Heroines of the CrusadesBloss, C. A. (Celestia Angenette)
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Heroines of the Crusades
Bloss, C. A. (Celestia Angenette)
Crusades; Crusades -- Biography; Women -- Biography
The tourney, the banquet, and the procession, had marked their progress
from Burgos, in Spain, to the Parisian court. At Bordeaux, King Henry
expended 300,000 marks on their marriage feast, a sum, at that time so
extravagant, that when reproached for it, he exclaimed in a dolorous tone,
"Oh! pour la tête de Dieu, say no more of it, lest men should stand amazed
at the relation thereof." At Chartres, the palace once occupied by Count
Stephen and Adela, was ornamented with the most brilliant decorations to
honor their presence. St. Louis advanced to meet, and escort them to
Paris. The cavalcade consisted of one thousand mounted knights in full
armor, each with some lady by his side, upon a steed whose broidered
housings rivalled the richness of the flowing habiliments of the fair
rider, while a splendid train of carriages, sumpter mules, and grooms, and
vassals completed the magnificent retinue.
The nuptial festival with its usual accompaniments of hunting, hawking,
and holiday sports, continued through eight days, and a brilliant cortêge
attended the bridal party to the coast of France, on their departure for
England. The passage was rough and gloomy, and the fleet that conveyed
Eleanora to her new home encountered a storm upon the Channel, and
approached the harbor under the cover of a fog so dense, that the white
cliffs of Dover were entirely veiled from sight.
The child queen, terrified at the profound darkness, strove to silence her
own agonizing apprehensions, by repeating those words of sacred writ,
which she supposed exercised some mysterious influence upon the elements.
Suddenly a terrible crash made the ship groan through all its timbers.
Piercing shrieks from without told a tale of horrors, and the echoing
screams within rendered it impossible to ascertain the nature or extent of
the danger. At length it was found, that the royal vessel had in the
darkness encountered and sunk a small bark, supposed to be a fishing
smack, that had been driven out to sea by the wind.
Prince Edward immediately ordered the small boat to be lowered, and
despite the entreaties of his parents and little bride, sprang into it, in
hope of rescuing the perishing crew.
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