The Days of Chivalry; Or, The Legend of CroquemitaineQuatrelles
History
The Days of Chivalry; Or, The Legend of Croquemitaine
Quatrelles
Charlemagne, Emperor, 742-814 -- Fiction; France -- History -- Humor
“Count of Rennes, send out in every direction, and bid them bring before
me, dead or alive, all the one-eyed men within ten leagues round.”
Bodies of cavalry were dispatched in every quarter, and acted with
such vigour, that by the next morning early forty blind men awaited
His Majesty’s inspection. They were of all races--Franks, Jews, and
Saracens. Charles examined them carefully; and when he had rejected
those who seemed to him to have been blind for a long period, or
those whose presence in camp for two days past was established on good
evidence, he remarked, with great astonishment, that there only remained
ten men in the livery of the Count of Mayence, and that they were all
recently wounded in the right eye. The emperor knit his brows, and sent
for Ganelon.
“Prithee, friend, can you explain to me how it is that all your men here
have become blind since yesterday, and all of the same eye, too?”
“Nothing can be more simple. Because I am short-sighted.”
“You dare jest with me!” shouted the Emperor, with a voice of thunder.
“Heaven preserve me if I should!” said the count, with a low reverence.
“Your Majesty will perceive that there is nothing in this at all
unnatural. Having very weak sight, I am always seeking for anything
that will strengthen it. I have tried all remedies, and have found only
quacks in France. One physicked me; another bled me; a third invoked the
devil; a fourth sent me to take the waters at Aix-la-Chapelle----”
“Speak no evil against those waters!” interposed Charlemagne, who
frequently had recourse to them, and believed in them firmly.
“Some put the bones of St. Ursula on my eyes; others wished me to remain
for five years in complete darkness. I had quite given up all hope of
any good results, when chance flung in my way a Saracen more learned
than Esculapius, or even Hermes Trismegistus himself. This wise person
explained to me that in all things it was necessary to make the most of
your powers; that I had only a certain strength of vision to dispose
of, and that in dividing it between my two eyes I employed it without
profit. It would be better for me to have one eye that saw as well as
two, than two eyes which only saw as well as one; and he recommended me
to have one eye put out. His discourse appeared to me so full of logic
and common sense, that I gave him his freedom.”
“But that does not explain----”
“One moment’s patience, sire. The remedy appeared to me good, but
extreme; and I confess I hesitated, for fear of committing a mistake
which would be irreparable. It was then that I sent for these objects
that you observe: they all complained of being short-sighted. I deprived
them of their right eyes----”
“And--?”
“They can’t see any better now than you and I!”
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