The following story is from Philip K. Hitti's translation of the Memoirs of Usamah ibn Munqidh, in the book "An Arab-Syrian Gentleman and Warrior in the Period of the Crusades." It seemed a bit like an urban legend, so I decided maybe it didn't belong in the history forum.
"A maiden's ingenuity saves the day - A similar case was related to me by Al-Mu'ayyad, the Baghdadi poet, in al-Mawsil in the year 565. (1169-1170AD) This is what he said:
'The caliph bestowed upon my father as fief a village which my father used to frequent. That village was infested with vagabonds who carried on highway robbery and whom my father endeavored to please for fear of them and for profiting a little from what they seized. As we were one day sitting in their village, there came a young Turk mounted on a horse, and with him a mule carrying a maiden riding on the saddlebags. He alighted, assisted the maiden to dismount and said, "O young men, help me put down the saddlebag." We came and put down the bag with him and lo! it was full of gold dinars and jewelry. He sat down with the maiden and ate something. Then he said, "Help me life the saddlebag." We lifted it up with him. Then he said to us, "Where is the road to al-Anbar?" My father said to him, "Here is the road (pointing it out with his hand), but there are on the road sixty vagabonds from whom I fear for thy safety." The man pooh-poohed my father, saying, "I fear the vagabonds!" My father left him and went to the vagabonds and told them the story of the man and what he carried. The vagabonds set off to intercept him on the way. When he saw them, he pulled out his bow, put in it an arrow and bent it, desiring to shoot them. The string gave way. The vagabonds rushed at him and he fled away. So they took the mule and the maiden, together with the saddlebag. The maiden said, "O young men, by Allah, dishonor me not. Rather let me buy myself and the mule also for a necklace of gems, which is with the Turk and the value of which is five hundred dinars. Then take ye the saddlebag and all that is in it." "We accept," they replied. She said, "Send with me someone from among you so that I may speak with the Turk and take the necklace." Accordingly they sent with her someone to guard her until she came near the Turk and said to him, "I have bought myself and the mule for the necklace which is in the leg of thy left boot, thy shoe. Deliver it to me." "All right," said he. Presently he went aside, took off his boot and lo! there was in it a bowstring, which he immediately fixed on his bow and turned back on them. They kept on fighting him while he was killing one after the other until he had killed forty-three men of their number. Looking around, he unexpectedly saw my father among the vagabonds who survived. So he said, "Thou too among them! Dost thou desire that I should give thee thy share of arrows?" "No," replied my father. "Take them," said the Turk, "these seventeen who survive, lead them to the magistrate of the city to hang them." In the meantime, those seventeen had stood staring with fear and put down their arms. The Turk drove his mule with all that was on it and continued his march. Thus Allah (exalted is he!) sent through him upon the vagabonds a calamity and great wrath.'"
So men who are free
Love the old yew tree
And the land where the yew tree grows.