. A child's book of warriors . the last of their line. Theyheld not from town, or prince, or emperor. Neitherdoes he. They owed no man vassalage, they rose atno mans coming, they bared their heads to no does he. Little is left of the old fiefs, but theBarons of the Sun were ever free men. Charlemagnesmiled. Wilt thou tell me where thou livest ? Yonder by the fir-wood, said the man. Wouldstthou give me welcome should I come to see thee? asked the king. My poor house were thine, andthrice welcome shouldst thou be. Be sure then 1will come, for I am fain to talk with thee; andCharlemag
. A child's book of warriors . the last of their line. Theyheld not from town, or prince, or emperor. Neitherdoes he. They owed no man vassalage, they rose atno mans coming, they bared their heads to no does he. Little is left of the old fiefs, but theBarons of the Sun were ever free men. Charlemagnesmiled. Wilt thou tell me where thou livest ? Yonder by the fir-wood, said the man. Wouldstthou give me welcome should I come to see thee? asked the king. My poor house were thine, andthrice welcome shouldst thou be. Be sure then 1will come, for I am fain to talk with thee; andCharlemagne, leaning from his horse, stretched out ahand which this chief of the old heaths and woodsgrasped with a proud smile. Frank speech he called the salt of freedom, and thefearless truth-teller a third eye. It chanced at oneof his feasts a captive Saxon prince was one of theguests, and when the Saxon saw how Charles and hispaladins and prelates sat at table and were servedon broidered cloths, while the poor sat on the bare 140. ■Styetchecl ouir a nana ivntcn mis chief of the ofa nrj heaths anatvoocis araspea tvii/j a proucf >smt/h »«a The Two Charlemagnes ground, and the dogs with them, he rose from hisplace and spoke low in the kings ear. Did notyour Christ say that the poor were His body and inthem He was received ? How can you bow your headbefore Him whom you treat with such scorn and givebut a dogs honour ? The paladins wondered to seeCharlemagne blush, but he answered, Your wordsare just. I have thought too little of this. But itshall be amended. These high feasts were little to his liking, and savewhen majesty and honour required his presence, thegreat earls held them in his name, and Charles faredfrugally apart, listening the while to some brave booktelling of bygone days. Most of all he took pleasurein St. Augustines goodly tome, Touching the City ojGod. I would, he said, I had but twelve clerksas learned and as wise as Jerome and Alcuin, the blu
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