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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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to bo disturbed, and the blunders of those who fancied themselves broad, awake, such was the cursing of devil, Turk and Infidel, that no one had the faintest idea of what had happened. Scarcely had the chamberlain fixed his eyes upon the real culprit, when with the angry and impor-tant air of a responsible person, most unceremoniously wakened, Elsiebede entered, and advancing straight to Salaman, seized and began to shake him with the greatest violence, thus freeing him from the grasp of the guard. " Waken, minion," said she, " waken, I say. What gam-bols art thou playing again in thy sleep ? I warrant me, thou hast an unquiet conscience. My lady will send thee from her service, if thou dost not confess thy sins, and rest in peace." The black rubbed his eyes, and stum-bling about like one but half awake, succeeded in gain-ing his pallet, and joyfully ensconced himself beneath the covering. " Thou seest," said Elsiebede, turning to the chamber-lain, "the knave hath a trick of sleep-walking. Order these that they may remain quiet, for I would not that my mistress should be disturbed." Thus saying, she quitted the apartment. " A trick of walking, he certainly hath," grumbled the chamberlain, " but whether sleeping or waking, misdoubts me. The misshapen unbeliever can bring no good to a christian household." In the royal tent, there was still greater clamor. The monarch roused by the first unlucky step of Salaman, and finding himself in darkness, vociferated loudly for a light ; but gaining no answer waxed wroth, and seizing the medi-cine cup as the readiest missile, hurled it in the direction of the snoring physician. The silver coming in contact with the skull of the doctor, animated him to a remarkable degree ; betwixt the darkness and the pain, he plunged about the room without knowing for what intent, till he fell prostrate across the couch of the king, who mistaking him for an invading Turk, beat him terribly with the pillows ; and roaring for sword, spear and battle-axe, in the name BERENGARIA OP NAVARRE. 239

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