CHAPTER XVIII

THE KNIGHTS OF ST. JOHN

The Knights of Saint John of Jerusalem, afterwards known as the Knights

of Rhodes, and eventually as the Knights of Malta—A brief sketch of the

Order, including the relation of how Gozon de Dieu-Donné, subsequently

Grand Master, slew the great Serpent of Rhodes; also some account of

Jean Parisot de la Valette, forty-eighth Grand Master, who commanded at

the Siege of Malta, in which the arms of Soliman the Magnificent were

defeated after a siege lasting one hundred and thirteen days.

Amongst all those principalities and powers against which Dragut

contended during the whole of his strenuous existence, there was no

one among them which he held in so much detestation as the famous

Knights of Saint John, known in the sixteenth century as the Knights

of Malta. This militant religious organisation had its origin in

Jerusalem in peculiar and interesting circumstances. After the death

of Mahomet, his followers, burning with zeal, put forward the tenets

of their religion by means of fire and sword; during the years which

followed the Hegira, 622 A.D., the arms of the Moslems were everywhere

successful, and amongst other places conquered by them was Palestine.

So great was the renown acquired by the Emperor Charlemagne that his

fame passed even into Asia, and Eginard states that the Caliph

Haroun Raschid permitted the French nation to maintain a house in

Jerusalem for the reception of pilgrims visiting the holy places, and

that, further, the Prince permitted the Patriarch of Jerusalem to send

to the Christian Emperor, on his behalf, the keys of the Holy Sepulchre

and those of the Church of Calvary, together with a standard which was

the sign of the power and authority delegated by the Moslem ruler to

his mighty contemporary. In the middle of the eleventh century Italian

merchants coming from Amalfi, who had experienced the hard lot of the

Christian pilgrims in reaching the Holy City, secured from the Caliph

Moustafa-Billah a concession of land, on which they built a chapel

known as St. Mary of the Latins, to distinguish it from the Greek

church already established at Jerusalem, and also constructed a hospice

in which to receive the pilgrims, whether in sickness or in health,

known as the Hospice of St. John.

In 1093 the untiring efforts of Peter the Hermit, with the support of

Pope Urbain II., brought about the first Crusade, and in 1099 we first

hear of Gerard, the founder of the Order of St. John. Gerard was a

French monk who, seeing the good work done by the Hospice of St. John,

had attached himself to it, and had at this time been working in the

cause of charity, and devoting himself to the pilgrims for many years.

Godfrey de Bouillon, having defeated the Saracens outside the walls

of Jerusalem, entered that city and visited the Hospice of St. John;

he there found many of the Crusaders who had been wounded during the

siege, and who had been carried thither after the taking of the

place: all of these men were loud in their praises of the loving

kindness with which they had been received and tended.

Great was the honour and reverence in which these simple monks were

held ever after by the Crusaders; for was it not common talk that these

holy men had themselves subsisted on the coarsest and most repulsive

fare in order that the food in the hospice should be both pure and

abundant? Fired by this fine example of Christian charity, several

noble gentlemen who had been tended in the hospice gave up the idea of

returning to their own countries, and consecrated themselves to the

Hospice of St. John, and to the service of the pilgrims, the poor, and

the sick. Among these was Raimond Dupuy.

The great Prince Godfrey de Bouillon fully approved of the steps taken

by these gentlemen, and for his own part contributed to the upkeep of

the hospice the seigneurie of Montbirre, with all its dependencies,

which formed a part of his domain in Brabant. His example was widely

copied by the Christian princes and great nobles among the Crusaders,

who enriched the hospice with many lands and seigneuries, both in

Palestine and in Europe. All these lands and properties were placed

unreservedly in the hands of the saintly Gerard to do with as he would

for the advancement of his work. In 1118 Gerard died in extreme old

age; “he died in the arms of the brothers, almost without sickness,

falling, as it may be said, like a fruit ripe for eternity.”

The choice of the Hospitallers as his successor was Raimond Dupuy,

a nobleman of illustrious descent from the Province of Dauphiny, and

it is he who first held rule under the title of Grand Master. In all

charity and loving kindness the life of Gerard had been passed, the

brethren of St. John occupying themselves merely in tending the sick,

in helping the poor and the pilgrims; but Raimond Dupuy was a soldier

of the Cross, and he laid before the Order a scheme by which, from

among the members thereof, a military corps should be formed, vowed

to a perpetual crusade against the Infidel. This, in full conclave,

was carried by acclamation, and the most remarkable body of religious

warriors that the world has ever seen then came existence.

