The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-08-19

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sideration. AT rhe end Of the harvest,
anv English house would be ftted OUT
for weeks of feasting. You came inc
night the larder was fullest; and they
have only spent one meal day since.
Rothgar got upon his feet ana Tow
cred over her, his Jotun-frame appear,
ing to swell with irritation Ten
shortly what you think of their case'
can they last one day more!
Fridtjof the Bold took refuge IN sur
lenness ''They can last two weeks
as easily as one. How much longer
are you going to keep me from food!
She was free after that to do any
think she liked, for their excitement
was so great that they forgot her ex'
istence. Those whose fluency was not
hampered by their feelings relieved
their minds by cursing. And the rev
who were boldest turned and bearded
the son of Lodbrok himself.
"How much longer must we endure
this?" Think of the game we are
missing!" There is little need to re-
mind me. My naked fists could bat
ter the stones from their places"
"In a week more, IT is possible that
England may be wont" What do
YOU care for their wretched land,
chief" Chief how much longer must
we lie here?" \
When that question was finally out.f
every man heaved sigh OF relief,
Strengthening in his place like dog
ths. is pricking his ears, and there
was a pause
A fell look came into the Jotun's
face as he gazed back at them; and
for time it seemed that he would
either answer with his fist or not at,
all. But at length he began to speak
in a voice az keen and hard as his
sword.
"You know my temper, and that +
must have my will. Always | have
thought 1t shame that my kinsman's
odal should lie in English hands, and
now | have made up my mind to put
an end to it. You know that | am In
no way greedy for property. When l
obtain the victory, you shall have
every acre and every stick on 1t to
burn or plumber or keep, as best
pleases you" He interrupted himself
to bend forward, shading his eyes with
his hands. IF | am not much mis-
TAKEN" he said in quite another voice,
"yonder is Brass Borgar at last! Yon-i
der near those oak-trees.'
In an instant they had all turned to
scan the moon-lit open. And now that
they were silent, the thud OF hoofs be-
came distinct. Shouting their well
come, some hurried to heap fresh
fuel on the fire. and some ran after
more ale-skins; while others rushed
forward to meet the messenger and
run beside his horse, Kidding with
questions. 7
When the man finally stood before)
him. Rothgar said sternly, 1T is timel
you were here! Ten days have gonee
over your head since ! sent you out.
You must do one of two things-either
tell great tidings or submit to sharp
words"
The Brass One laughed as he salut-
ed. 81 should have been liable to
sharp steel had l come sooner, CHER.
Would you have taken it well II
had left without knowing how it went
with the battle?"
"Battle!" three-score mouths cried
nc with one voice, who were VIC
torious?"
The man laughed again. Should l
come to you with a noisy voice and my
chin held high, if other than one
thing had happened? Honor to the
Thunderer, the Raven possessed the
field"
Such a clamor arose as though the
wolf-pack had tasted blood. Three
times, through the trumpet OF his
hands, Rothgar bawled command for
silence.
THE battle! Where was it? And
how long since? Yet, before any Of
these, how goes it with my royal fos-
ter-brothers? And how do his traitors
carry sail, Odin's curse upon them!
Speak! How fares he?"
(To be continued.)