The Childhood of King Erik Menved: An Historical RomanceIngemann, Bernhard Severin
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The Childhood of King Erik Menved: An Historical Romance
Ingemann, Bernhard Severin
Denmark -- History -- Erik Glipping, 1259-1286 -- Fiction; Denmark -- History -- Erik Menved, 1286-1319 -- Fiction
This singular little island is only about an English mile in
circumference. It lies in the Cattegat, about two miles east of
Helgeness, and about a mile from the point that runs out from Ebeltoft
parish. The old castle on the island is said to have been built in
pagan times, by the famous King Jarmerik, who was there slain. The
island and castle belonged, at the period of which we treat, to
Chamberlain Rané Jonsen, as did also a tenement or farm-house on the
point, which, for many ages after, was called Rané's barn-yard. The
island possessed a good haven, where lay Jarl Mindre-Alf with his
pirate-vessels. There was no want of fresh water; and Fru Ingeborg had,
with much prudence, advised her husband to make this his place of
refuge. Here he was in greater security than at Möllerup, had firm
footing on the Danish coasts, and could receive supplies from Norway
without impediment. The island was already, from its situation and
heights, so well fortified by nature, and the old castle was so
favourably situated, that it did not seem difficult to make the place
impregnable. There were now added two lofty towers, with loopholes and
strong battlements, and the castle was provided with deep double
trenches.
The marsk had not awaited the permission of his kinsman, the crafty
Chamberlain Rané, to occupy this important position, and probably he
did not expect much complacency from him. The latter, indeed, appeared
to have intended this secure asylum for himself, should all miscarry.
Hence, on the marsk's arrival, he found a brave little garrison in the
castle, who had strict orders from the chamberlain to defend it against
every one to the last extremity. The marsk had therefore to take the
place with the strong hand, and was so exasperated by the unexpected
resistance he encountered, that he allowed the whole garrison to be
slain. For this reason, it was afterwards sung, in the old ballad:--.
"Marsk Stig he captured Hielm so steep--
The truthful tale I tell:
Full many a cheek was blanched that day,
And many a hero fell."
Here the marsk erected his lithers and other formidable machines on the
old rock-fast walk and visited Helgeness almost daily, to superintend
the fortifications there. His seven hundred ironclad men were
garrisoned in Hielm, and on the peninsula. Some of the peasants in the
neighbourhood had voluntarily declared for him; but many he caused to
be seized, and compelled them to bear stones and labour on the works.
The towers on Hielm speedily arose, as if by miracle, terrifying the
oppressed peasants all around, who were constrained not only to work on
the walls of Helgeness, but also to supply provisions for the garrisons
of both places.
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