Jesus Christ -- Fiction; Jesus Christ -- Juvenile fiction; Short stories
When the plunder and murder were ended, and the Crusaders in penitents’
cloaks and with lighted candles marched into the Church of the Holy
Sepulchre, it had been announced to Raniero by Godfrey that he should be
the first who might light his candle from the sacred candles which burn
before Christ’s tomb. It appeared to Raniero that Godfrey wished in this
manner to show that he considered him the bravest man in the whole
corps; and he was very happy over the way in which he had been rewarded
for his achievements.
As the night wore on, Raniero and his guests were in the best of
spirits; a fool and a couple of musicians who had wandered all over the
camp and amused the people with their pranks, came into Raniero’s tent,
and the fool asked permission to narrate a comic story.
Raniero knew that this particular fool was in great demand for his
drollery, and he promised to listen to his narrative.
“It happened once,” said the fool, “that our Lord and Saint Peter sat a
whole day upon the highest tower in Paradise Stronghold, and looked down
upon the earth. They had so much to look at, that they scarcely found
time to exchange a word. Our Lord kept perfectly still the whole time,
but Saint Peter sometimes clapped his hands for joy, and again turned
his head away in disgust. Sometimes he applauded and smiled, and anon he
wept and commiserated. Finally, as it drew toward the close of day, and
twilight sank down over Paradise, our Lord turned to Saint Peter and
said that now he must surely be satisfied and content. ‘What is it that
I should be content with?’ Saint Peter asked, in an impetuous tone.
‘Why,’ said our Lord slowly, ‘I thought that you would be pleased with
what you have seen to-day.’ But Saint Peter did not care to be
conciliated. ‘It is true,’ said he, ‘that for many years I have bemoaned
the fact that Jerusalem should be in the power of unbelievers, but after
all that has happened to-day, I think it might just as well have
remained as it was.’”
Raniero understood now that the fool spoke of what had taken place
during the day. Both he and the other knights began to listen with
greater interest than in the beginning.
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