CHAPTER VIII.

SEQUEL OF THE EVENTS AT ALHAMA.

While all Andalusia was thus in arms and pouring its chivalry through

the mountain-passes of the Moorish frontiers, the garrison of Alhama was

reduced to great extremity and in danger of sinking under its sufferings

before the promised succor could arrive. The intolerable thirst that

prevailed in consequence of the scarcity of water, the incessant watch

that had to be maintained over the vast force of enemies without and

the great number of prisoners within, and the wounds which almost every

soldier had received in the incessant skirmishes and assaults, had worn

grievously both flesh and spirit. The noble Ponce de Leon, marques

of Cadiz, still animated the soldiery, however, by word and example,

sharing every hardship and being foremost in every danger, exemplifying

that a good commander is the vital spirit of an army.

When Muley Abul Hassan heard of the vast force that was approaching

under the command of the duke of Medina Sidonia, and that Ferdinand was

coming in person with additional troops, he perceived that no time was

to be lost: Alhama must be carried by one powerful attack or abandoned

entirely to the Christians.

A number of Moorish cavaliers, some of the bravest youth of Granada,

knowing the wishes of the king, proposed to undertake a desperate

enterprise which, if successful, must put Alhama in his power. Early one

morning, when it was scarcely the gray of the dawn, about the time

of changing the watch, these cavaliers approached the town at a place

considered inaccessible from the steepness of the rocks on which the

wall was founded, which, it was supposed, elevated the battlements

beyond the reach of the longest scaling-ladder. The Moorish knights,

aided by a number of the strongest and most active escaladors, mounted

these rocks and applied the ladders without being discovered, for to

divert attention from them Muley Abul Hassan made a false attack upon

the town in another quarter.

The scaling party mounted with difficulty and in small numbers; the

sentinel was killed at his post, and seventy of the Moors made their

way into the streets before an alarm was given. The guards rushed to

the walls to stop the hostile throng that was still pouring in. A sharp

conflict, hand to hand and man to man, took place on the battlements,

and many on both sides fell. The Moors, whether wounded or slain, were

thrown headlong without the walls, the scaling-ladders were overturned,

and those who were mounting were dashed upon the rocks, and from thence

tumbled upon the plain. Thus in a little while the ramparts were cleared

by Christian prowess, led on by that valiant knight Don Alonzo Ponce,

the uncle, and that brave esquire Pedro Pineda, nephew, of the marques

of Cadiz.

The walls being cleared, these two kindred cavaliers now hastened with

their forces in pursuit of the seventy Moors who had gained an entrance

into the town. The main party of the garrison being engaged at a

distance resisting the feigned attack of the Moorish king, this fierce

band of infidels had ranged the streets almost without opposition, and

were making their way to the gates to throw them open to the army.* They

were chosen men from among the Moorish forces, several of them gallant

knights of the proudest families of Granada. Their footsteps through

the city were in a manner printed in blood, and they were tracked by the

bodies of those they had killed and wounded. They had attained the gate;

most of the guard had fallen beneath their scimetars; a moment more and

Alhama would have been thrown open to the enemy.

* Zurita, lib. 20, c. 43.

Just at this juncture Don Alonzo Ponce and Pedro de Pineda reached the

spot with their forces. The Moors had the enemy in front and rear; they

placed themselves back to back, with their banner in the centre. In

this way they fought with desperate and deadly determination, making a

rampart around them with the slain. More Christian troops arrived and

hemmed them in, but still they fought, without asking for quarter. As

their number decreased they serried their circle still closer, defending

their banner from assault, and the last Moor died at his post grasping

the standard of the Prophet. This standard was displayed from the walls,

and the turbaned heads of the Moors were thrown down to the besiegers.*

* Pedro de Pineda received the honor of knighthood from the hand

of King Ferdinand for his valor on this occasion (Alonzo Ponce was

already knight.)--See Zuniga, Annales of Seville, lib. 12, an. 1482.

Muley Abul Hassan tore his beard with rage at the failure of this

attempt and at the death of so many of his chosen cavaliers. He saw that

all further effort was in vain; his scouts brought word that they had

seen from the heights the long columns and flaunting banners of the

Christian army approaching through the mountains. To linger would be

to place himself between two bodies of the enemy. Breaking up his camp,

therefore, in all haste, he gave up the siege of Alhama and hastened

back to Granada; and the last clash of his cymbals scarce died upon the

ear from the distant hills before the standard of the Duke of Medina

Sidonia was seen emerging in another direction from the defiles of the

mountains.

When the Christians in Alhama beheld their enemies retreating on one

side and their friends advancing on the other, they uttered shouts

of joy and hymns of thanksgiving, for it was as a sudden relief

from present death. Harassed by several weeks of incessant vigil and

fighting, suffering from scarcity of provisions and almost continual

thirst, they resembled skeletons rather than living men. It was a noble

and gracious spectacle--the meeting of those hitherto inveterate foes,

the duke of Medina Sidonia and the marques of Cadiz. At sight of

his magnanimous deliverer the marques melted into tears: all past

animosities only gave the greater poignancy to present feelings of

gratitude and admiration. The late deadly rivals clasped each other in

their arms, and from that time forward were true and cordial friends.

While this generous scene took place between the commanders a sordid

contest arose among their troops. The soldiers who had come to the

rescue claimed a portion of the spoils of Alhama, and so violent was the

dispute that both parties seized their arms. The duke of Medina

Sidonia interfered, and settled the question with his characteristic

magnanimity. He declared that the spoil belonged to those who had

captured the city. “We have taken the field,” said he, “only for

honor, for religion, and for the rescue of our countrymen and

fellow-Christians, and the success of our enterprise is a sufficient

and a glorious reward. If we desire booty, there are sufficient Moorish

cities yet to be taken to enrich us all.” The soldiers were convinced

by the frank and chivalrous reasoning of the duke; they replied to his

speech by acclamations, and the transient broil was happily appeased.

The marchioness of Cadiz, with the forethought of a loving wife,

had despatched her major-domo with the army with a large supply of

provisions. Tables were immediately spread beneath the tents, where the

marques gave a banquet to the duke and the cavaliers who had accompanied

him, and nothing but hilarity prevailed in this late scene of suffering

and death.

A garrison of fresh troops was left in Alhama, and the veterans who had

so valiantly captured and maintained it returned to their homes burdened

with precious booty. The marques and duke, with their confederate

cavaliers, repaired to Antiquera, where they were received with great

distinction by the king, who honored the marques of Cadiz with signal

marks of favor. The duke then accompanied his late enemy, but now

most zealous and grateful friend, the marques of Cadiz, to his town of

Marchena, where he received the reward of his generous conduct in

the thanks and blessings of the marchioness. The marques celebrated a

sumptuous feast in honor of his guest; for a day and night his palace

was thrown open and was the scene of continual revel and festivity. When

the duke departed for his estates at St. Lucar the marques attended him

for some distance on his journey, and when they separated it was as the

parting scene of brothers. Such was the noble spectacle exhibited to the

chivalry of Spain by these two illustrious rivals. Each reaped universal

renown from the part he had performed in the campaign--the marques from

having surprised and captured one of the most important and formidable

fortresses of the kingdom of Granada, and the duke from having subdued

his deadliest foe by a great act of magnanimity.

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