Heroines of the CrusadesBloss, C. A. (Celestia Angenette)
History
Heroines of the Crusades
Bloss, C. A. (Celestia Angenette)
Crusades; Crusades -- Biography; Women -- Biography
In obedience to the order of the king, the bishop came forward, and
holding up the cross, proclaimed life and liberty to all those who would
renounce their heathen superstitions, and reverence the holy symbol. Not a
voice replied to the offer of pardon, and as the priest, followed by the
executioner, like the destroying angel of the passover, moved among the
ranks of the doomed and presented the crucifix, each man answering, "God
is God and Mahomet is his prophet," bent his head to the fatal stroke,
till of the whole number the noble Mestoc alone remained. King Richard
regarded him with a troubled look, as the priest approached, and
involuntarily raised his hand to stay the blow. The executioner paused;
and the soldiers gazing in silent wonder, turned their eyes doubtfully
from their sovereign to his captive, who stood unmoved among the headless
bodies of the heroic band, that had with him defended the city to the
last extremity, and that now lay stretched around him, the bleeding
holocaust upon the altar of a strange faith.
The death-like silence that prevailed was broken by the faint sound of a
trumpet, and at a distance was seen the flutter of a truce flag borne by a
herald riding at full speed. The messenger advanced to the field of blood,
hastened to the royal presence and presented a letter. The king cutting
the silk with his sword, rapidly ran his eye over the contents, and then
advancing, frankly extended his hand to the rescued Mestoc, saying, "Thy
Soldan has at length fulfilled the conditions of thy ransom. I grieve that
he so little valued the lives of thy brave companions. His tardy measures
forced me upon an evil work. Heaven grant that one day I may, upon his own
person, be able to avenge their death." Then, ordering the squires to
prepare the Cypriot horses, he held the stirrup while the gallant Emir,
with the same grave and tranquil air, that had characterized him through
the whole of that eventful day, mounted Lyard, and himself vaulting upon
the saddle of the beautiful Fanuelle, led the way to the palace.
EXTRACT FROM VINESAUF.
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