第60章 ENGLAND UNDER EDWARD THE FIRST,CALLED LONGSHANKS(6

King Edward was abroad at this time,and during the successes on the Scottish side which followed,and which enabled bold Wallace to win the whole country back again,and even to ravage the English borders.But,after a few winter months,the King returned,and took the field with more than his usual energy.One night,when a kick from his horse as they both lay on the ground together broke two of his ribs,and a cry arose that he was killed,he leaped into his saddle,regardless of the pain he suffered,and rode through the camp.Day then appearing,he gave the word (still,of course,in that bruised and aching state)Forward!and led his army on to near Falkirk,where the Scottish forces were seen drawn up on some stony ground,behind a morass.Here,he defeated Wallace,and killed fifteen thousand of his men.With the shattered remainder,Wallace drew back to Stirling;but,being pursued,set fire to the town that it might give no help to the English,and escaped.The inhabitants of Perth afterwards set fire to their houses for the same reason,and the King,unable to find provisions,was forced to withdraw his army.

Another ROBERT BRUCE,the grandson of him who had disputed the Scottish crown with Baliol,was now in arms against the King (that elder Bruce being dead),and also JOHN COMYN,Baliol's nephew.

These two young men might agree in opposing Edward,but could agree in nothing else,as they were rivals for the throne of Scotland.

Probably it was because they knew this,and knew what troubles must arise even if they could hope to get the better of the great English King,that the principal Scottish people applied to the Pope for his interference.The Pope,on the principle of losing nothing for want of trying to get it,very coolly claimed that Scotland belonged to him;but this was a little too much,and the Parliament in a friendly manner told him so.

In the spring time of the year one thousand three hundred and three,the King sent SIR JOHN SEGRAVE,whom he made Governor of Scotland,with twenty thousand men,to reduce the rebels.Sir John was not as careful as he should have been,but encamped at Rosslyn,near Edinburgh,with his army divided into three parts.The Scottish forces saw their advantage;fell on each part separately;

defeated each;and killed all the prisoners.Then,came the King himself once more,as soon as a great army could be raised;he passed through the whole north of Scotland,laying waste whatsoever came in his way;and he took up his winter quarters at Dunfermline.

The Scottish cause now looked so hopeless,that Comyn and the other nobles made submission and received their pardons.Wallace alone stood out.He was invited to surrender,though on no distinct pledge that his life should be spared;but he still defied the ireful King,and lived among the steep crags of the Highland glens,where the eagles made their nests,and where the mountain torrents roared,and the white snow was deep,and the bitter winds blew round his unsheltered head,as he lay through many a pitch-dark night wrapped up in his plaid.Nothing could break his spirit;

nothing could lower his courage;nothing could induce him to forget or to forgive his country's wrongs.Even when the Castle of Stirling,which had long held out,was besieged by the King with every kind of military engine then in use;even when the lead upon cathedral roofs was taken down to help to make them;even when the King,though an old man,commanded in the siege as if he were a youth,being so resolved to conquer;even when the brave garrison (then found with amazement to be not two hundred people,including several ladies)were starved and beaten out and were made to submit on their knees,and with every form of disgrace that could aggravate their sufferings;even then,when there was not a ray of hope in Scotland,William Wallace was as proud and firm as if he had beheld the powerful and relentless Edward lying dead at his feet.

Who betrayed William Wallace in the end,is not quite certain.

That he was betrayed-probably by an attendant-is too true.He was taken to the Castle of Dumbarton,under SIR JOHN MENTEITH,and thence to London,where the great fame of his bravery and resolution attracted immense concourses of people to behold him.