The Richmond palladium. (Richmond, Ind.) 1906-1907, 1906-05-05

endless camp, with It's 10000 tents. He
saw the Jyal pavilion. and in it the
sultan walked alone. He was lost in
thought, and Goodwin read his thought
It was: "Behind me the Jordan and
the sea of Galilee, into which, if my
TANKS were turned, should be driven,
1 and all my host. In front the terri
tories of the Franks, where l have no
friend, and by Nazareth their great
army. Allah alone can help me. If
they sit still and force me to advance
across the desert and attack them be-
fore my army pelts away, then 1 am
lost. If they advance upon me round
the mountain Tabor and by the wa
tered land, I may be lost. But if-oh,
If Allah should make them mad, and
they should strike straight across the
desert, then-then they are lost, and
the reign of the cross in Syria is for
ever at an end"
Look! Near to the pavilion of Sal
adm stood another tent, closely guard
ed, and in it on a cushioned bed lay
two women. One was Rosamund, and
the other was Masouda.
The last veil was withdrawn, and
now Goodwin saw a sight at which his
soul shivered. A fire-blackened plain
and above it frowning mountain, and
that mountain thick, thick with dead,
thousands and thousands and thou
sands of dead, among which the n.y.
enas wandered and the night birds
a1 fO
many of them he knew again as those
Of living men whom he had met in
Jerusalem and elsewhere or had noted
with the army.
Goodwin awoke from his dream trem-
bling, mounted his horse and rode back
to Wulf.
"Tell me-" asked Goodwin, chow long
is it since l left you?"
''Some few minutes - ten perhaps"
answered his brother.
"A short while to have seen so
much" replied Goodwin. Then he told
him all and at the end asked him,
"What think you?"
Wulf. considered awhile and answer
ed:
wen, pIotueI, you nave UOuCucu III
wine today, so you are not drunk, and
you have done nothing foolish, so you
are not mad. Therefore it would seem
that the saints have been talking to
you. Our watch is ended, for | hear
the horses of the knights who come to
relieve us. Listen. This is my coun-
sci: In the camp yonder is our friend
with whom we travelled from Jerusa
lem, Egbert, the bishop of Nazareth,
who marches with the host. Let us so
to him and lay this matter before him,
for he is holy man and learned"
Goodwin nodded in assent, and pres
emily, when the other knights We're
come and they had made their report
to them, they rode off together to the
tent of Egbert.
Egbert was an Englishman who had
spent more than thirty years of his
life in the east, whereof the suns had
tanned his wrinkled face to the hue
Of bronze that seemed the darker in
contrast with his blue eyes and snow
white hair and beard. Entering the
tent, they found him at his prayers.
Presently he rose and asked them what
they needed.
"Your counsel, holy father" answer
ed Wulf.
So, having seen that the tent flap
was closed and that none fingered
near, Goodwin told him his dream.
The old man listened patiently, nor
did he seem surprised at this strange
story, since in those days men saw, or
thought they saw, many such visions.
When he had finished Goodwin asked
of him as he had asked of Wulf:
What think you, holy father? Is this
a dream or is it a message?"
Goodwin Darcy" he answered, Il
have learned to know you as true
servant of the church. 1t well may be
that to such one as you foresight has
been given, that through you those who
rule us may be warned and all Chris
tendon saved from great sorrow and
disgrace. Come, let us go to the king
and tell this story, for he still sits in
council yonder"