Vanished Halls and Cathedrals of FranceEdwards, George Wharton
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Vanished Halls and Cathedrals of France
Edwards, George Wharton
Cathedrals -- France; Cities and towns -- France; France -- Description and travel
In the thirteenth century of our redemption Count Reni, in the castle
on the heights, governed this region; at Commercy reigned Count Alan. A
common sorrow bound the two to friendship: their young wives had faded
in their first bloom. The châtelaine of Reni had left a boy of four
years, and the Lady Elsa a girl baby at the cost of her life. This
babe, sweet souvenir, was also named Elsa by her mourning, inconsolable
father. All fêtes and celebrations were thenceforth banished from the
two castles, the lords of which sought comfort only in the high and holy
offices of the Church, and in mutual companionship. Pope Honoré, at the
call of John of Brienne, King of Jerusalem, summoned all knights to the
Holy Crusade. In this call the two bereft counts found the command of
the Most High. Burying their grief in the forests of St. Mihiel, they
set their affairs in order, gave over their domains to the care of
overseers, and taking down shield and great cross hiked sword, ranged
themselves "cap à pie" beneath the banner of their high and knightly
leader, the Emperor Frederic.
Count Reni leaves his little Elsa to the care of her godmother and the
abbess under the protection of his faithful aged squire, Père Carol. So
passes by the period of ten or more years, young boy and girl grow up
even as brother and sister, ranging the paths of the scented wood, hand
in hand; learning together the lore of God's wisdom of flower and bird,
and with the pious help of the abbess, the wondrous stories of the lives
of the saints in those great vellum bound, brass clasped office books
of the altar. Occasionally to the castle comes a wandering singer, who
teaches them in song the doughty deeds of the absent soldiers of the
Cross, naming their fathers gloriously. To these songs the children, now
grown tall in stature, listened with shining eyes and panting breath.
Thus they dreamed of the brave fathers they had hardly known.
Now that the young Count had come almost to man's estate, the old
esquire thought of presenting him at the Court of Rheims. It was
summertime, and the time had come for the parting. Elsa wandered alone
through the wooded paths of the forest. But the once loved scenes of
nature had lost half their charm for her. To pass the time she set about
acts of devotion and mercy; visiting the poor huts of the woodsmen,
dispensing tender charities to their families and teaching the children
to pray to the saints and the Holy Fathers.
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