This pact against the Infidel was in the first instance directed

against the barbarians who swarmed around the Holy City, and the

Hospitallers, who nearly all had been knights and soldiers of Godfrey

de Bouillon, joyfully took up their arms again to employ them in the

defence of this locality which they cherished, and in defence of

the pilgrims who were robbed, murdered, and maltreated in all the

surrounding country. In becoming warriors once more, they vowed to turn

their arms against the Infidel, and against him alone; to neither make

nor meddle with arms in their hands in any dispute between men of their

own faith. The composition of the Order as it was arranged by Raimond

Dupuy caused it to consist of three classes. In the first were placed

men of high birth and rank who, having been bred to arms, were capable

of taking command. In the second came priests and chaplains, who,

besides the ordinary duties attached to their religious profession,

were obliged, each in his turn, to accompany the fighting men in

their wars. Those who were neither of noble houses nor belonging to

the ecclesiastical profession were known as “serving brothers”: they

were employed indifferently in following the knights into battle or

in tending the sick in the hospital, and were distinguished by a

coat-of-arms of a different colour from that worn by the knights.

As the Order prospered amazingly, and as to it repaired numbers of the

young noblesse from all parts of Europe to enrol themselves under its

banner, it was accordingly divided into seven “Languages”; those of

Provence, Auvergne, France, Italy, Arragon, Germany, and England. To

the Language of Arragon was in later years allotted those of Castile

and of Portugal. The dress consisted of a black robe, with a mantle

of the same colour, the whole being called _manteau à bec_, having upon

the left side thereof a white cross in cloth, with light points. The

eight-pointed cross, or the Maltese Cross, as it came to be known in

subsequent centuries, will be seen upon the armour, engraven on the

breastplate, of all the pictures of the Grand Masters.

In the year 1259 the Pope, Alexander IV., finding that men of noble

birth objected to be habited as were the “serving brothers,” ordained

that the knights on a campaign should wear a “sopraveste” of scarlet

embroidered with the cross in white; further, that should any knight

abandon the ranks, and fly from the battle, he should be deprived

of his order and his habit. The form of government was purely

aristocratic, all authority being vested in the Council, of which

the Grand Master was the chief, the case of an equal division of

opinion being provided for by giving to the Grand Master the casting

vote. There were in the Order certain aged knights who were called

“Preceptors,” who, under authority delegated to them by the Council,

administered the estates and funds accruing, and also paid for the hire

of such soldiers or “seculars” whom the Knights took into their service.

Incidentally, it may be mentioned that the establishment of the

Knights of St. John led to the foundation of the famous Order of the

Knights Templars. In 1118 Hugues de Payens, Geoffrey de St. Aldemar,

and seven other French noblemen, whose hearts were touched by the

sufferings which the pilgrims underwent in their journey to Jerusalem,

formed themselves into a society with the object of the protection

of these inoffensive persons on their transit from the coast inland.

Hugues de Payens, received in audience by Pope Honoré II., was sent

by the Pontiff to the Peers of the Council, then assembled at Troyes

in Champagne; the Council approving of so charitable an enterprise,

the Order was formed, and Bernard, known as “Saint” Bernard, drew up

the code of regulations by which it was to be governed. The movement

spread, and many princes and nobles returned to the Holy Land in the

train of de Payens and his companions.

So famous did the Order of St. John become, that in 1133 Alfonzo, King

of Navarre and Arragon, who called himself Emperor of Spain, carried

his zeal so far as to bequeath to the knights his kingdoms of Navarre

and Arragon: this, however, was naturally and hotly contested in these

places, and Raimond Dupuy, who attended a Council to regulate the

matter, was content to compromise on certain lands and benefits being

allocated to those whom he represented.

On August 15th, 1310, the knights, under the Grand Master, Fulke de

Villaret, conquered the Island of Rhodes and established themselves

there, and from this time onward, while they held the island, were

known as the Knights of Rhodes. No sooner were the knights firmly

established in Rhodes and the fortifications placed in a proper

state of repair, than a tower was built on the highest point of the

island, of great height, from which a view could be obtained of the

sea and the surrounding islands, and from which information could be

signalled as to the movements of any vessels which were observed. It

was then decided to fortify the small island of Cos or Lango in the

vicinity, as it contained an excellent harbour; a fortress, planned

by the Grand Master himself, was erected on the island, a knight was

left in command, and we are told that under the successors of de

Villaret—himself twenty-fourth Grand Master—the island, which was very

fertile, flourished exceedingly, producing much fruit and some most

excellent wine.

