. Frithjof, the viking of Norway : and Roland, the paladin of France. daughter, my red rose. She has grownup in rural retirement—such was my her still, that the rude storm-windsmay not pluck or break the tender thee, O Helge, as to a father, I committhe care of her—as a daughter love her,my Ingeborg ! But remember that stern-ness angers a noble heart, and that gentle-ness alone leads it, be it mans or womans,to honour and right doing. When we are 14 Frithjof gone, lay us in two mounds, which yeshall raise one on each side of the bluebay ; its waves shall sing our dirge.
. Frithjof, the viking of Norway : and Roland, the paladin of France. daughter, my red rose. She has grownup in rural retirement—such was my her still, that the rude storm-windsmay not pluck or break the tender thee, O Helge, as to a father, I committhe care of her—as a daughter love her,my Ingeborg ! But remember that stern-ness angers a noble heart, and that gentle-ness alone leads it, be it mans or womans,to honour and right doing. When we are 14 Frithjof gone, lay us in two mounds, which yeshall raise one on each side of the bluebay ; its waves shall sing our dirge. And,Thorsten, when the pale moon pours onthe mountains her silver sheen, and themidnight dew lies cool upon the fields,thou and I, old friend, will still communetogether as of old, from hill to hill, uponthe happenings of the day. And now,sons, fare ye well! Go back to your workand play. For us, our way lies to All-Fathers halls,—the place of rest, forwhich we long as long the weary rivers forthe sea. Go, and the grace of Frey, andThor, and Odin go with you !. Ill FRITHJOFS THREE HEIRLOOMS BELE and Thorsten, the two friends,had been laid in the mounds on eachside of the bay, as they had and Halfdan were elected jointkings by the people at a general , being an only son, had no onewith whom to share his inheritance and atonce entered the homestead at Framnasas master. Truly, a fair inheritance: hills and val-leys and woods, three miles each way, withthe sea as boundary on one side. Theheights were crowned with birchwood, andwhere they gently sloped, the golden bar-ley ripened in the sun, and rye so tall aman might hide in it. Lakes not a fewmirrored the mountains and the forests15 16 Frithjof where antlered elks stalked majestic anddrank from a hundred streams. And uithe valleys the sheltered pastures were gaywith herds of kine, sleek and heavy-ud-dered, and dotted with sheep, white andfleecy as the cloudlets which the springbreeze drives acros
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