The New Orleans crescent. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1866-1869, 1868-06-13
THE TOURNAMENT FOR THE BENE.
FIT OF LIEUT.. BRAINE.


O'Clock, sharp, yesterday. The preliminary races
were to come of at that hour but there were so
few persons present, it was TO be presumed the
hour of starting was postponed till later. The
reporter in question reclined himself in the luxu.
rant grass with which the inner grounds are fur
nished, and presently went to sleep. He was
awakened by the rush of wheels and the clatter
Of horses feet" Ctsddrupeddnte putre1s soniteu
q,tdta 1ng1la campSn."-he learned that only
two races were run, the first between two double
teams, single dash of one mile and the ether
between two one horse teams, at a similar dis.
tsnce. The time was not extraordinary, and we
trust the gentlemen who entered their teams, and
who drove, will not be angry If the particulars of
the races are not recorded here.
About six, the witchiDg hour IN the evening,
when Fbebus approaches his hour of retiring
the crowd that went out assembled upon the
seats in the amphitheater. The ladies outnum-
bered the sterDer sex, and from the remarks we
overheard in passing from one portion of the lists
to another, were exceedingly Interested ia the
success of their respective favorites. The herald
Mr.. Villasana blew his trumpet, and announced,
in the old chivsric terms, that the first knight in
the tourney should make his appearance and do
his devoirs for the Ike of his lady love and the
honor Of all true knights. Sir Peyton, Chevalier
de la Bagstelle, answered to the summons. aud
rode galanty around the lists previously to jOust.
ing. On the first round he carried off two rings.
On the second, he missed the first ring,. but
bore off the second. On approaching the
third and Just as be had his lance in the rest ana
Was certain of carrying away the third, his sad
die turned, and turning with II he was dragged
yard or two, amid the breathless anxiety of the
spectators. His foot was freed. however. imme.
diately, almost from the stirrup, and before his
cOurser had reached the starting point be was on
hrs feet. amid the plaudits OF the multitude. and
although he bore the marks of dust and mortiea-
~ seemed digcOm6lHd
be any reason TO be so. Itwas mischance which
might have happened to Sir Lancelot to Ivanhoe.
The second knight Sir William. Knight of Shak-
epeare, then came forth into the lists, and on his
first jOust carried Of one ring, and was then ruled
out for being out of time for the second trial.
The third, Sir Aubrey, knight of the White
Cross who, we trust, will not be offended for the
mention of his name. Frank Lumsden, then made
his appearance. He was greeted with loud
plaudits, or rather with hearty capping OF hands,
for he rides with all the impetuosity of Texas
ranger and looks like true and gallant knight.
On each round, Sir Aubrey bore four rings away
or his victorious lance.
The fourth, Sir Aubrey, Knight of Kentucky,
spurTed his mettesOme steed with such force that
the animal baked, and disturbed the riders aim.
On the second round, Sir Aubrey carried of
three of the rings.
Sir Herman knight of the Maryland Cross, took
two rings in his first career and two in his second.
The sixth, Sir Reuben, of the Golden Cross, re-
trieved two rings in each round. This knight, on
.
post was missing. He accordingly lowered his
lance, and was allowed two more jousts.
Seventh, came Sir Robert, knight of the Pearl,
on a pie.bsd horse, which was, however, as
spirited and as cOmely as any of the others. On
the first tourney he carried OH four rings; on the
| second, one.
Number eight, Sir Edward, knight Of the Cru
| ssde, did I o. run.
| Ninth was the preltr oheualier. the Dunois of
the lists, Sir Edward, CheUdlier de Ia Lance. He
/ must ere donning his armor, surely have made
! his orsons before st. Mary's shrine, and made it
! his constant prayer that he might prove the
bTsvest knight, for on his gallant gray he grace
fully bore of all i've OF the rings in the first round
! end returned 10 bis tent in triumph, awaiting
more skiIful rival than his predecessors had
tenth, Sir Henry, Knight of the Slim Chance,
rode forth, amid the sUbdued hum of admiration
which the fair spectators could not subdue at the
! sight of bis slender but powerful form and his
! handsome face. Sir Henry nobly performed his
! devor as q knight both for his own proves and
the beauty OF his lady. But fate had determined
that his emblem should rule his chance,
and on the. first tilt he carried of
two rings, and on the second four.
the ladies' present that Sir Henry was not success
| fui, and great deal of disappointment among
steIneT portion Of the throng-tor though the
! old romsnces may eXtOl the strength and dexter
| ity Of their heroes we doubt if ever a better
horsemsn or a more gallant gentleman has yet put
| his lance in the rest.
| Eleventh, came the knight of Orleans, aud
| many bright Creole eye became brighter when
| the fsvorite of the lower part of the town made
| his appearance. he answered bravey the ex
! pectstions that were formed Of him, for, on the
first round, four rings rewarded his skill, and on
the second, four again.
| The best time made was by the Chevalier de la
| Bagatelle, who made his tourney in l65 seconds
| second tilt was then ordered by the grand
marshal between Sir Aubrey and Sir Arthur, who
Lad both won eight rings each. Sir Aubrey was
| the victor, taking four to his competitors three.
SIR Pleasant then bore of five rings and Sir Her.
| msn three.
The result fellows: Holder of the Lists, Sir
| Edward, Chevalier dc la Lance. First Knight Of
| Pursuance, Sir Aubrey, OF the White Gross; sec
! ond, sir Arthur, Knight of Orleans third, Sir
| Henry, of the slim Chance. and fourth, Sir Reu-
! ben. OF the Golden Cross.
| The Queen of Beauty was Mics Buell.; the
maids Of honor, Miss skinner, Mss ThibaulE Miss
| Blu Ter, Miss Bloomfield.
| Ihe times of chivalry are not yet dead.
! The descendants Of the famous knights of ancient
story still retain the FIRE and courage, the con-
! stancy and bardihood Of their ancestry. The
| knights of+he olden time are dead, and as an OBJ
scUre and forgotten poet has said
Their swords rust,
| Their bones are tOst,
Their souls th the Saints we trust A"
But there IS that In the adolescence of the Soutt
| which Yesterday proved will yet be ready to girC
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