. Frithjof, the viking of Norway : and Roland, the paladin of France. at byhis side. She understood the unspokencommand and ran to her own chamber,whence she quickly returned and handedher father a belt-pouch. It was beauti-fully worked in green silk, the clasp setwith rubies, the tassel of spun gold. TheEarl filled it as full as it could hold withgold coined in many lands. This is for welcome,—my gift to myold friends son, he said as he placed itin Frithjofs hand. * Do with it as thoupleasest. But stay with us the winter, Ipray, and rest thee with thy men. Thetime for storms will soon be comi
. Frithjof, the viking of Norway : and Roland, the paladin of France. at byhis side. She understood the unspokencommand and ran to her own chamber,whence she quickly returned and handedher father a belt-pouch. It was beauti-fully worked in green silk, the clasp setwith rubies, the tassel of spun gold. TheEarl filled it as full as it could hold withgold coined in many lands. This is for welcome,—my gift to myold friends son, he said as he placed itin Frithjofs hand. * Do with it as thoupleasest. But stay with us the winter, Ipray, and rest thee with thy men. Thetime for storms will soon be coming, andI would wager Ham and Heid will cometo life again. Ellide may not always leapwith such true aim, nor is there lack ofwhales for one that sank. With talk and jest thus passed the nightaway. Cheerily the horn travelled roundthe board, yet the men kept well withinbounds, and it was with clear heads andringing voices that, just as day was break- 7^ Frithjof ing, the parting toast, Earl Angantyr!was eiven out and drunk. Frithjof stayed and had a XI FRITHJOFS RETURN AT the first breath of spring in the blueair, at the first touch of green in thethawing fields, Frithjof thanked his hostand once again trusted himself to thetreacherous sea, now smooth and mildenough, and merrily Ellide drew the silverfurrow across the dark blue plain. Lightwest winds sung in the sails like night-ingales and ^girs daughters, disportingthemselves in their native waves, seemedplayfully to help the ship along. T isjoy to the mariner to set the sails forhome, to watch for the smoke which risesfrom his own hearth, for the green moundsin which his fathers rest, for the rock fromwhich a faithful maid has daily looked outon the sea. 79 8o Frithjof Six days the voyage lasted, unhinderedand unclouded. On the seventh a faintbluish streak is espied; It grows and ex-pands into the jagged lines of rocky islets,and, at last, of solid land. Frithjof lookswith beating heart, with dimming eye:t i
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