young Cleland followed with the bulk of the foot on the other.  Claverhouse thereupon called in his skirmishers, and, advancing his main body down the hill, the engagement became general.  But in that heavy ground the footmen had all the best of it.  The scythes and pitchforks made sad work among the poor floundering horses.  His own charger was so badly wounded that, in the rider’s forcible language, “its guts hung out half an ell;” yet the brave beast carried him safely out of the press.[27] The troopers began to fall back, and Burley, coming up on sound ground with his horse, flung himself on them so hotly that the retreat became something very like a rout.  Claverhouse, to whose courage and energy that day his enemies bear grudging witness, did all that a brave captain could, but his men had now got completely out of hand.  “I saved the standards” (one of which had been for a moment taken) “and made the best retreat the confusion of our people would suffer.”  So he wrote to Linlithgow, but he made no attempt to disguise his defeat.  He owns to having lost eight or ten men among the cavalry, besides wounded; and the dragoons lost many more.  Only five or six of the Covenanters seem to have fallen, among whom was one of Sharp’s murderers.  This does not speak very well for their opponents’ fire; but then we have only the testimony of their own historians to go by.  Claverhouse himself could say no more than that “they are not come easily off on the other side, for I saw several of them fall before we came to the shock.”