had found themselves alone in the midst of numerous enemies, and that he had directed them to restrain the carnage.  “Yes, doubtless,” replied the General-in-Chief, with great warmth, “as to women, children, and old men—­all the peaceable inhabitants; but not with respect to armed soldiers.  It was your duty to die rather than bring these unfortunate creatures to me.  What do you want me to do with them?” These words were pronounced in the most angry tone.

The prisoners were then ordered to sit down, and were placed, without any order, in front of the tents, their hands tied behind their backs.  A sombre determination was depicted on their countenances.  We gave them a little biscuit and bread, squeezed out of the already scanty supply for the army.

On the first day of their arrival a council of war was held in the tent of the General-in-Chief, to determine what course should be pursued with respect to them the council deliberated a long time without coming to any decision.

On the evening of the following day the daily reports of the generals of division came in.  They spoke of nothing but the insufficiency of the rations, the complaints of the soldiers—­of their murmurs and discontent at seeing their bread given to enemies who had been withdrawn from their vengeance, inasmuch as a decree of death; in conformity with the laws of war, had been passed on Jaffa.  All these reports were alarming, and especially that of General Bon, in which no reserve was made.  He spoke of nothing less than the fear of a revolt, which would be justified by the serious nature of the case.

The council assembled again.  All the generals of division were summoned to attend, and for several hours together they discussed, under separate questions, what measures might be adopted, with the most sincere desire to discover and execute one which would save the lives of these unfortunate prisoners.

(l.) Should they be sent into Egypt?  Could it be done?  To do so; it would be necessary to send with them a numerous escort, which would too much weaken our little army in the enemy’s country.  How, besides, could they and the escort be supported till they reached Cairo, having no provisions to give them on setting out, and their route being through a hostile territory, which we had exhausted, which presented no fresh resources, and through which we, perhaps, might have to return,

(2.) Should they be embarked?  Where were the ships?—­Where could they be found?  All our telescopes, directed over the sea could not descry a single friendly sail Bonaparte, I affirm, would have regarded such an event as a real favour of fortune.  It was, and—­I am glad to have to say it, this sole idea, this sole hope, which made him brave, for three days, the murmurs of his army.  But in vain was help looked for seaward.  It did not come.

(3.) Should the prisoners be set at liberty?  They world then instantly proceed to St. Jean d’Acre to reinforce the pasha, or else, throwing themselves into the mountains of Nablous, would greatly annoy our rear and right-flank, and deal out death to us, as a recompense for the life we had given them.  There could be no doubt of this.  What is a Christian dog to a Turk?  It would even have been a religious and meritorious act in the eye of the Prophet.