Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1906-06-03
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 hind them, they saw the black and teweled fragment of the true cross set ] upon a rock. and by it the bisEop of Acre Then the smoke of the burning grass rose up and hid it from their sight.
 Now began one of the most hdeous 1 fights that are told of in the history of | the world. Again and again the sara cens attacked in thousands, and again i and again they were driven back by the desperate valor of the Franks, who fought on, their jaws aGape with thirst,
 While the Saracens held off. the sol dicrs began to pnt up the kings pa yiIion, and with it other tents, around 1 the rock on which stood the cross. l Do they nlean to camp bere:" asked Wulf bitterly.
 Peace" answered Goodwin. ''Tbey hope to make wall about the rood. But it is of no avail, for this is the place of my drean.N
 Then the last attack began. Up the hillside rose dense volumes of smoke, and with the smoke came the Saracens. ] Thrice they were driven back; thrice they came on. At the fourth onset few of the Franks could fight more, for thirst had conquered them oil this Wal terless hill of Hattli. \ great company i of Saraccn horsemen broke through the 1 ring and rushed al the scarlet tent. It rocked to and fro, then down it fell ill a red heap, entangling the king in it's folds.
 At the foot of the cross Kufinus. tue 1 bishop of Acre, still fought on bravely. Suddenly an arrow struck him in the throat and, throwing his arms wide, he fell to earth Then the Saracens hurled themselves upon the rood, tore it from it's place and with mockery and spittings bore it down the hill toward their camp.
 Come said Goodwin to Wulf in a 1 strange, quiet voice. I've have seen enough. 1t is time to die. Look, Yon- der below us are the mamelukes, our old regiment, and among them Saladin, for l see his banner. Let us make an end of which they will tell in Essex yondcr. Charge for the flag of Sala din.'
 Wulf nodded, and side by side ,hey sped down the hill. Scimiters flashed at thcm arrows struck upon their mail and the shields blaZoned with the deaths head D'Arcy crest. Through it all they went unscathed and. while the army of the Saraccns stared. at the foot of the horn of lIattin turned their horses heads straight for the royal standard of Saladin. On they strug- gled felll@ or riding down a foe at ev cry stride. On still on. although Flame and Smoke bled from a score of wounds.
 They were among the mamelukcs where their line was thin By heaven. they were through them and riding straight at the well known figure of the sultan. mounted on his white horse with his young son and his emir. the prince Hassan. at his side.
 "Sa!adin for you, Hassan fer me- shouted Nuf
 Then they met. and all the host of Islam cried out in dismay as they saw the commander of the faithful and his horse borne to the earth before the last desraring charge of these mad Chris tian knights. Another instant, and the sultan was on his feet again. and a score of ScimitcrS were striking at God win. His horse Flame sank down dy- ing but lie sprang from tie saddle, swinging the long sword. Now SalaGin recognized the crest upon his buckier and cried out:
 
 done well Yield you!'
 But Goodwin, who would not yield answered:
 "When 1 am dead-not before' Thereupon Saladin spoke a word, and. while certain of his maneiu.1es en- gagged Goodwin in front, keeping out of reach of that red and terrible sword, others crept up behind and, springing on him, seized his arms and dragged him to the ground. where they bound him fast.
 Meanwhile Wulf had f"red otherwise, for it was his horse Smoke, already stabbed to the vitals. that feil as he plunged on Prince Hassan. Yet lie also arose but little hurt and cried out: Thus. Hassan. old foe and friend, we meet at last in war. Come, would pay the debt l owe you for that drug ged wine, man 10 man and sword to sword"
 Indeed, it is due, Sir Wulf," answer ed the prince. laughing Guards, touch not this brave knight who has dared so much to reach me, Sultan, I ask a boon Between Sir Wulf and me there is an ancient quarrel that can only be washed away in blood. Let it be de cided here and now, and let this be your decree: That if l fall in fair fight l none shall set upon my conqueror and 1 no vengeance shall be taken for my blood"
 Good" said Saladin. Then Sir Wulf shall be my prisoner and DO more,