the streets were encumbered with heads and mangled bodies, and how in the Haram Area, the sacred enclosure of the Temple, the knights rode in blood up to the knees of their horses. Here upwards of ten thousand were slaughtered, while the whole number of killed amounted, according to various estimates, to forty, seventy, and even a hundred thousand. An Arabic historian, not to be outdone in miracles by the Christians, reports that at the moment when the city fell, a sudden eclipse took place,, and the stars appeared in the day. Fugitives brought the news to Damascus and Baghdad. It was then the month of Bamadan, but the general trouble was such that the very fast was neglected. No greater misfortune, except, perhaps, the loss of Mecca, could have happened to Islamism. The people went in masses to the mosques ; the poets made their verses of lamentation : " We have mingled our blood with our tears. No refuge remains against the woes that overpower us. . . . How can ye close your eyes, children of Islam, in the midst of troubles which would rouse the deepest sleeper ? Will the chiefs of the Arabs resign themselves to such evils ? and will the warriors of Persia submit to such disgrace ? Would to God, since they will not fight for their religion, that they would fight for the safety of their neighbours ! And if they give up the rewards of heaven, will they not be induced to fight by the hope of booty ?"* '.. η urn Evening fell, and the clamour ceased, for there were no more enemies to kill, save a few whose lives had been promised by Tancred. Then from their hiding-places in the city came out the Christians who still remained in it. They had but one thought, to seek out and welcome Peter the Hermit, whom they proclaimed as their liberator. At the sight of these Christians, a sudden revulsion of feeling seized the soldiers. They remembered that the * From a poem by Mozaffer el Abiwardi.