Hans of Iceland

This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1894. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... IX. Juliet. O, think'st thou we shall ever meet agaiu? Romeo. I doubt it not; and all these woes shall serve For sweet discourses in our time to come. Shakespeare. The beacon of Munckholm had been extinguished, and, in its place, the sailor coming up Drontheim Fiord could see the helmet of the sentinel shining like a moving star, in the rays of the rising sun, when Schumacker, leaning on his daughter's arm, went down as usual into the circular garden which surrounded his prison. It had been a trying night for the old man, who had not slept at all; and the young girl's slumber had been broken by happy dreams. For some time they walked back and forth without speaking, but at last Schumacker said with a grave, sad glance at his lovely daughter: -- "You are blushing and smiling to yourself, Ethel; ah ! you are happy, indeed, for you have not to blush for your past, and you smile when you think of the future." Ethel blushed more vividly than before, and ceased to smile. "My lord and father," she said, deeply embarrassed, "I have brought the Edda." "Very well, read to me, my daughter; and Schumacker fell to musing again. Sitting upon a flat rock, beneath the shade of a black fir, the prisoner listened to his daughter's melodious voice, without hearing a word that she read, as a weary traveller listens contentedly to the murmuring streamlet whence he draws new life and strength. Ethel read the story of the shepherdess Allanga, who refused the hand of a king until he proved to her that he was a gallant warrior. Prince Regner Lodbrog sued in vain for the hand of the lovely shepherdess until he returned victorious from his combat with the brigand of Klipstadur, Ingolphus the Exterminator. Suddenly the sound of approaching footsteps and rustling leaves interrupted...