There was reigning in Bithynia, at the time when the knights seized

upon Rhodes, that Ottoman whose name has come down to us when we speak

of the Ottoman Empire; it is a somewhat strange coincidence that

the Christian warriors, sworn foes of the Mussulman, should have so

established themselves just when the tide of the Mohammedan conquest

was about to rise and sweep away Byzantium; that they should arrive

upon the scene just as the curtain was about to rise on the tragedy

which, in its onward march, was to make of the church of St. Sophia a

mosque for the worship of the Ottoman Turks.

Ottoman—the descendant of one Soliman, the chief of a nomadic tribe

of Tartars who had been chased from the Empire of Persia in the year

1214—was not only a soldier and a conqueror, but also a great and

beneficent ruler in those regions in which he held sway. Approached

by those of his co-religionists who had been driven out of Rhodes by

the Knights, Ottoman embarked an army and attacked the place, assuring

himself of an easy conquest. In spite, however, of the fortifications

having been hastily constructed, his troops were defeated with great

loss, and he was obliged to raise the siege. In this manner did the

indomitable champions of Christendom begin that long and bloodthirsty

war between the Cross and the Crescent in the Mediterranean which

was to endure for nearly another five centuries. GOZON DE DIEU-DONNÉ

[Illustration: SLAYING THE GREAT SERPENT OF RHODES.]

In the long, chequered, and glorious history of the Knights there are

many strange and semi-miraculous deeds recounted of them in the wars

and adventures in which they took so prominent a part; the following,

which is gravely set out by the historians of the time, may be left to

the judgment of the reader. In 1324 Fulke de Villaret was succeeded in

the Grand Mastership by Helion de Villeneuve, a knight of exemplary

piety and a strict disciplinarian. Under his rule the Order regained

those habits of severe simplicity from which they had been allowed to

lapse by his predecessor. In 1329 Rhodes was greatly agitated by the

fact that a crocodile or serpent—as it is indifferently described—had

taken up its abode in the marshes at the foot of Mount St. Etienne,

some two miles from the town. This ferocious creature devoured sheep

and cattle; also several of the inhabitants had lost their lives by

approaching the neighbourhood in which it dwelt. Several attacks

were made upon it, but, as there were no firearms, all the missiles

projected against it rebounded harmlessly from the scales with which it

was covered. So dangerous had it become, that the Grand Master thought

it his duty to forbid any of the knights to attempt its destruction;

an order which was obeyed with a right good will. There was, however,

a knight of the Language of Provence called Gozon de Dieu-Donné, who

secretly determined that he would slay the serpent, and he accordingly

made it his occupation to observe as closely as possible the habits

of the monster. Having satisfied himself on certain points, he then

returned to his chateau of Gozon in the province of Languedoc. The

point which Gozon had wished to determine was in what portion of its

body was the serpent vulnerable; and he had convinced himself that

the belly of the creature was unprotected by scales. He accordingly

modelled in wood as exact a representation of the serpent as he could

accomplish, colouring it the same as the original; the belly of the

model was constructed of leather. He then trained some large and

ferocious hounds, at a certain signal, to dash in under the model

and fix their teeth in its leathern underpart. For months did the

ingenious knight persevere with the training of his dogs, himself on

horseback in full armour cheering them to the assault. At last he

considered them to be perfect in their parts, and, taking two servants

and the hounds with him, returned to Rhodes. Avoiding everybody, he

caused his arms to be carried to a small church in the neighbourhood

of Mount St. Etienne by his servants. The knight went into the church,

where he passed some time in prayer, recommending his soul to God in

the enterprise which he was about to undertake.

