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Updated: May 28, 2025
I had brought with me a certain document, a massive book bound in iron and leather, the diary of one Sir Jocelin Saul. This I had abstracted from a gentleman of my acquaintance, the head of a firm of inquiry agents in London, into whose hand, only the day before, it had come.
Sir Jocelin Saul, I may say, was lineally connected with though, of course, not descendant from that same Jocelin of Brakelonda, a brother of the Edmundsbury convent, who wrote the now so celebrated Jocelini Chronica: and the chalice had fallen into the possession of the family, seemingly at some time prior to the suppression of the monastery about 1537.
Over the wide chimney his coat-of-arms was painted, the colours having faded into tender hues like those of autumn leaves, and the motto underneath was "Mon coeur me soutien." Then followed the inscription: "Amadis de Jocelin, Knight of France, Who here seekynge Forgetfulness did here fynde Peace."
"Long, long ago as you put it in the days of good Queen Bess, there lived a certain Hugo de Jocelin, a nobleman of France, famed for fierce deeds of arms, and for making himself generally disagreeable to his neighbours with whom he was for ever at cross-purposes.
You are someone else's child, and if we never know who that someone is, why should we vex ourselves about it? You are you! you are Innocent! the sweetest, dearest little girl that ever lived, and I adore you! What difference does it make that you are not Uncle Hugo's daughter?" "It makes a great difference to me," she answered, sadly "I do not belong any more to the Sieur Amadis de Jocelin!"
You see" she hesitated "I learned so much from the Sieur Amadis de Jocelin the brother of your ancestor! that I have been thinking all the time how I could best show you that I was worthy of his teaching. The world or the public you know the things they say of me but I do not want their praise. I believe I could do something really great if YOU cared! for now it is only to please you that I live."
"Oh, please don't stop, mother," cried Babie; while the more courteous Armine exclaimed "Miss Ogilvie, don't you like to hear about Bevis and Jocelin Joliffe?" "You don't mind waiting while we finish the chapter," added their mother; "then we break up our sitting."
But the Assassins, now called, I think, "al Hasani" or "Ismaili" "that accursed Ishmaelite," the baronet exclaims in one place still live, are still a flourishing sect impelled by fervid religious fanaticisms. And where think you is their chief place of settlement? Where, but on the heights of that same "Lebanon" on which Sir Jocelin "picked up" his too doubtful scribe and literary helper?
Martin of Tours, the journey to Rome, and all the other events follow in detail, which Montalvan collected from Messingham, Messingham's chief authority being the Life of St. Patrick, by Jocelin. SCENE II., p. 262. The story of Luis Enius, as given by Calderon in this long address, seems to be entirely the invention of Montalvan.
The coffin, containing all that was mortal of the sturdy, straightforward farmer, whose "old-world" ways of work and upright dealing with his men had for so long been the wonder and envy of the district, was placed in a low waggon and covered with a curiously wrought, handwoven purple cloth embroidered with the arms of the French knight "Amadis de Jocelin," tradition asserting that this cloth had served as a pall for every male Jocelyn since his time.
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