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 THE BATTLE OF DRUMCLOG.

"It was a fair Sabbath morning, 1st June 1679, an assembly of the Covenanters sat down on the  mountains of Drumclog. We had assembled  to fight, but to worship the God of our fathers. We were far from the tumult of cities.---The long dark  waved around us; and we disturbed no living, saving the pees-weep and the heather-cock.  usual, we had come armed. It was for self-defence,  desperate and ferocious bands made bloody raids  the country, and, pretending to put down , they waged war against religion and morals.  spread ruin and havoc over the face of bleeding.

The venerable Douglas had connmenced the solemnities the day. He was expatiating on the execrable evils tyranny. Our souls were on fire at the rememberance of our country's sufferings and the wrongs of the. In this moment of intense feeling, our watchman posted on the neighbouring heights fired his and ran towards the congregation. He announced approach of the enemy. We raised our eyes to the. "I have done," said Douglas with his usual -"You have got the theory,-now for the