St Nicholas [serial] . THE HOUSE IN WHICH JEANNE LIVED. tant hills sounded the warning rumble of thun-der; that was surely what she had heard in herdream. So, gathering her flock, she set out forhome, to get under shelter before the storm broke. 34 JEANNE DARC OF THE FLAMING SWORD [Nov. But the vision stayed with her, and the childkept thinking sadly of her France, torn by civilwar, fighting within herself and weakening herown defenses, while the Lion of England wascrouched, ready to spring and take what he in France who fought for the Kingwere few in number and their leaders timid
St Nicholas [serial] . THE HOUSE IN WHICH JEANNE LIVED. tant hills sounded the warning rumble of thun-der; that was surely what she had heard in herdream. So, gathering her flock, she set out forhome, to get under shelter before the storm broke. 34 JEANNE DARC OF THE FLAMING SWORD [Nov. But the vision stayed with her, and the childkept thinking sadly of her France, torn by civilwar, fighting within herself and weakening herown defenses, while the Lion of England wascrouched, ready to spring and take what he in France who fought for the Kingwere few in number and their leaders timid. TheBurgundians were powerful allies of the English,and they were passing in triumph through thecountry, burning and plundering as .they THE ROOM IN WHICH JEANNE WAS BORN. Now the village of Domremy was devoted to theKing, and as it lay along the line of march, itwas put to the sword, and the poor peasants hadto run for their lives. The family of JacquesdArc fled to Neufchateau, where they took shel-ter in the house of a friend; and when at lengththey ventured back to the village, poor littleJeanne, who was only ten years old, sat downand cried at the sight of her home. The roofhad been torn off, and all the years harvest, thather father and brothers had gathered so patiently,had been burned or trampled underfoot by thehorses of the soldiers; the cattle had all beenkilled, there were signs of desolation everywhere;and as Jeanne turned away from the pitiful sight,there came a stirring at her heartstrings, anda rush of memories as she thought of her dream. Yes, she would obey the voice of God and saveFrance if she could; and all at once the childbecame an earnest, thoughtful girl. She had toldno one of this dream, but wh
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