From his post on the church-tower, Captain Gordon had witnessed these proceedings and reported them to Brigadier Mackintosh.
Though not disheartened, the brave old Highlander felt that the situation was one of the utmost peril, and could perceive only one way of extricating himself from it, but this he was unwilling to adopt, unless joined by his English allies, and he felt sure that Forster had not resolution enough for such a course of action.
His men, however, could hardly be restrained. No sooner did they discover that they were pent up in the town, than they wished to sally forth, sword in hand, and cut their way through the enemy.
The brigadier told them it was too soon—that they must wait till night—and if nothing happened in the interim, he would lead them forth.
Colonel Mackintosh's men were equally impatient, and though they saw the squadrons of dragoons posted near the Lancaster avenue, they would have attempted to cut a passage through them, if allowed.
Meanwhile a conference took place at the Mitre between General Forster, the Earl of Derwentwater, Lord Wid-drington, and Colonel Oxburgh.
As it was now evident that the town was completely blocked up, and could not hold out long, it was necessary that some terms of surrender should immediately be made.
Lord Derwentwater recommended that a council of war should be called at once, at which all the Scottish leaders should assist, but Forster would not accede to the proposition.
“If Mackintosh and the rest are consulted, we shall never be able to make good terms with Carpenter and Wills,” said Forster. “Let them treat for themselves.”
“But it will not be fair to treat without them,” observed the earl.