about two in the afternoon
But Richard Cameron was always a little ahead of us all , with his brother Michael with him on one side , and I , riding my Galloway nag , close upon his right flank -- which was an honourable post for one so young as I , and served withal to keep my spirits up . Just before he gave the word to charge , he cried out to us , pointing to the enemy with his sword : `` Yonder is the way to the good soldier 's crown ! '' The day had been clouding over , the heat growing almost intolerable . It was now about two in the afternoon . It was easy to see , had we had the eyes to observe it , that a thunderstorm was brewing , and even as Richard Cameron stretched out his sword over his horse 's head , and cried on to us to charge in the name of the Lord , the first levin-bolt shot down , glittering into the moor like a forked silver arrow . And over our head the whole firmament raired and crashed . `` The Captain of our Salvation calls for us ! ''