the battle of nazareth
at dawn the next day, about six o'clock in the morning, the drums beat and the trumpets sounded the call.
roland had told junot that the advance-guard of the damascenes was on its way to tiberias, and junot, not wishing to give them time to besiege him in his mountain, crossed the ravine between the hills which rise around nazareth and descend through the valley as far as the village of cana, which he did not see until he was within three-quarters of a mile of it, for it was hidden behind a spur of the mountain.
the enemy might be either in the valley of batouf or on the plain which lies at the foot of mount tabor. but in either case, as the french were coming down from the "high places," as scripture has it, they were in no danger of being surprised; on the contrary, they were sure to see the enemy at a distance.
the soldiers were better versed in the miracle which jesus performed at cana than in any of his other miracles; and of all the places sanctified by his memory, cana was the one that was the most firmly impressed upon their minds. for it was at the wedding at cana that jesus turned the water into wine. and although the soldiers were very happy on the days when they had water, it is self-evident that they would have been happier had there been any days on which they could have had wine.
it was also at cana that jesus performed that other miracle of which saint john speaks:
there was a certain nobleman whose son was sick at capernaum. when he had heard that jesus had come out of judea into galilee, he went unto him and besought him[pg 620] that he would come down and heal his son, for he was on the point of death.
then jesus said unto him, except ye see signs and wonders ye will not believe.
the nobleman said unto him, sir, come down, lest my child die.
jesus said unto him, go thy way, thy son liveth. and the man believed the word which jesus had spoken unto him and went his way.
and as he was now going down, his servants met him and told him, saying, thy son liveth.
junot found the sheik el-beled at the entrance of the village of cana, who was coming to meet him to ask him to go no further, as he said there were two or three thousand of the enemy's cavalry on the plain.
junot had one hundred and fifty grenadiers of the nineteenth brigade of the line, a hundred and fifty carabineers of the second light, and about a hundred cavalry commanded by major duvivier, belonging to the fourteenth dragoons. this made exactly four hundred men, as he had said on the previous night.
he thanked the sheik el-beled, and to the latter's great admiration he continued on his way. when he reached one of the branches of the little river which takes its source at cana, he followed its bank. as he came to the pass which separates loubi from the mountains of cana, he saw two or three thousand cavalry divided into several corps, who were galloping about between loubi and mount tabor. to obtain a better idea of their position, he spurred his horse to a gallop and rode as far as the ruins of a little village on the crest of a hill, which the natives of the country called meschanah.
but just then he caught sight of a second corps marching from the village of loubi. it was composed of mamelukes, maugrabins, and turcomans. this troop was almost as strong as the other, and junot, with his four hundred men, had five thousand against him. moreover, this troop was marching in a compact body, contrary to the custom of the[pg 621] orientals, and was advancing slowly and in good order. he could see a great many standards, banners and horses' tails in their ranks.
these horses' tails, which served as the ensigns of the pashas, had been the laughing stock of the french until they had learned the origin of this singular standard. then they had heard that at the battle of nicopolis, bajazet, seeing that his standard had been captured by the christians, with one blow had severed his horse's tail from his body, and putting it on a pike had rallied his soldiers around this novel oriflamme and won the battle, which had proved one of the most disastrous to christianity which has ever been fought.
junot was right in estimating that the troop which was marching in such good order was the only one to be feared. he sent fifty grenadiers to keep back the cavalry whom he had first seen, and whom he had recognized as bedouins who would be content with harassing his troops during the fight. but he drew up a hundred grenadiers and the hundred and fifty carabineers in opposition to the regular force, keeping the hundred dragoons in reserve, in order to use them later where they might be most needed.
the turks, when they saw this handful of men draw up to wait for them, thought that they were struck motionless with terror. they approached within pistol range; but then the grenadiers and the carabineers, each choosing his man, fired, and the whole front rank of the turkish force fell, some of the bullets plowing their way to horses and men in the third and fourth lines. this volley created great confusion among the enemy, and gave the carabineers and grenadiers time to reload. but this time only the front rank fired, the second then passing forward their loaded guns and receiving the discharged ones in exchange.
