d less inured to hardships, could not have supported the long ride. John Forster, before taking off his own armour, saw that their wounds were first attended to by his wife and her women.
"I think they will all do," he said, "and that they will live to strike another blow at the Bairds, yet.
"Now, Oswald, unbuckle my harness. Your mother will bandage up my arm and head, and Elspeth shall bring up a full tankard from below, for each of us. A draught of beer will do as much good as all the salves and medicaments.
"Do you take the first drink, Jock Samlen, and then go up to the watchtower. I see the men have been posted in the wall turrets. One of them shall relieve you, shortly."
As soon as the wounds were dressed, bowls of porridge were served round; then one of the men who had remained at home was posted at the lookout; and, after the cattle had been seen to, all who had been on the road stretched themselves on some rushes at one end of the room, and were, in a few minutes, sound a
Good old predictable Henty. After his decent treatment of Robert the Bruce and the Scots, I half expected him to be decently balanced in his tale of the border wars with Hotspur, Percy etc. Nope. In this the Scots are rotten scondrels and the English only raid Scotland to get their stuff back.
At one point, an English character says without a hint of irony. "Well, we just have to conquer Scotland to keep them in line."
Yeah, sure. Conquering a nation will get them to like you.
Pointless Henty tripe. Should be skipped.