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and promises and visions The blue waves rippledthe sea rolled on. Hours wore away and yet no path was cleared through the depths, night all too soon came on, and there was no alternative for the army but to leave the city, and then decide upon their next step. Some of the awoke to the deception of that undivided sea and resolved to stay in Genoa under the conditions imposed by the Senators, for the comforts of the city appealed strongly to them after such hardships as they had experienced. But on that day, Sunday, August 26th, the remainder of the army which had so proudly and happily entered the city on the day before, went from its gates with hanging heads and sad heartsa crestfallen band. Outside the city walls they gathered in a field near

noticed that their leader was no longer one of the group. Alas, for his consecration to a sacred calling, Nicholas was not to be found, either then or later Their leader, who had led them on to glory, where was he? No one ever knew. Never again was Nicholas seen by any one of those comrades who had followed him so far and so faithfully, trusted him so fully, and barest surmise fills in the mystery of his disappearance. Nicholas was no highstrung, emotional boy, carried away, as was Stephen, by the glory of his holy calling, he was a calm quiet lad, who, once impressed with the fact that there was work for him to do, always did it to

were mourning for him as for one dead, Nicholas in new garments, more rich and showy than any he had ever worn before, was being shown the ders of his new home, where servants stood ready to do his bidding, where every article of furnishing was a miracle of fairy fashioning, where cultured voices spoke in gentle tones, and where, oh, rapture far beyond all else, in the nearby stable there stood a prancing steed that was to be his own. Truly a worthy Crusade leader, heNicholas, the German lad Without a leader now, and without discipline or regulations, the discouraged, disorganised band whom he had deserted, bravely started on again,

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their city, with banners and crosses carried high, singing their splendid songs, and full of such grim determination to rescue the Holy Land, a feat which experienced warriors had failed to accomplish. As the marched through Genoa, changed indeed was the appearance of their army; of the twenty thousand who had left the banks of the Rhine under the leadership of Nicholas, there were only seven thousand remaining now. Of the rest some were on their homeward journey, some in new homes which they had found by the way, others were lying in undiscovered graves in forest or on hillsides. Only the strongest and most resolute of that

city for a week to the deluded youths, for by that timeso thought the Senatorsthe youths would discover their deception and return homeward. Eagerly did Nicholas and his army accept permission to enter the city whose streets and palaces were in such sharp contrast to those of their own homelands, Genoa being at that time at the height of her prosperity and greatness, but their joyful der found its match in that of the inhabitants, whose astonished eyes saw so many fairhaired marching through

one night in the city, after all, except those who desired to make it their permanent home, and abandoning their wild scheme, promise to become good citizens. But the youths laughed scornfully in answersaying: We only ask to rest one night. Tomorrow you shall see how God cares for his army Who would remain here, when there lies a path in the sea, between emerald walls, to the land where glory waits us?So saying they slept that night, in proud and peaceful hope of the mornings glory, and in the morning rushed early to the shore, that they might see the path across which they were to journey to the promised land. Alas for hopes

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