Told by the Northmen: Stories from the Eddas and SagasWilmot-Buxton, E. M. (Ethel Mary)
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Told by the Northmen: Stories from the Eddas and Sagas
Wilmot-Buxton, E. M. (Ethel Mary)
Mythology, Norse; Mythology, Norse -- Juvenile literature
In the middle of the night they were awakened by what seemed to be a
great earthquake. The earth trembled beneath them and the house shook.
Calling upon his companions, Thor arose, and fearing lest the roof
should fall upon them he drew them into an inner room and, seating
himself in the doorway, took up his hammer and prepared to defend
himself and them, if anything should befall. But nothing further
happened save a renewed trembling of the ground and a curious,
regularly recurring sound, like a loud groan or roar.
When it began to grow light Thor went out and saw, not far off, a huge
giant lying on the ground fast asleep; and he understood that it was
his snores which had caused the ground to shake and which had sounded
like a roar or groan.
Suddenly the giant awoke and sprang up, so quickly that Loki and the
children, who had followed Thor, jumped behind a tree. But Thor, who
was afraid of nothing, only grasped his hammer tightly and asked his
name.
"I am called Skrymir," said the giant, looking down at him, and,
catching sight of his hammer, of which all in heaven and earth had
heard, he went on: "I don't need to ask _your_ name, for I see you are
Thor. But what have you done with my glove?"
As he said these last words, he stretched out a huge hand and picked
up his glove, which Thor, to his great astonishment, found to be the
house in which he had spent the night; and the inner room was the
place for the thumb.
Hearing that they were on their way towards Giantland, Skrymir asked
if he might accompany them; and as he seemed a good-natured fellow
they agreed. But first they sat down to eat their breakfast.
Skrymir ate his huge meal out of a great provision sack, and eyed with
much merriment the wallet which held the food of Thor and his
companions.
"'Tis like a little toy," said he; but Thialfi answered crossly:
"Toy it may be to you, but it has made my shoulders ache very finely,
I can tell you. I could hardly sleep all night for the pain."
Then Skrymir laughed, and took the bag and put it into his sack,
slinging the whole over his shoulder as if it had been a
feather-weight.
After this they all set off together, and that day they covered an
immense distance, for the giant took such huge strides that they had
to run the whole time in order to keep up with him.
When it grew dark, Skrymir led them into a vast wood where no
habitation was to be found, and bade them take up their quarters under
a huge oak. The others were weary and hungry beyond words, for they
had not stopped all day either to eat or rest; but Skrymir seemed only
sleepy, and was preparing to begin his snores when Loki, whom fasting
had put decidedly out of temper, sharply reminded him that they had
had no supper. Pushing the great sack over to them, the giant sleepily
replied that they were welcome to all that it contained, and
immediately fell into a deep slumber.
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