William Craig Brownlee,
Narrative of the Battles of Drumclog…
(1828)
“ As the smoke rolled off, we could see Clavers urging on his men with the violence of despair. His troops fell in heaps around him, and still the gaps were filled up. A galled trooper would occasionally flinch; but ere he could turn or flee, the sword of Clavers was waving over his head. I could see him, in his fury, strike both man and horse. In the fearful carnage: he himself sometimes reeled. He would stop short in the midst of a movemant then contradict his own orders, and strike the man, because he could not comprehend his meaning. ”
