Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1906-09-13

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upon this very rood 7 swear tbs
not ,nuch more thnn nm hour u I sa'
the vision which has been told to u
kings hIginess and 10 NIL"
Tho bishop drew back the coverin
over the cross, and Ia silencc the coul
ell took their seats again about I'll
table. Now the king was very pa
ind fearful; Indeed, q gloom lay upo
all Of them.
1T would SEEM" he said, that hei
n messenger has been sent to w frol
heaven. Dare we disobey his me
sage?"
The Grand Templar lifted bis rugge,
frowning face.
"A messenger from heaven, said vol
king? TO me he seems more like
messenger from Saladin. Tell US. 81
Goodwin, were not you and your brotl
err once the sultan's guests at ID
mascus, and were you not officers 1
the s%ultan's bodyguardT"
Now all looked lntently at Godwi
who hesitated q little. foreseeing no
his answer would be read, wherec
Wulf spoke In his loud voice:
AYE, we acted as such for awhi
and-doubtless you have heard the st
ry-saved Saladin's life when he WI
attacked by the assussins."
oh" said the Nmplar, with bltt,
sarcasm, you saved Saladin's life, d
you? can we'll believe it. Now, s
knights, answe me one more que
ton
Sir Templnr, with my tongue
with my swordI" broke In Wulf. b|
the king held up his hand and bad
him be silent.
"A truce to your tavern rufHin
young sir, and answer" went on Il
Templar. cor, rather. do you answd
Sir Goodwin. Is your cousin, RIOS
mund, the daughter Of Sir Andre
Darcy, a niece of Saladin, and b
she been created by him Princess
Baalbec. and is she at this moment
his city Of Damascus?"
'She is his niece" answered Godw|
quietly. she is the Princess Of Bad
bee, but at this m she is not
Damascus"
How do you know that, Sir Cd
wing
II know it because in the vision
which you have been told 1 saw b
sleeping in u tent in the camp Of Sal
DIM
Now the council began to laugh, b
Goodwin, with a set, white face, wei
N
AYE, my lord Templar. and near til
very blazoned tent | saw scores of d
Templars and of the Hospitalers lyil
dead. Remember it when the dreadf
hour comes"
Now the laughter died away, and
murmur of fear ran round the board
Only the Templar, who feared nj
Their man nor spirit. laughed and gal
him the lie with his eyes.
you do not believe me- said Cd
win. nor will you believe me wh1
l say that while was on guard on I'd
der hilltop l saw you wrangllng wi
the Count of T~ripoli-aye, and drd
your sword and dash it down in fro
of him upon this very table"
Now again the council stared al
muttered, for they, too, had seen II
thing, but the master answered:
He may have learned it otherw|
than from an angel. Folk have been|
and out of this tent. My lord XIII
have we more time to waste upon thd
visions? Were the times different
would inform against Sir GodH
Darcy as a sorcerer and one who
been in traitorous communication wi
our common foe
And | would thrust the lie dol
your throat with my swords poin|
shouted Wulf.
But Goodwin only shrugged his sad
ders and said nothing. and the masI
went on. taking no heed:
king. we await your word, andI
must be spoken soon, for in four hoy
it will be dawn. DO we march agaij
Saladin like bold. Christian men, or
we bide here like cowards?
Then there arose a tumuit throu}
which every man shouted to his field
some saying one thing and some and