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BLOSS C.A. Heroines of the Crusades


Sir John Froissart's Chronicles of England, France, Spain and the Ajoining Countries from the latter part of the reign of Edward II to the coronation of Henry IV in 12 volumes 

Chronicles of Enguerrand De Monstrelet (Sir John Froissart's Chronicles continuation) in 13 volumes 

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Heroines of the Crusades
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60 HEROINES OF THE CRUSADES. « waiving. His regards were fixed upon me, and Iiis appear-ance recalled a dim recollection which I was vainly striving to trace, when at a word from him, the whole band disap-peared behind an angle in the wall. The old man then lighted a torch and approached me, carefully removed the bandage from my head, anointed my wound with sweet-smelling balm, and gave me to drink of a fiery liquid, which spread like an elixir through my veins, and seemed instantly to reanimate me. With a smile at my puzzled look, he plucked away the false beard and hair, and re-vealed to my astonished sight, the swarthy countenance of Hard rager: " Well met, holy father," said he, with his wonted laugh. " Hast come to bring a blessing to the habitation of Har-drager ?" "Is this thine habitation ?" said I. "Then I was not so far wrong in thinking myself in purgatory !" (for I was ill-pleased with the strange place and bad company.) " But by what fatal mischance came I hither ? Has the Saviour, for my sins, denied me at last the sight of his holy sepul-chre ?" and I sank back in despair. "Nay," said Hardrager, "but for the mischance which thou deplorest, thou mightest indeed have been in purga-tory." " And where am I ?" eagerly inquired I. " Thou art in the strong-hold of the Old Man of the Mountain, and guarded by the assassin band of Mount Lebanon," replied he. "The saints preserve me !" said I, ejaculating a prayer. " In truth thou showest little gratitude," said Hardrager, " to one who hath saved thy life, (thanks to the good Hunga-rian steed that brought me to thy rescue). Knowest thou not the proverb ? ' Speak well of the bridge that carried thee safe over !' " Finding from his words, but more especially from the seriousness of ,his manner, that this wild man had really undertaken to render me an essential service, I began to regard him with more complacency, and finally brought

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