North, because he had gained greater fame in war than any other prince or general then alive. </p> <p> With this valiant king for their commander, the Swedes had made themselves terrible to the Emperor of Germany and to the king of France, and were looked upon as the chief defence of the Protestant religion. </p> <p> The little Christina was by no means a beautiful child. To confess the truth, she was remarkably plain. The queen, her mother, did not love her so much as she ought; partly, perhaps, on account of Christina&rsquo;s want of beauty, and also because both the king and queen had wished for a son, who might have gained as great renown in battle as his father had. </p> <p> The king, however, soon became exceedingly fond of the infant princess. When Christina was very young she was taken violently sick. Gustavus Adolphus, who was several hundred miles from Stockholm, travelled night and day, and never rested until he held the poor child in his arms. On her recovery he made a solemn festival, in order to show his joy to the people of Sweden and express his gratitude to Heaven. After this event he took his daughter with him in all the journeys which he made throughout his kingdom. </p> <p> Christina soon proved herself a bold and sturdy little girl. When she was two years old, the king and herself, in the course of a journey, came to the strong fortress of Colmar. On the battlements were soldiers clad in steel armor, which glittered in the sunshine. There were likewise great cannons, pointing their black months at Gustavus and little Christina, and ready to belch out their smoke and thunder; for, whenever a king enters a fortress, it is customary to receive him with a royal salute of artillery. </p> <p> But the captain of the fortress met Gustavus and his daughter as they were about to enter the gateway. </p> <p> &ldquo;May it please your Majesty,&rdquo; said he, taking off his steel cap and bowing profoundly, &ldquo;I fear that, if we receive you with a salute of cannon, the little princess will be frightened almost to death.&rdquo; </p> <p> Gustavus looked earnestly at his daughter, and was indeed apprehensive that the thunder of so many cannon might perhaps throw her into convulsions. He had almost a mind to tell the captain to let them enter the fortress quietly, as common people might have done, without all this head-splitting racket. But no; this would not do. </p> <p> &ldquo;Let them fire,&rdquo; said he, waving his hand. &ldquo;Christina is a soldier&rsquo;s daughter, and must learn to bear the noise of cannon.&rdquo; </p> <p> So the captain uttered the word of command, and immediately there was a