forward to meet his strange challenger. " A Raimond ! A Raimond !" cried the crowd, as the two combatants dashed upon each other. " Long life to the Red Knight," " Success to the Cru-sader," was echoed by the fickle multitude, with increased satisfaction, as the hero of Toulouse, overthrown by the violence of the shock, struggled beneath his fallen charger, while the stranger applying rein and spur, caused his gal-lant steed at one bound, to leap over the prostrate horse and rider, then dexterously compelling the animal to cari-cole gracefully in front of the queen's galley, and lower-ing his lance, the victorious knight courteously bowed as if laying his honors at the feet of Love and Beauty. The prizes for the day we're already bestowed ; but the enthusi-astic Berengaria found it impossible to let such prowess go unrewarded. Hastily untying her scarf, she fastened it to the end of his spear, and the Crusader, with the armorial bearings of Navarre streaming from his lance, rode slowly and proudly from the lists. The squires meanwhile had extricated the vanquished Raimond from his perilous position, and conducted him to his tent, where his bruises were found to require the skill of the leech. All were busy with conjectures concerning the unknown, many sage surmises very wide of the truth were hazarded by those best acquainted with heraldic de-vices, and arguments were rapidly increasing to animosi-ties, when the slight tinkling of a bell again drew .the at-tention of the concourse. " A champion ! A champion," exclaimed they again as a second knight, strong and broad-shouldered, sheathed in shining black armor, entered the arena. Glimpses of a ruddy complexion and sparkling eyes, were visible through the jetty bars of his vizor, and a raven with smooth and glossy plumage, its beak open, and a bell suspended from its neck, was perched upon his helmet. His coal-black steed was a war-horse of powerful make, deep-chested and of great strength of limb ; his red nostrils distended by his fiery impatience, glowed like the coals of a furnace, 208 HEROINES OF THE CRUSADES.