Germany -- History -- Juvenile fiction; Knights and knighthood -- Juvenile fiction; Middle Ages -- Juvenile fiction
The boy began patting the broad neck of the charger 53
Wulf could naught but fend and parry with his stick 77
Lowering himself farther, he came upon a narrow casement
nearly overgrown with ivy 97
Then the baron gripped her by the arm 125
With the head of his battle-ax he struck it a blow that
sent it inward 177
The emperor laid drawn sword across his bowed shoulders 207
THE BOY AND
THE BARON
CHAPTER I
WHAT THE CHILDREN SAW FROM THE PLAYGROUND ON THE PLATEAU
One sunny forenoon in the month of May, something over six hundred years
ago, some children were playing under the oak-trees that grew in little
companies here and there in a pleasant meadow on a high plateau. This
meadow was part of a great table-land overlooking a wide stretch of
country. It was hedged along the west with white-thorn, setting it off
from the tillage on the other side, and on the east it dipped to the
bank of a little stream fringed with willows and low bushes. The south
side descended in a steep cliff, and up and down its slope the huts of a
little village seemed to climb along the stony path that led to the
plateau. Farther away lines of dark forest stretched off out of sight,
in solid walls that looked almost black over against the bright green of
meadow and field and the rich brown of the tilled land. On all sides
were mountains, covered with trees or crowned with snow, from which,
when the sun went down, the wind blew chill. Beyond the stream a highway
climbed the valley, and the children could see, from their playground,
the place where it issued from the edge of the wood. They could not
follow its windings very far beyond the plateau, however, for it soon
bent off to the left and wound up a narrow pass among the hills.
Toward the north, and far overhead, rose the grim walls and towers of
the great castle that watched the pass and sheltered the little village
on the cliffside. Those were rude, stern times, and the people in the
village were often glad of the protection which the castle gave from
attacks by stranger invaders; but they paid for their security, from
time to time, when the defenders themselves sallied forth upon the
hamlet and took toll from its flocks and herds.
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