He then donned his armour and mounted his horse, ordering his servants,

if he were killed, to return to France but if he succeeded in

killing the serpent to come at once to him, or to aid him if he were

wounded. He then rode off in the direction of the marsh accompanied

by his hounds. No sooner did the serpent hear the ring of bit and

stirrup-iron, the trampling of the charger and the baying of the

hounds, than it issued forth with wide-open slavering jaws and terrible

burning eyes to slay and to devour. Gozon, recommending his soul to

his Maker, put spurs to his horse and charged. But his lance shivered

on the hide of the serpent as though it had struck a stone wall. His

horse, mad with terror at the sight and the foul odour of the serpent,

plunged so furiously as to unseat him. He fell to the ground, uttering

as he did so his call to the hounds; had it not been for these faithful

auxiliaries he would instantly have been slain, but they rushed in and,

fastening their teeth in the belly of the serpent, caused it to writhe

and twist in its anguish. Instantly Gozon was upon his feet again,

and, watching his opportunity, plunged his sword into the exposed

vitals of his enemy. Mortally wounded, the serpent flung itself high

in the air with a convulsive effort, and falling backwards pinned the

knight to the ground beneath its enormous bulk. The servants, who had

been the horrified spectators of this terrific conflict, now rushed to

the assistance of their master, and succeeded in freeing him from his

unpleasant predicament. Gozon, they thought, was dead, but upon dashing

some water in his face he opened his eyes, to behold the pleasing

spectacle of his monstrous enemy lying by his side a corpse.

Naturally elated, he returned to Rhodes, where he became on the instant

the popular hero; for who could say or do enough for the man who had

slain the serpent. He was conducted in triumph to the palace of the

Grand Master by his fellow knights, but here a remarkably unpleasant

surprise was in store for him. Very austerely did Helion de Villeneuve

regard the triumphant warrior, and stern and uncompromising was the

voice in which he asked him how he had dared to contravene the express

order of his Grand Master by going forth to combat with the serpent?

Calling a Council immediately the implacable de Villeneuve, in spite of

all entreaties, deprived Gozon de Dieu-Donné of the habit of a knight.

“What,” said this just and severe disciplinarian, “is the death of this

monster, what indeed do the deaths of the islanders matter, compared

with the maintenance of the discipline of this Order of which I am the

unworthy chief?”

But Helion de Villeneuve was of too wise and kindly a nature to

make his decree absolute, and having thus vindicated his authority he

shortly afterwards released Gozon and made him happy by his praises and

more material benefits.

The Abbé de Vertot tells us that the learned Bochart argues that the

Phoenicians gave to this island the name of Gefirath-Rod (from whence

the name “Rhodes”), or the Isle of the Serpents, and that when the

Romans were at war with the Carthaginians Attilius Regulus slew a

monster in the island of Rhodes the skin of which measured one hundred

feet. Thevenot, in his Travels published in 1637, states that he saw

the head of Gozon’s serpent still attached to one of the gates of the

town of Rhodes, and that it was as large as the head of a horse.

Upon the death of Helion de Villeneuve in 1346, a Chapter of the Order

was held as usual to elect his successor. When it came to the turn of

the Commander Gozon de Dieu-Donné to speak, he said:

“In entering this conclave I made a solemn vow not to propose any

knight whom I did not consider to be most worthy of this exalted

office, and animated by the best intentions for the glory and

well-being of the Order. After considering carefully the state of

the Christian world, of the wars which we are perpetually obliged to

wage against the infidel, the firmness and vigour necessary for the

maintenance of discipline, I declare that I find no person so capable

of governing our ‘Religion’ as myself.”

He then proceeded to speak in a purely impersonal tone of the

magnificent services which he had rendered, not forgetting the

famous episode of the serpent, and drew their attention to the fact

that the late Grand Master had constituted him, Gozon, his principal

lieutenant. He ended: “You have already tried my government, you know

well that which you may hope to expect. I believe that in all justice I

shall receive your suffrages.”

Naturally the assemblage was stupefied at hearing a man thus recommend

himself; on reflection, however, they decided that he had spoken

no less than the truth, and Gozon de Dieu-Donné, “the hero of the

serpent,” became twenty-sixth Grand Master of the Order. He died in

1353, when he was succeeded by Pierre de Cornillan, and upon his tomb

were graven these words: “Cy Gist le Vainqueur du Dragon.”

In the years 1480 and 1485 under the Grand Master Pierre D’Aubusson,

Rhodes withstood two great sieges from the Turks. The first of these is

described at length by the knight Merri Dupuis “temoin oculaire” who

sets down: “Je, Mary Dupuis gros et rude de sens et de entendement je

veuille parler et desscrire au plus bref que je pourray et au plus pres

de la verite selon que je pen voir a lueil.” The description of that of

1485 is written by another eye-witness, the Commandeur de Bourbon, to

whom “ma semble bon et condecent a raison declairer premierement les

causes qui out incite mon poure et petit entendement a faire cest petit

oeuvre.”

