Daniel’s men suffered greatly from lack of food. It happened that on
the festival of Saint Dmitri, when tortured with hunger, they saw on a
sudden a long line of wagons hastening forward to market. They seized
the wagons, ate abundantly, and thanked the Holy Martyr for feeding
them. When at last they reached that point in the Dniester where they
had to cross, and found no bridge or ford, they despaired of escape;
but all at once they saw many merchant boats sailing toward them from
the Oleshya. On those boats all of Daniel’s men were conveyed to the
opposite bank of the river, and given provisions.
When Daniel brought his weary troops to Podolia, Mystislav marveled at
this deed of great skill and endurance. He showed every favor to the
young hero, gave him his favorite, his very best horse, as a present.
“Go now to Vladimir, the capital of thy Volynia,” said he, “and we will
avenge this insult most surely.” And he gave assurance that he would go
to the steppes and return with Polovtsi forces. From his youth, steppe
life in tents had been pleasing to Mystislav. In those early days he
found a wife among Polovtsi maidens.
Daniel, awaiting the time of fresh action, returned to his capital, but
Mystislav did not go directly to the Polovtsi. He appeared soon after
in Novgorod. During his absence many changes had taken place. The
prince sent from Vladimir by Yuri had been replaced by one sent from
Kief by Mystislav, son of the Smolensk prince, Roman. Neither man
pleased “Lord Novgorod.” The first, alarmed at disorders, hastened home
to his father; the second found still greater trouble. Bloody battles
took place on the streets, and again a posadnik was murdered.
Novgorod turned to Yuri a second time. “If thy son will not stay with
us, send Yaroslav, thy brother,” said they. Yaroslav seemed indeed just
the prince needed in Novgorod, and the friends of Mystislav the Gallant
might think to find in him the prince for whom they had been seeking a
long time, for was he not intimate with Mystislav, being married to his
eldest daughter? Partisans also saw in him the best of his family.
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