Lives of the apostles of Jesus ChristBacon, David Francis
Religion
Lives of the apostles of Jesus Christ
Bacon, David Francis
Apostles
“The route is over hills, rocky, barren and uninteresting; we
arrived at a fountain, and here my two attendants paused to
refresh themselves; the day was so hot that I was anxious to
finish the journey, and hurried forwards. A ruined building
situated on the summit of a hill was now within sight, and I
urged my horse towards it; the janissary galloped by me, and
making signs for me not to precede him, he rode into and round
the building, and then motioned me to advance. We next came to
a hill, through the very apex of which has been cut a passage,
the rocks overhanging it on either side. Quaresmius, (book vi.
chapter 2.) quoting Brocardus, 200 years past, mentions that
there is a place horrible to the eye, and full of danger,
called Abdomin, which signifies blood; where he, descending
from Jerusalem to Jericho, fell among thieves. I was in the act
of passing through this ditch, when a bullet whizzed by, close
to my head; I saw no one, and had scarcely time to think, when
another was fired some distance in advance. I could yet see no
one,――the janissary was beneath the brow of the hill, in his
descent; I looked back, but my servant was not yet within sight.
I looked up, and within a few inches of my head were three
muskets, and three men taking aim at me. Escape or resistance
were alike impossible. I got off my horse. Eight men jumped down
from the rocks, and commenced a scramble for me; I observed also
a party running towards Nicholai. At this moment the janissary
galloped in among us with his sword drawn.
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“A sudden panic seized the janissary; he cried on the name of
the Prophet, and galloped away. As he passed, I caught at a rope
hanging from his saddle. I had hoped to leap upon his horse, but
found myself unable;――my feet were dreadfully lacerated by the
honey-combed rocks――nature would support me no longer――I fell,
but still clung to the rope. In this manner I was drawn some few
yards, till, bleeding from my ancle to my shoulder, I resigned
myself to my fate. As soon as I stood up, one of my pursuers
took aim at me, but the other casually advancing between us,
prevented his firing; he then ran up, and with his sword, aimed
such a blow as would not have required a second; his companion
prevented its full effect, so that it merely cut my ear in
halves, and laid open one side of my face; they then stripped me
naked.
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