But we have no space to follow these gallant Knights, and it must

suffice to say that on both occasions, after incredible exertions

and terrible slaughter on both sides, the attacks of the Turks were

eventually repulsed.

It was reserved for Soliman the Magnificent to finally vanquish the

Knights and to expel them from Rhodes; from July 1522 until January

1523 the Knights under the heroic Villiers de L’Isle Adam maintained an

all unequal struggle against the vast hosts of the Crescent, which were

perpetually reinforced. At last, on January 1st, 1523, the Knights,

by virtue of a treaty with Soliman, which was honourably observed on

both sides, evacuated the island in which they had been established for

nearly two hundred and twenty years.

By favour of Charles V. the Knights on October 26th, 1530, took charge

of the islands of Malta and Gozo, and established themselves therein;

still under the Grand Mastership of L’Isle Adam, whose sword and helmet

are still religiously kept in a small church in Vittoriosa, just at the

back of the Admiral Superintendent’s house in the present dockyard.

The knights fortified the islands and there abode, until in 1565 the

Ottoman returned once more to the attack.

It may be said that heroism is a relative term, that it has many uses

and applications all equally truthful. On the side of mere physical

courage almost every man who took part in that memorable siege of

Malta in the year 1565 may have been said to have earned the title of

hero. No man’s foot went back; no man’s courage quailed; no man’s face

blanched when called upon to face perils so appalling that they meant

an almost inevitable and speedy death; this was true or Christian

and Moslem alike. The death-roll on either side was so tremendous as to

prove this contention up to the hilt. From May 18th to September 8th,

1565—that is to say, in one hundred and thirteen days—thirty thousand

Moslems and eight thousand Christians perished—an average of some three

hundred and thirty-six persons per day. In that blazing torrid heat

the sufferings of those who survived from day to day must have been

accentuated beyond bearing by the myriads of unburied corpses by which

they lived surrounded; and that the contending forces were not swept

away by pestilence is an extraordinary marvel.

[Illustration: CARRACK IN WHICH THE KNIGHTS ARRIVED AT MALTA, 1530.]

In many, nay, in most campaigns, personal feeling enters but little

into the contest. Nationality strikes against nationality, army against

army, or navy against navy; but no burning hatred of his adversary

animates the breast of the combatant on either side; it may even be

said that frequently some pity for the vanquished is felt, when all is

over, by the side which has conquered. At Malta the element of actual

personal individual hatred was the mainspring by which the combatants

on both sides were moved; each regarded the other as an infidel, the

slaying of whom was the sacrifice most acceptable to the God they

worshipped. “Infidel” was the term which each hurled at the other; to

destroy the infidel, root and branch, was the act imposed upon those

whose faith was the one only passport to a blessed eternity, and those

who fell in the strife, whether Christian or Moslem, felt assured that

for them the gates of heaven stood wide open.

Great as were those others who perished, faithful to the death as

were those noble knights who died to a man in the culminating agony

of St. Elmo, adroit, resourceful, master of himself and others as was

the famous Dragut, there is one name and one alone that shines like

a beacon light upon a hill-top when we think of the siege of Malta.

