The Seven Champions of ChristendomKingston, William Henry Giles
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The Seven Champions of Christendom
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Christian saints
Still he kept his armour on, though his shrunken form often seemed to
rattle within it; and the chill blasts, as they entered the crevices,
blew round and round him, and made him often wish for his armchair, and
dressing-gown, and slippers, as does many another elderly gentleman, who
would be far wiser if he kept by his own fireside, instead of allowing
himself to be dragged about the world, in search of a very doubtful sort
of advantage or amusement for the younger branches of his family.
Saint Denis had not neglected in his travels to discover many things
which he thought might be with advantage introduced into his native
country. He taught the people how to cultivate the vine, and make
_chausse_ roads, though the latter were never very satisfactory. But
many cunning arts and manufactures also he introduced from the far east,
of which there is not space now to speak. The greatest benefit,
however, he conferred on his countrymen was in instructing them in the
important art of cookery. Fricassees and ragouts were by his means
brought to great perfection, and, more than all, he instructed them how
to dress frogs and snails, of which art they were before his time
totally ignorant. Who could ever imagine that there was a time when
Frenchmen knew nothing of that important part of the culinary art? Till
Saint Denis, the hero of a hundred fights, aided by the faithful Le
Crapeau, caught the frogs and cooked them, and, moreover, eat them, the
ignorant Frenchmen could not believe that they were intended to be used
as food.
But mark the ingratitude of a people--the fickleness of a crowd. The
great Saint Denis, who had fought so long, and upheld the name of France
in so many strange lands, was accused by a recreant knight of heresy and
of high treason, and of endeavouring to introduce bad and mischievous
customs among the people.
Old as he was, although he had long laid aside his armour, the fire of
his youth burned up within him, and he challenged his malignant accuser
to mortal combat.
The Champion and the false knight met; but the latter, by the arts of a
wicked enchanter, had come so prepared by talismans for the fight, that
all the skill and courage of Saint Denis could not overthrow him.
Again and again the aged Champion charged with all the agility and
courage of a young man, and few would have supposed that he who sat
within that iron mask, and wielded that heavy lance, had seen near
eighty winters pass over his hoary head. Once more he charged--his
lance was shivered, and he was borne helpless to the ground.
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