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
"My father and mother honor me too much by calling me a saint," answered
the young virgin. "Like the druids, myself and my female companions have
meditated all night under the shadows of the sacred oak-trees at the
hour of moon rise. We search for the simplest and divinest principles,
and seek to spread them among our fellow-beings. We adore the
All-Powerful in His works, from the mighty oak that is sacred to Him,
down to the humble moss that grows on the rocks of our isle; from the
stars, whose eternal course we study, down to the insect that is born
and dies in one day; from the sourceless sea, down to the streamlet of
water that glides under the grass. We search for the cure of diseases
that cause pain, and we glorify those among our fathers and mothers who
have shed lustre upon Gaul. By the knowledge of the auguries and the
study of the past, we seek to foresee the future to the end of
enlightening those who are less clear-sighted than ourselves. Finally,
like the druids, we teach childhood, we inspire the child with an ardent
love of our common and beloved fatherland--so threatened to-day by the
wrath of Hesus, a wrath that comes down upon them because they have
forgotten that _they are all the children of the same God_, and that a
brother must resent the wound inflicted upon his brother."
"The stranger who was our guest and whom this morning I took to the Isle
of Sen," replied the brenn, "spoke to us as you do, dear daughter."
"My father and mother may listen as sacred words to the words of the
Chief of the Hundred Valleys. Hesus and love for Gaul inspire him. He is
brave among the bravest."
"He! Is he the Chief of the Hundred Valleys?" exclaimed Joel. "He
refused to give me his name! Do you know it, daughter? Do you know which
is his native province?"
"He was impatiently waited for yesterday evening at the Isle of Sen by
the venerable Talyessin. As to his name, all that I am free to say to my
father and mother is that the day on which our country should be
subjugated will also be the day when the Chief of the Hundred Valleys
will see the last drop of his blood flow from his veins. May the wrath
of Hesus spare us that disastrous day!"
"Oh, my daughter, if Hesus is angry, how are we to appease him?"
"By obeying the law. He has said--_all men are the children of one
God_. By offering to him human sacrifices.... May those that are to be
offered to-night calm his wrath."
"The sacrifices of to-night?" asked the brenn; "which are they?"
"Do not my father and mother know that to-night, when the moon rises,
there will be three human sacrifices at the stones of the forest of
Karnak?"
"We know," answered Joel, "that all the tribes have been convened to
appear this evening at the forest of Karnak. But who are the people that
are to be sacrificed and will be pleasing to Hesus, dear daughter?"
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