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rocky eminence; he maintained his post until morning; sometimes sustaining violent attacks; at other times rushing forth and making assaults upon the enemy。  When morning dawned the Moors ceased to combat; and drew up to the summit of the mountain。

It was then that the Christians had time to breathe and to ascertain the sad loss they had sustained。  Among the many valiant cavaliers who had fallen was Don Francisco Ramirez of Madrid; who had been captain…general of artillery throughout the war of Granada; and contributed greatly by his valor and ingenuity to that renowned conquest。  But all other griefs and cares were forgotten in anxiety for the fate of Don Alonso de Aguilar。  His son; Don Pedro de Cordova; had been brought off with great difficulty from the battle; and afterward lived to be marques of Priego; but of Don Alonso nothing was known; except that he was left with a handful of cavaliers fighting valiantly against an overwhelming force。

As the rising sun lighted up the red cliffs of the mountains the soldiers watched with anxious eyes if perchance his pennon might be descried fluttering from any precipice or defile; but nothing of the kind was to be seen。  The trumpet…call was repeatedly sounded; but empty echoes alone replied。  A silence reigned about the mountain…summit which showed that the deadly strife was over。 Now and then a wounded warrior came dragging his feeble steps from among the cliffs and rocks; but on being questioned he shook his head mournfully and could tell nothing of the fate of his commander。

The tidings of this disastrous defeat and of the perilous situation of the survivors reached King Ferdinand at Granada: he immediately marched at the head of all the chivalry of his court to the mountains of Ronda。  His presence with a powerful force soon put an end to the rebellion。  A part of the Moors were suffered to ransom themselves and embark for Africa; others were made to embrace Christianity; and those of the town where the Christian missionaries had been massacred were sold as slaves。  From the conquered Moors the mournful but heroic end of Alonso de Aguilar was ascertained。

On the morning after the battle; when the Moors came to strip and bury the dead; the body of Don Alonso was found among those of more than two hundred of his followers; many of them alcaydes and cavaliers of distinction。  Though the person of Don Alonso was well known to the Moors; being so distinguished among them both in peace and war; yet it was so covered and disfigured with wounds that it could with difficulty be recognized。  They preserved it with great care; and on making their submission delivered it up to King Ferdinand。  It was conveyed with great state to Cordova; amidst the tears and lamentations of all Andalusia。  When the funeral train entered Cordova; and the inhabitants saw the coffin containing the remains of their favorite hero; and the war…horse led in mournful trappings on which they had so lately seen him sally forth from their gates; there was a general burst of grief throughout the city。 The body was interred with great pomp and solemnity in the church of St。 Hypolito。

Many years afterward his granddaughter; Dona Catalina of Aguilar and Cordova; marchioness of Priego; caused his tomb to be altered。 On examining the body the head of a lance was found among the bones; received without doubt among the wounds of his last mortal combat。  The name of this accomplished and Christian cavalier has ever remained a popular theme of the chronicler and poet; and is endeared to the public memory by many of the historical ballads and songs of his country。  For a long time the people of Cordova were indignant at the brave count de Urena; who they thought had abandoned Don Alonso in his extremity; but the Castilian monarch acquitted him of all charge of the kind and continued him in honor and office。  It was proved that neither he nor his people could succor Don Alonso; or even know his peril; from the darkness of the night。  There is a mournful little Spanish ballad or romance which breathes the public grief on this occasion; and the populace on the return of the count de Urena to Cordova assailed him with one of its plaintive and reproachful verses:

                          Count Urena! Count Urena!                           Tell us; where is Don Alonso!

                          (Dezid conde Urena!                           Don Alonso; donde queda?)

*Bleda; 1。 5; c。 26。








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