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
"Keep this, I pray you, out of friendship for Hena, your relative and
friend."
Joel, his wife and his three children, to all of whom Hena had not yet
given aught, looked at one another all the more astonished at what she
did, seeing that towards the end tears appeared in her eyes although the
young maid gave no other token of sadness. When all the others were
supplied, Hena took from her neck the garnet necklace that she wore and
said to Margarid while kissing her hand:
"Hena prays her mother to keep this out of love for her."
She then took the little rolls of white skin that had been prepared for
writing on, handed them to Joel and kissing his hand said:
"Hena prays her father to keep this roll out of love for her; he will
there find her most cherished thoughts."
Detaching thereupon from her arm her two garnet bracelets, Hena said to
the wife of her brother Guilhern, the laborer:
"Hena prays her sister Henory to wear this bracelet out of love for
her."
And giving the other bracelet to her brother the mariner she said:
"Your wife, Meroe, whom I love as much for her courage as for her noble
heart, is to keep this bracelet as a souvenir from me."
Hena then took from her copper belt the little gold sickle and crescent
that hung from it. She tendered the former to Guilhern the laborer, the
second to Albinik the mariner, and taking a ring from her finger she
gave it to Mikael the armorer, saying to the three:
"I wish my brothers to preserve these keepsakes out of love for their
sister Hena."
All those present remained astonished and holding in their hands the
gifts that the virgin of the Isle of Sen had delivered to them. They all
remained standing and so speechless with astonishment that none could
utter a word, but looked uneasily at one another as if threatened by
some unknown disaster. Hena finally turned to Stumpy:
"Stumpy," said she, "I shall now let you know who is to be the third
sacrifice of this evening;" and taking the hands of Joel and Margarid
she gently led them back into the large hall, whither all the others
followed. Arrived there, Hena addressed her parents and assembled
relatives:
"My father and mother know that the blood of a cowardly murderer is an
expiatory offering to Hesus, and that it might appease him--"
"Yes--you told us so, dear daughter."
"They also know that the blood of a brave man who dies in pledge of
friendship is a valorous offering to Hesus, and that it might appease
him."
"Yes--you told us so, dear daughter."
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