This sword and the horn Olifant were buried at the feet of the hero.

" As he spoke thus an old servant rushed in to say a party of horse headed by one Basil Olifant, a rascal who was anxious to take Evandale for the sake of reward, had beset the outlets of the house.

As soon as Lord Evandale appeared, Olifant's party spread themselves a little, as if preparing to enclose him.

" He advanced at a hand gallop; Olifant called out, "Shoot the traitor!" and four carbines were fired upon the unfortunate nobleman.

His servants fired and Basil Olifant and a dragoon were stretched lifeless on the ground.

Blow Olifant, friend Roland, blow, That Charles and all his host may know.' "To whom Sir Roland in reply: 'A madman, then, good faith, were I

The battle is too strong: I'll blow Mine Olifant, that Charles may know.' Quoth Oliver, 'Had Charles been here, This battle had not cost so dear; But as for yon poor souls, I wis, No blame can rest with them for this.' 'Why bear me spite?'

"With pain and dolor, groan and pant, Count Roland sounds his Olifant: The crimson stream shoots from his lips; The blood from bursten temple drips; But far, O, far the echoes ring, And, in the defiles, reach the king; Reach Naymes, and the French array: 'Tis Roland's horn,' the king doth say; 'He only sounds when brought to bay.' How huge the rocks!

"Rolland raised to his lips the olifant, Drew a deep breath, and blew with all his force.