The Lion of the North: A Tale of the Times of Gustavus Adolphus — John Shaqi
The Lion of the North: A Tale of the Times of Gustavus AdolphusHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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The Lion of the North: A Tale of the Times of Gustavus Adolphus
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Gustav II Adolf, King of Sweden, 1594-1632 -- Fiction; Thirty Years' War, 1618-1648 -- Fiction
This part of the work was done after the freebooters had retired to
rest. When he had finished cutting the hide he went in as usual and sat
down with them as they drank, as he wished to appear contented with his
position. The freebooters were discussing an attack upon a village some
thirty miles away. It lay in a secluded position, and had so far escaped
pillage either by the armies or wandering bands. The captain said he had
learned that the principal farmer was a well-to-do man with a large herd
of cattle, some good horses, and a well stocked house. It was finally
agreed that the band should the next day carry out another raid which
had already been decided upon, and that they should on the day following
that sack and burn Glogau.
As soon as the majority of the band had started in the morning Malcolm
made his way with his rope to the back of the castle, fastened it to the
window, and launched himself over the rock, which, although too steep
to climb, was not perpendicular; and holding by the rope Malcolm had
no difficulty in lowering himself down. He had before starting taken
a brace of pistols and a sword from the heap of weapons which the
freebooters had collected in their raids, and as soon as he reached the
ground he struck off through the wood.
Enough had been said during the conversation the night before to
indicate the direction in which Glogau lay, and he determined, in the
first place, to warn the inhabitants of the village of the fate which
the freebooters intended for them.
He walked miles before seeing a single person in the deserted fields. He
had long since left the wood, and was now traversing the open country,
frequently turning round to examine the country around him, for at
any moment after he had left, his absence from the castle might be
discovered, and the pursuit begun. He hoped, however, that two or three
hours at least would elapse before the discovery was made.
He had, before starting, piled high the fire in the hall, and had placed
plenty of logs for the purpose of replenishing it close at hand. He put
tankards on the board, and with them a large jug full of wine, so that
the freebooters would have no occasion to call for him, and unless they
wanted him they would be unlikely to look into the kitchen. Except when
occasionally breaking into a walk to get breath, he ran steadily on.
It was not until he had gone nearly ten miles that he saw a goatherd
tending a few goats, and from him he learned the direction of Glogau,
and was glad to find he had not gone very far out of the direct line.
At last, after asking the way several times, he arrived within a short
distance of the village. The ground had now become undulating, and the
slopes were covered with trees. The village lay up a valley, and it
was evident that the road he was travelling was but little frequented,
ending probably at the village itself. Proceeding for nearly two miles
through a wood he came suddenly upon Glogau.
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