Great Britain -- History -- William I, 1066-1087 -- Fiction
Gathered around the entrance to this cave, and sitting on the hillside
were a number of men all armed, and evidently anticipating a conflict
with the enemy. They were a very miscellaneous company, some of them
being fierce, ragged, wild and most unsavoury looking. At the head of
some ten or fifteen was one Sigurd, who had been a chieftain in
Lakesland, some fifty miles distant; but so desperate had been his
conflict with the Normans, and so incessant his attacks and so daring in
character, that the Normans had found it necessary to put in motion
numerous forces to capture or slay this man and his desperate band. This
they had not been able to do; but so incessant had their harrying been,
that he had been driven from his native hills, with the result that this
opportune moment he was found swelling the ranks of Oswald's men.
"Your coming is timely, Jarl," said Oswald. "Men who can wield a sword,
or fling a javelin, as I perceive you and these hardy warriors can, are
doubly welcome at this pinch."
"You are right, master, I am Viking every inch of me; these men are
skalds every one also, so we need not tell you we like the ring of
steel. Give us a corner where there is room to fight and none to fly,
for we like it best."
Just then another horseman hot with haste arrived with the tidings that
the Normans had divided themselves into two bands, and were ascending by
the water-courses. This was as Oswald had anticipated, for these
water-courses alone afforded what by compliment could be considered
continuous paths, the forest being very dense and tangled, and a
hopeless labyrinth. Now the Normans had made the somewhat common but,
nevertheless, often fatal mistake, of underrating the enemy--or rather
the hunted fugitives they sought. It had never occurred to them for a
moment that the Saxons would present a bold front, and even dare an
issue with them in force. They regarded the matter with a very light
heart; although they had had a taste of Oswald's prowess, they believed
that he had but few to stand by him. They little thought as they
scrambled jauntily along up the gorge with no precautions against an
ambush, or sudden assault, that they were forcing the hiding places of
desperate men, who, when hard driven were capable of desperate deeds.
By-and-by the scouts came in bringing definite information as to
numbers, and the routes the Normans were pursuing. They had, as already
said, divided themselves into two parties; each one purposing to
thoroughly scour one of the two paths along the water-courses, and
intending to join together again when the hills should be reached.
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