Edwy the Fair or the First Chronicle of Aescendune: A Tale of the Days of Saint DunstanCrake, A. D. (Augustine David)
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Edwy the Fair or the First Chronicle of Aescendune: A Tale of the Days of Saint Dunstan
Crake, A. D. (Augustine David)
Dunstan, Saint, 909-988 -- Juvenile fiction; Edwy, King of England, -959 -- Juvenile fiction; Historical fiction
He felt cooler now, as the hour drew near; he watched the red light
creeping upward, and saw the light clouds above catch the glow, until
the birds began their songs, the glorious orb arose to gild the coming
strife, and the shrill trumpet in the camp was answered by the distant
notes in the camp of the foe, like an echo afar off.
CHAPTER XVII.
THE SLEEP OF PEACE.
The first day after the departure of the king from Æscendune passed
rapidly away. The soldiers who had remained behind with Redwald were
quiet and orderly in their demeanour, and even, in obedience to secret
orders, attended the evensong at the minster church, as if moved
thereto by devotion, although the curious spectator might easily
discover the unaccustomed character of their service, by the difficulty
with which they followed the prayers, and the uneasy impatience with
which they listened to a lengthened exposition of a portion of the
Anglo-Saxon version of the Gospels from Father Cuthbert.
The old thane and all his family were very anxious, it may be readily
believed, for the earliest news from the field of battle, for battle
every one agreed was impending; and, to gratify their natural
curiosity. Redwald sent out quick and alert members of his troop, to
act as messengers, and bear speedy news from the scene of action.
The night set in clear and bright, as we have already seen; and while
poor Elfric was wandering about uneasily beneath that brilliant sky,
the same stars looked down peacefully upon his home, where all slept
sweetly under the fostering care, as they would have said, of their
guardian angels.
The morn broke brightly, and with every promise of a fine harvest day.
The labourers were speedily again in the fields; the cattle wandered
under the herdsman’s care to their distant pastures; the subdued
tinkling of the sheep bells met the ear, and the other subdued sounds
which soothe the air on a summer’s day; and so the hours fled by, and
no one would have dreamed that, not twenty miles away, man met man in
the fierce and deadly struggle of war.
When the reapers assembled for their midday meal, they discussed the
merits of the quarrel, and nearly all those who had been brought under
the eye of “Edwy the Fair” were eager in pleading his cause, and trying
to find some extenuation of his misdeeds in the matter of the illegal
marriage, for such it was, from the mildest point of view; and scarcely
a voice was raised on the opposite side, until Ella drew near the scene
of conversation, and observed that “while God forbid they should judge
the matter harshly, yet law was law, and right was right, and a
beautiful face or winsome look could not change it.”
Strolling near the field, seemingly absorbed in thought, walked
Redwald, and seeing the reapers, he came towards them.
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