Every fresh object caused a fresh panic.

A company of herdsmen in plaids driving cattle was magnified by imagination into a host of Celtic warriors.

Some of the runaways left the main body and fled to the hills, where their cowardice met with a proper punishment.
They were killed for their coats and shoes; and their naked carcasses were left for a prey to the eagles of Ben Lawers.

The desertion would have been much greater, had not Mackay and his officers, pistol in hand, threatened to blow out the brains of any man whom they caught attempting to steal off.
At length the weary fugitives came in sight of Weems Castle.

The proprietor of the mansion was a friend to the new government, and extended to them such hospitality as was in his power.