Wulnoth the Wanderer: A Story of King Alfred of EnglandInman, Herbert
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Wulnoth the Wanderer: A Story of King Alfred of England
Inman, Herbert
Alfred, King of England, 849-899 -- Fiction
And in his wanderings amidst the bogs and the fens, this jewel was
lost, so that the King grieved sore, and said it was a bad omen, and
that his kingdom was lost to him also.
But Wyborga came, and spoke, and her words were heard by all, and she
said--
"Grieve not for the thing which is lost, O King, for in other days will
it be found. Rather rejoice, for thou shalt have a better jewel than
that which is lost, and thy crown shall yet shine bright, and thy fame
remain for all time, so that no hero shall have more renown and none
do better deeds."
"Thou dost speak good words, Wyborga," answered the King, but now he
spoke a little wearily. "May they come true!" And Wyborga answered,
"They will surely come true."
"Wyborga, didst thou say that to comfort the King only?" asked Wulnoth,
when he saw the wise woman alone. And she smiled--
"Wulnoth, have not all my words come true to thee? But now I have a
work for thee to do, and a journey for thee to go, seeing that here the
King needs thee not."
"What is thy work, Wyborga?" asked Wulnoth, "and whither must I
journey?"
"Take with thee of thy band those who are left to the King," the old
woman said, "and journey thou southward towards the sea."
"For what purpose, O Wyborga?" he asked. And she explained--
"Wulnoth, I have seen a vision; and in the vision I beheld long ships
come over the sea; and in one of them floated the raven banner of
Regner, and beneath it stood Hubba, and Biorn Ironsides, who have
returned from their work in Mercia. I saw these ships come to shore,
and I saw a band of heroes, and thee amongst them; and the banner of
Regner fell to thee, and Hubba was slain, and the Danes fled. Go now,
and see how this may be, for methinks the vision was sent to me, that I
might tell thee, and that the work might begin. The King's exile shall
soon be done, and the darkness shall flee away."
"Now by my beard," Wulnoth cried, "this is the best news thou hast told
me for many a day, and right gladly do I go to do thy bidding."
"Tell not the King," the wise woman said, "else he may desire to come
with thee, and evil may come of it. Go thou, Wulnoth, and may success
be thine; and I will make excuse to the King for thine absence."
So Wulnoth called to his companions, and they started off on their
journey; and the heart of Wulnoth beat high with hope, and he felt that
Wyborga's word would be a true word, and that he would slay Hubba, and
capture the famous raven banner, which struck terror to the hearts of
all men.
Now, this is how Guthrun the Dane came again with his host and forced
the King to flee, and this is how Wulnoth started for Devonshire at the
bidding of Wyborga the Wise Woman.
CHAPTER XIX
_Of the Capturing of the Raven Banner_
Now, away went Wulnoth and his companions, of whom but twenty now
remained, but of that twenty not one but was a warrior indeed, proved
in many a fight.
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