The Norse discoverers of America : $b the Wineland sagas translated & discussedGathorne-Hardy, G. M. (Geoffrey Malcolm)
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The Norse discoverers of America : $b the Wineland sagas translated & discussed
Gathorne-Hardy, G. M. (Geoffrey Malcolm)
America -- Discovery and exploration -- Norse
the sea had risen under their ship they took the boat and rowed to the
ship, and took her up the river and afterwards into the lake, where
they cast anchor, and carrying their leather kitbags ashore they put up
shelters, but later, on deciding to pass the winter there, they made
large houses.
There was no want of salmon, either in the river or the lake, and
bigger salmon than they had seen before; the amenities of the country
were such, as it seemed to them, that no cattle would need fodder there
in the winter; there came no frost in the winter, and the grass did not
wither there much. Day and night were more equally divided there than
in Greenland or Iceland: on the shortest day the sun was up over the
(Icelandic) marks for both nones and breakfast time.[20]
Now when they had finished building their houses, Leif said to his
men, ‘Now I will divide our party into two, and have the country
explored: and one half shall stay at home in camp while the other
explores the country, going no further than they can return by the
evening, and not separating.’ And so for a time they did this, Leif
sometimes going with the explorers and at others staying at home in
camp. Leif was a big, strong man, the handsomest of men in appearance,
and clever; in fact he was in all respects an excellent commander.
It happened one evening that a man of their party was missing, and
this was Tyrker the southerner. Leif was much distressed at this, for
Tyrker had been long with his father and him, and had been very fond
of Leif as a child: so now Leif, after finding great fault with his
men, prepared to look for him, taking a dozen men with him. But when
they had got a little way from camp Tyrker came towards them, and was
received with joy. Leif saw at once that his foster-father was in good
spirits.
Tyrker had a projecting forehead and a very small face with roving
eyes; he was a small and insignificant man, but handy at every kind of
odd job.
Then Leif said to him, ‘Why are you so late, my foster-father, and why
did you separate from your companions?’ Tyrker at this spoke for a long
time in German, rolling his eyes and grimacing, but the others did not
distinguish what he was saying. But a little later he said in Norse, ‘I
did not go much further than you, (but) I have found something fresh to
report. I found vines and grapes.’ ‘Is that true, foster-father?’ said
Leif. ‘Certainly it is true,’ he replied, ‘for I was born where there
was no lack of vines or grapes.’
Now they slept that night, but in the morning Leif said to his crew,
‘We will now do two things, keeping separate days for each; we will
gather grapes and cut down vines, and fell wood, to make a cargo for
my ship,’ and this suggestion was adopted. The story goes that their
pinnace was full of grapes. So a cargo was cut for the ship, and in
spring they made ready and sailed away, and Leif gave the country a
name according to its resources, and called it Wineland.
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