The Gold Sickle; Or, Hena, The Virgin of The Isle of Sen. A Tale of Druid Gaul — John Shaqi
The Gold Sickle; Or, Hena, The Virgin of The Isle of Sen. A Tale of Druid GaulSue, Eugène
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The Gold Sickle; Or, Hena, The Virgin of The Isle of Sen. A Tale of Druid Gaul
Sue, Eugène
Druids and druidism -- Fiction; Gaul -- History -- To 58 B.C. -- Fiction
"Ask to-morrow one of the druids of Karnak."
"And our sister Hena," said Albinik the mariner to his mother. "It is
nearly a year I have not seen her.... She is surely still the pearl of
the Isle of Sen? My wife Meroe charged me to remember her to Hena."
"You will see her to-morrow," answered Mamm' Margarid; and laying down
her distaff she arose. It was the signal for the family to retire. Mamm'
Margarid looked around and said:
"Let us retire, my children; it is late; to-morrow at break of day we
must begin our war preparations;" and turning to the traveler:
"May the gods grant you a good rest and pleasant dreams!"
CHAPTER VIII.
FAREWELL!
Agreeable to his promise, Joel pushed off his boat early the next
morning, accompanied by his son Albinik the mariner, and took the
unknown traveler to the island of Kellor, seeing he did not dare to land
at the sacred precincts of the Isle of Sen. The brenn's guest said a few
words in a low voice to the ewagh who mounts perpetual guard in the
island's house. He seemed to be struck with respect and answered that
Talyessin, the oldest of the living druids, who then was at the Isle of
Sen together with his wife Auria, expected a traveler since the previous
evening.
Before leaving Joel, the stranger said to his host: "I hope neither you
nor your family will forget your resolution of yesterday. This day a
call to arms will resound from one end of Breton Gaul to the other."
"You may rest assured that I and the rest of my tribe will be the first
to respond to the call."
"I believe you. The issue now is whether Gaul shall fall into slavery or
shall rise again to the height of her one-time power and glory."
"But should I not, at this moment when I am to leave you, know the name
of the brave man who sat at my hearth? The name of the wise man who
speaks with so much soundness and loves his country so warmly?"
"Joel, my name shall be 'Soldier' so long as Gaul is not free; and if we
ever meet again, I shall call myself 'Your Friend,' seeing that I am
that."
Saying these words the unknown traveler stepped into the ewagh's boat
that was to take him from Kellor to the Isle of Sen. Before the boat,
which was under charge of the ewagh, put off, Joel asked the latter
whether he would be permitted to wait at the house for his daughter
Hena, who was to come on that day to visit the family. The ewagh
informed him that his daughter would not start for the shore until
evening. Sorry at not being able to take Hena with him, the brenn
re-entered his boat and returned alone with Albinik.
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