Rome -- History -- Germanic Invasions, 3rd-6th centuries -- Fiction
"Then stretch your mantles for sails. The north wind will help to fill
them; a fresh west northwest breeze will spring up at sunrise. See how
the waves are rippling already. The first red ray of morning is
breaking through yonder clouds. Quick, men, seize the Roman oars; the
morning sun must greet us on the southern shore. Ha, do you behold it
over yonder? Smoke and flames are rising in Arbor. Our eastern men, the
Hermunduri, and our kinsmen, now free, though hitherto under the
foreign yoke, have kept their promise. Up! On to Arbor to celebrate the
third victory of one night!"
He seized the helm himself. The proud galley of the Romans turned her
prow away from the northern shore, and being now rowed by the
conquerors, moved majestically across the lake. The mantles of the
Alemanni, brown, blue, yellow, and red, filled in the fresh
northwestern breeze, and the well-built ship darted swiftly through the
water, which reflected the clear sky in the increasing brightness of
the morning and shone with a wonderful azure hue. The waves broke in
foam before the bow, tossing their white spray high into the air;
little rosy clouds were floating in the eastern sky and were mirrored
in the lake.
With the folds of his dark mantle around him, his white locks
fluttering, his head crowned with a shining white helmet, Hariowald's
tall figure stood forth in strong relief against the sky, as he
remained at the helm erect and motionless, his spear flung over his
shoulder. So the ship and her helmsman gradually vanished beyond the
sight of the eyes watching them intently from the northern shore.
Rignomer, peering from behind his sail, also saw and recognized him.
"They can upbraid me as much as they please," he muttered. "Where is
Brinno, who tried to oppose him? They can say what they choose. Even
though in human form, it is still _he_!"
CHAPTER LVII.
But the Batavian was suddenly startled from his mythological studies.
He heard from the east a shout in German: "Romans! Romans! On them!"
and saw a boat filled with Alemanni steer toward them.
"Quick! Disperse in every direction!" he called, and the boats
containing the fugitives scattered. He soon lost sight of two, which
attracted the attention of the pursuers and were driven by the Germans
out upon the lake toward the south. He himself steered and rowed at the
same time, assisted by several soldiers, close in to the shore
westward, where by good fortune he reached a small patch of rushes,
among which he hid the boat; the second one, containing Decius, soon
joined him.
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