declared "that one cannot accept the evidence of a man who is traveling on the ocean," was struck dumb with admiration of his hero. "What, I ask you," continued the latter, "is the most glorious of deaths ? " " To die in the way of God," replied the Cadi. Staring out over the tumultuous sea in solemn ec stasy, Saladin said firmly: " Then I strive for the door of the most glorious of deaths." But from the day of his issuing from Jerusalem — October 30th — his high ambition was to be thwarted many times. Until now he had been a consistent victor, despite occasional defeats ; but, if the Prophet was indeed rejoicing in the deeds of his squire, he was frequently looking the other way and closing his ears to his appeals at critical moments, so that Fortune became a fickle jade from then on. In our distant view of him his portrait seems to have changed. He is no longer the calm, invincible Sultan, patron of poets and devotees, patriarchal father of high and low, indulgent and munificent prince, engrossed yet patient before his many duties, moving ever serenely but irresistibly toward his splendid goal. His hitherto untroubled brow becomes knit with insoluble perplexities, his magnificent patience is strained to the breaking point, his robust physical resistance is broken by recurring attacks of a virulent character which even his iron will cannot always overcome. There are critical moments when this splendid fighter seems to face overwhelming odds from every