Jean Parisot de la Valette, whose name is enshrined for ever in that

noble city which crowns Mount Sceberass at the present day, was the

forty-eighth Grand Master of the Noble Order of the Knights of Saint

John of Jerusalem the charter for which, contained in the original Bull

of Pope Paschal II., dated 1113 (in which the Holy Father took the

Order under his special protection), may be seen to this day in the

armoury of the palace at Valetta. At the time when the supreme honour

was conferred upon him, in the year 1557, he had passed through every

grade of the Order: as soldier, captain, general, Counsellor, Grand

Cross: in all of them displaying a valour, a piety, a self-abnegation

beyond all praise, A man of somewhat austere manner, he exacted from

others that which he gave himself—a whole-hearted devotion to the Order

to which he had consecrated his life. Fearing no man in the Council

Chamber, even as he feared no foe in the field, he ever spoke his

mind in defence of that which he deemed to be right. Proud, with the

dignity becoming a man of his ancient lineage, he merged all personal

haughtiness in the zeal he felt in upholding the rights and privileges

of that splendid confederation of knights of the best blood in Europe

over which he had been called upon to preside at the mature age of

sixty-three. There is no instance in history of any man more absolutely

single-minded than La Valette; that in which he believed he cherished

with an ardour almost incredible in these days, and that the sword of

the Lord had been confided into his hand for the utter extermination

and extirpation of the Moslem heresy was the leading feature in his

creed. That he had been advanced to a dignity but little less than

royal in achieving the Grand Mastership was but as dust in the balance

to him compared with the opportunities which it gave him to harry his

life-long foes; and he who had known so well how to obey throughout all

his youth and manhood was now to prove, in the most emphatic manner,

that he had learned how to command. In all those terrible hundred

and thirteen days during which the siege lasted there was none to be

compared to him. As occasion occurred this man’s soul rose higher and

ever higher; beseeching, imploring, commanding, by sheer force of

example did he point out the way to the weaker spirits by whom he was

surrounded.

To speak of weaker spirits in connection with the siege of Malta seems

almost an insult; these gallant knights and soldiers were only so in

comparison with their leader. Twice during the siege of St, Elmo did

the garrison send to La Valette and represent that the place was no

longer tenable; but Garcia de Toledo, Viceroy of Sicily for Philip of

Spain, was writing specious letters instead of sending reinforcements,

and every moment gained was of importance. Coldly did La Valette remind

the Knights of their vows to the Order, and when renewed assurances

came that it was only a matter of a few hours before they should be

overwhelmed he replied that others could be found to take their places,

that he, as Grand Master, would come in person to show them how to die.

A passion of remorse overcame these noble gentlemen, who, thus nerved

by the indomitable spirit of their chief, died to the last man in the

tumbled ruins of that charnel-house which had once been a fortress.

La Valette was ready to die; there was no man in all that garrison so

ready. With pike and sword this veteran of seventy-one years of age

was ever at the post of the greatest danger, repelling the assaults

of Janissaries and corsairs, fighting with the spirit of the youngest

among the Knights in the breaches rent in the walls of Il Borgo. In

vain did his comrades try to prevent him from this perpetual exposure;

in vain did they point out that the value of his life outnumbered that

of an army. He was very gentle with these remonstrances, but quite

firm. There were plenty as good as he to take his place should he fall,

he insisted; till that time came it was his duty to inspire all by his

example, to show to the simplest soldier that he was cared for by his

Grand Master.

As things went from bad to worse, when Il Borgo became in little better

case than had St. Elmo before it, La Valette never hesitated, never

looked back, never ceased to hope that the sluggard Garcia de Toledo

might send relief; and, if he did not, then would they all perish with

arms in their hands, as had their brethren across that narrow strip of

water who had held St. Elmo to the last man. What man or woman can read

without something of a lump coming in their throat of those noble

words of the Grand Master in the last few days of the siege when all

had utterly abandoned hope?

Grimed, emaciated, covered with sweat and blood and dust, did La

Valette move from post to post exhorting and encouraging his soldiers.

So few had the gallant company of the Knights become that command was

necessarily delegated to the under-officers; yet who among them did not

find fresh courage and renewed strength when that great noble, the head

of the Order, stood by their sides and spoke thus to them as man to

man?—

“My brothers, we are all servants of Jesus Christ; and I feel assured

that if I and all these in command should fall you will still fight on

for the honour of the Order and the love of our Holy Church.”

We have to think of what it all meant, we have dimly to try and realise

the burden which was laid upon this man, before we come to a right

conception, not only of what he endured but the terrible sacrifices

he was called upon to make. Here was no man of iron lusting for blood

and greedy of conquest for the sake of the vain applause of men; but

one full of human love and affection for those among whom he had lived

all the days of his life. Upon him was laid the charge of upholding

the honour of the Order, the majesty of the God whom he served. To

this end he doomed to certain death those brethren of his in St. Elmo,

his own familiar friends, reminding them that it was their duty so to

die, while his heart was breaking with the agony of this terrible

decision, which no weaker man could have given. When his beloved nephew

was slain, together with another gallant youth, he smiled sadly and

said that they had only travelled the road which they all had to tread

in a few days; that he grieved as much for the one as for the other. In

speaking of this man, it may truly be said that there is no character

in history more elevated; there is none which shows us the picture of a

more perfect, gentle, and valiant knight.

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