Pell-mell went the rout over the hill and across the moorland to Strathavon, through which the Life Guards had marched but a few hours before in all their bravery.  As their captain passed by the place where his prisoner of the morning, John King, was now lustily chanting a psalm of triumph, the reverend gentleman called out to him, with audacity worthy of Gabriel Kettledrummle, “to stay the afternoon sermon.”  At Strathavon the townspeople drew out to bar their passage, but the fear of their pursuers lent the flying troopers fresh heart:  “we took courage,” writes Claverhouse, “and fell to them, made them run, leaving a dozen on the place.”  Through Strathavon they clattered, and never drew rein till they found themselves safe in Glasgow among their own comrades.

Fortunately the pursuit had slackened, or it might have gone ill with the garrison in Glasgow.  Claverhouse’s men had no doubt fine tales to tell of the fury of the Whig devils behind them; and had Hamilton been strong enough in cavalry to enter the town at the heels of the flying troopers it is not likely that he would have met with much opposition.  The pursuit, however, did not follow far.  Thanksgivings had to be made for the victory, and the prisoners to be looked to.  All these, according to Wodrow, were let go after being disarmed; but Hamilton himself tells a very different tale.  His orders had been strict that there should be no quarter that day; but on his return from the pursuit he found that his orders had been disobeyed.  Five prisoners had been dismissed, and were already out of his reach:  two others were waiting while their captors debated on their fate.  Then Hamilton, furious that any of “Babel’s brats” should be let go, slew one of these with his own hand, to stay any such unreasonable spirit of mercy, “lest the Lord would not honour us to do much more for him."[28]

That night the Covenanting captains stayed at Lord Loudon’s house, where, though the master had deemed it prudent to keep out of the way, they were hospitably entertained by her ladyship.  The next morning they continued their march to Glasgow.

Claverhouse was ready for them.  The town was too open a place to be properly barricaded, but he had caused some sort of breastwork to be raised near the market-cross as cover for his men, and patrols had been out since daybreak to watch Hamilton’s movements.  That worthy was reported to be dividing his men into two bodies, one of which presently marched on the town by the Gallowgate bridge, while the other took a much longer route by the High Church and College.  It was thus possible to deal with the first before the latter could come to its assistance.  This was very effectually done.  About ten in the morning the attack was made by way of the bridge, led by Hamilton in person.[29] But the welcome which met them from the barricades was too warm for the Covenanters.  They broke and fled at the first fire, Claverhouse and Ross at the head of their men chasing them out