New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1875-07-04

3 centurion returned and told his tale, an,
r / and was sent back to the Saracens with thi
> I reply: THAT in consequence Of their an
, cestors having crucified and put to dealt
the Son OF God, called Jesus Christ, a tru'
prophet. without any cause or Just reason
; they were como to retaliate on them for thi
7 infamous and unjust judgment" When tn,
Saracen lords heard this. they laughed mos
unseemly, declaring that this was assertion
without proof, for it was the Jews who haG
crucitied Jesus Christ, and not they. / dt
not know it they were right" tho hnigh
added. thoughtfnlly.
Il guess the Saracens were right" sale
, the Young lady.
81 am not learned in the law. but heather
Turks and inide! Jews are al! the same tC
! me-"
yes"
This was said with rising infection, and
the crusader looked at Ter with anxiety. as
! II he thought it an unknown tongue. The
young American was abashed. She had
forgotten herself.
I'm this America that you speak Of, do
your knights often hold tourney"
They used to have tournaments in the
South before the war. but they have some
thing else to engage their attention just
now
"Who are the gallant knigh:s. and what
their deeds Of high emprisel'
piled:
"Weli there are no real knights. Those
! who tilt at the ring are mostly nice young
| lawyers and gay Students
''Scrlveners and clerks mounted Oh barb,
! and cased in armor!' The knight roarad
with laughter, until Exchester arches rang
again. by my faith, would give goodly
SUM to SEQ the show! But is it all tilting at
the ring! is there no combat. no ordeal OF
! arms!"
"Weil, yes, men DO igh: duels sometimes.
i but it is against the law. People are tried
by Jury for crime nowadays"
NO ordeal by combat! How can the
| guilty be found out! have been won't 10
see one Of gentle blood, accused OF treason,
fight with his peers in the jousting field.
| Each good knight made oath that he dealt
III no art OF magic nor witchcraft whereby
he might obtain a victory over his adver.
sary. Then at it they went, ard many
talse-hearted knave has thereby fallen low,
to the great rejoicing Of the realm and the
| discoura cement of traitors"
But such things would not be possible
| in our country, with its civilization OF
| steamboats,, telegraphs and ditferen: ways
Of doing things"
"Telegrapts. think you eaid,'
Eyes; by using wires We Can send meg
! cages thousands Of miles across continents,
| or under the sea, in moment of time'
.'Sorcery!" queried the knight. his stony
eyes dila,ing somewhat.
Science. Sir Knight" replied the maid.
NAY. nav; it IS sOrcery. You have
heard how Raymond Lully turned CRY stall
| into diamond when he was shu. in the
chamber of Sc. katherine, in the towerW
Here the knight sank his voice into ghost.
1y whisper. and added: There are other
men who, dealing with the powers OF dark
| ness. have changed iron into gold, and have
laid such spells of magic on the people that
they wiss not what allied them. but fell sick
and died in great disorder Then glanc-
ing apprehensively around the dim old
cathedral. he continued: land there be
the underworld, and make the dead appear
in form and fashion as they lived" Here
Sir Thomas piously crossed himself. and |
yisibly shook as though he had an earth !
quake in his calcareous bulk.
But our electric telegraphs are rot sor- |
Gerry. They were invented by Professor
Morse"
"Haye nothing to do WITH such things. !
gentle maid. Heather devices are they |
all"
Miss Patty did not pursue the subject: it |
was too large tor her, az well as tor the |
crusader. But She could not help saying:
1--WE think we are happier for all these !
things"
Il doub: not that your country il a
foc it, and i. is sweet and noble TO tight for
the honor of king and country. Now such
a fair lady as you should have her cOlors
worn by some gallant gentleman in the war
OF Vicksburg."
Miss Patty blushed, looked down. and
tapped her little foot with her parasol She
was thinking of Lieutenant Thomas Cum.
mings, in the army of the Tennessee. She
remembered the little blue velvet-colored
aubrotype which that gallan, gentleman
wore IN the breast pocket of his uniform
coat. and she murmured softly:
Every true American cir! wears the
colors under which our brave :l.en are fight.
ing"
A crystal drop sparkled OF her eyeiashes
as the knight replied: |,
Then, if SO be that the warrior dies in |
battle, he shall be comic, ted by the thought
that he falls for his mie.ress and for his
country"
The rugged and somewha. battered face
Of the good knight grew softer in the fading
His voice sounded as if it came I
from great way OH. II was speaking out i
Of the dim, hOary past; yet it came like an /
oracle. and his substantial presence seemed
etherealized to the fine sense of the young G
girl, who looked at him with certain glow
about her heart. He was, after all, good 7
and noble. He had acknowledged that he '
lespised reading and writing. He had '
killed many man in single combat; he had c
wen just now wiped his nose on his sleeve, Z
md tiouted people who eat with knives and c
orks. But he had spoken OF the cause of t
lis king and country almost in the same b
words which Lieutenant Thomas Cumming % ]
lad used when he buckled on his word and a
vent forth to fight tor the Union and the t,
light. Is it true that the age OF ch!valry is Il
one. f,
Looking up, she saw the knight regarding 0
er with an air Of infinite tenderness. He I
aised his arm with difficulty. making a G
'sued from his lips, and his gauntleted tt
and :notioned for silence. Inveluntarily r;
be girl rose to her feet, the noble head u
eemed to wear an aureole in the pale light CT
the moon. The knight was ready to n
peak once more out of the far off romantic n
ges of the world that knew Richard the sc
ion hearted. Philip Augustus, Frederic tt
arbarossa Baldwin, Saladin, and Nour. A
eddin, but knew not America. She gazed
4 the face OF one who had seen these ! Y:
lightly historic figures in their habit as they
we'd. He would report their doings and m
leir words. al
She felt the tremo. Of some impending al
lange. A hollow murmur ran through ic
re shadow OF the cathedral. A wave of tn
ol air streamed along the .esselated floor ia
I'd lost itself in the hanging horror of
'rkness overhead. 4 confused resonance ic'
ng through the cloisters; i. was like 1t
de intrusion upon the sacred secIusion of tic
g tomb.
A clangor came from the yrea. door of tt
g cathedral. Out Of the darkness, made le'
sibe by lantern, came the cry: Patty! in
lt'y! my poor dear child, where are youl" pr
With great clatter the knight fell back III
his monument. Patty heard, but did ca
t see: her face was turned toward the cir
,hedral door. and she cheerily cried: pr
[ere ] am. mother" For il was her fri