When it rains in the evening, or the weather is foul by night, they wrap themselves round in their cloaks, and take the bits out of their horses’ mouths, and leave their horses to browse near. When the morrow comes, they spread out their cloaks to the sun, and rub and cure them; nor does it afterwards appear as if the cloaks had been wetted. Their belief is that no one can die save on the day appointed, and for this reason they will not wear armour; and when they wish to curse their children they say to them: “ Be thou accursed like a Frank, who puts on armour for fear of death! ” In battle they carry nothing but sword and spear.
Nearly all are clothed in a surplice, like priests. Their heads are all bound round with cloths, that go beneath their chins, wherefore they are an ugly people, and hideous to behold, and the hairs of their heads and of their beards are all black. They live on the milk of their beasts, and purchase, in the plains belonging to wealthy men, the pastor age on which their beasts subsist. Their number no man can tell; for they are to be found in the kingdom of Egypt, in the kingdom of Jerusalem, and in all the other lands of the Saracens, and of the misbelievers to whom they pay, every year, a great tribute.
I have seen in this country, since I came back from the land oversea, certain disloyal Christians, who hold the faith of the Bedouins, and say that no man can die save on the day appointed; and their belief is so disloyal that it amounts to saying that God has no power to help us. For those would indeed be fools who served God if we did not think he had power to prolong our lives, and to present e us from evil and mischance. And in Him ought we to believe, seeing He has power to do all things.
THE CAMP ATTACKED DUPING THE NIGHT JOINVILLE’S PRIEST PUTS EIGHT SARACENS TO FLIGHT
Now let us tell that at nightfall we returned, the king and all of us, from the perilous battle aforementioned, and lodged in the place from which we had driven our enemies. My people, who had remained in the camp whence we started, brought me a tent which the Templars had given me, and pitched it before the engines taken from the Sara cens; and the king set sergeants to guard the engines.
When I was laid in my bed where indeed I had good need of rest because of the wounds received the day before. no rest was vouchsafed to me. For before it was well day a cry went through the camp: “ To arms! to arms’ ” I roused my chamberlain, who lay at my feet, and told him to go and see what was the matter. He came back in terror, and said: “ Up, lord, up! for here are the Saracens, who have come on foot and mounted, and discomfited the king’s sergeants who kept guard over the engines, and driven them among the ropes of our pavilions.”