this continuous fusillade made the turks falter; but when they saw their own numbers, and the insignificant number of the enemy, they charged with loud shouts. this was the moment for which roland was waiting. when[pg 622] junot ordered his two hundred and fifty men to form a hollow square, roland, at the head of his hundred and fifty dragoons, dashed upon the troop, which was advancing in disorderly fashion, and took them in the flank.
the turks were not accustomed to these straight sabres, which pierced them like lances at a distance, where their curved cimeters were of no use. the effect of this charge was terrible in consequence. the dragoons cut straight through the body of mussulmans, coming out on the other side. they gave the square an opportunity to discharge their rifles, and then dashed into the furrow which the bullets had plowed; and riding with sabres held straight before them, enlarged the furrow until it seemed to burst, and the turkish horsemen, instead of continuing to march with closed ranks, began to scatter all over the plain.
roland had closed with the standard-bearer of one of the head chiefs. as he wore the curved sabre of the chasseurs instead of the straight one of the dragoons, he and his antagonist were on equal terms. two or three times, letting the reins fall upon his horse's neck and guiding him with his legs, he carried his hand to his pistols; but this means of defence seemed to him unworthy. he urged his horse upon that of his adversary, and seized the man about the body, and the struggle continued, while the horses, recognizing each other as enemies, bit and tore savagely at each other. for a moment those who were surrounding the two adversaries paused; frenchmen and mussulmans waited to see the end. but roland, loosening his girths, drove the spurs into his horse, which seemed to slip from under him, and his weight dragging upon the mussulman, he fell head downward, hanging by the stirrups. in a second roland was up again, his bloody sabre in one hand and the turkish standard in the other. as for the mussulman, he was dead, and his horse, spurred by a prick from roland's sabre, dragged him into the ranks of his comrades, where he increased the disorder.
meanwhile, the arabs on the plain of mount tabor[pg 623] hastened toward the firing. two chiefs, who were better mounted, preceded them by about five hundred paces. junot rode out alone to meet them, ordering his soldiers to leave them to him.
he halted a hundred paces in advance of the fifty whom he had sent as if in derision against the arabs on the plain; and noticing that the two horsemen with whom he had to do were separated by about a hundred paces, he let his sabre hang by its knot, and took a pistol from his holster. he saw two flaming eyes between the ears of the horse who was coming at full speed against him, and (we have said that he was marvellously skilful with the pistol) he put a ball straight through their owner's forehead. the rider fell, and the horse, carried on by its own impetus, was caught by one of the fifty grenadiers, while the general, replacing the pistol in the holster, and seizing his sabre, cut off his second adversary's head with a single blow.
then each officer, inspired by his general's example, left the ranks. ten or twelve single combats like that which we have just described engaged the attention of the whole army, who applauded vigorously. the turks were defeated in all.
the battle lasted from half-past eight in the morning until three in the afternoon, when junot ordered a retreat into the mountains of cana. when he came down in the morning he had seen a large plateau well-suited to his purpose, for he knew that, with his four hundred men, while he could make a brilliant fight he could not expect to win the victory. the battle had been fought; four hundred frenchmen had held the ground against five thousand turks for five hours; they had left eight hundred dead and three hundred wounded of the enemy upon the field of battle. they themselves had had five men killed and one wounded.
junot gave orders that they should take the wounded man with them, and, as his leg was broken, they laid him upon a litter, which four of his comrades carried.
roland mounted his horse again. he had exchanged his curved sabre for a straight one; and in his holsters he had[pg 624] his pistols, with which he could cut a pomegranate flower at twenty paces. with junot's two aides-de-camp he took command of the hundred dragoons who formed the general's cavalry; and the three young men in their amicable rivalry converted this errand of death into a pleasure party. whether they were fighting hand-to-hand with the turks with their swords, or whether, encouraged by their general's example, they contented themselves with using them as a target for their bullets, they filled the day with picturesque incidents which long furnished heroic anecdotes and amusing tales for the bivouac of the army of the east.
junot was sheltered from attack and secure in his position at four o'clock in the afternoon. he had established himself oh his plateau, past which flowed one of the feeders of the little river which empties into the sea near carmel, and was in communication with the greek and catholic priests of cana and nazareth. he could therefore afford to wait quietly for the reinforcements which bonaparte would be sure to send him after he had been warned by the sheik of aher.
