unjust a defender.

"Justice and mercy ever dwell together," said he to Edwin, who now drew
near him; "for universal love is the parent of justice, as well as of
mercy. But implacable Revenge! whence did she spring, but from the
head of Satan himself?"

Though their cause appeared the same, never were two spirits more
discordant than those of Wallace and Kirkpatrick. But Kirkpatrick did
not so soon discover the dissimilarity; as it is easier for purity to
descry its opposite, than for foulness to apprehend that anything can
be purer than itself.

The forces being marshaled according to the preconcerted order, the
three commanders, with Wallace at their head, led forward.

They passed through the forest of Glenfinlass; and morning and evening
still found them threading its unsuspected solitudes in unmolested
security; night, too, watched their onward march.

The sun had just risen as the little band of patriots, the hope of
freedom, emerged upon the eastern bank of Loch Lomond. The bases of
the mountains were yet covered with the dispersing mist of the morning,
and hardly distinguishable from the blue waters of the lake, which
lashed the shore. The newly-awakened sheep bleated from the hills, and
the umbrageous herbage, dropping dew, seemed glittering with a thousand
fairy gems.

"Where is the man who would not fight for such a country?" exclaimed
Murray, as he stepped over a bridge of interwoven trees, which crossed