Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1906-11-23
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"Ahi" he said, and nodded. Then
after pause for thought, he added
THAT is none SO III thought on for a
beardless younker, / will think it
over, sleep on it. and tell you my opin-
ion tomorrow, At any rate" the
chief captain growled to himself, you
have pretty part set for me- may
forthwith order my shroud. shall
never be able to face my lady again.
The Duchess Joan was in high
spirits. 1t had been judged necessary.
in consultation with her chief officers,
to ride a reconnaissance to ascertain
whether the advancing enemy had cut
Kernberg off towards the north On
this matter Won Orseln thought that
her Highness had better judge for her
self Here at last was something to
be done 1t was almost like the old
foraying days, but now in more des-
perate cause.
No one in all Castle Kernsberg was
to know of the departure of this cav
alcade. The Sparhawk was appointed
to command during Won Orseln's abb
sence. Ten men only were to go, and
these picked and sifted riders-cnosen
because of their powers of silence
and because, being unmarried, they
had no wives to worm secrets out of
them.
Joan and her chief captain rode on
ahead, Won Orseln glancing keenly
about him. and Joan riding free and
careless, as in old days when she over
passed the hills to drive prey from
the lands of her fathers enemies
1t was grey morning when they
came to a goatherd's hut at the top
of the green valley. Already they
had passed the bounds of Hohenstein
by half a dozen miles. The goatherd
had led his light skipping train TO the
hills for the day, and the rude and
chaotic remains of his breakfast were
still on the table. Boris and Jorian
cleared these away, and, with the
trained alacrity of seasoned men at
arms. they placed before the party
breakfast prepared with speed out OF
which they had brought with them
and those things which they had
found to their hand by foraging in the
cottage of the goatherd-to-wit, sliced
meats tongue dried in the smoke,
bread of fine wheat which Jorian had
carried all the way in a net at his sad
die bow. Boris had charge of the
wine skins, and upon a shelf above
the door they found great butter pot
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milk. very delicious both to taste and
smell.
Of these things they ate and drank
largely, Joan and Won Orseln being to-
gether at the upper end Of the table.
Boris and Jorian had to sit with them,
though much againht their wills, be-
ing (spite of their sweethearts) more
accustomed to the company Of honest
men at arms than to the practice Of
dainty eating in ladies' society.
Soon Joan of the Sword Hand rose
to her feet, for the ex-men at arms
had few words to say.
LET us now mount and ride home |
ward she said, there are no enemy !
to be found on this northerly road. |
We shall be more fortunate upon |
another occasion"
Then Werner Won Orseln nerved |
himself for a battle more serious |
than any he had ever fought at the |
elbow of Henry the Lion of Hohen !
stein.
my lady" he said. standing up and |
bowling gravely before her, you see |
here eleven men who love you far |
above their lives, of whom l am the |
chief. Two others also there are. |
who though not of our nation, are in /
heart joined to us, especially in this /
thing that we have done. With all 1
respect, your Highness cannot go
back. We have come out. not to
make a reconnaissance, but to put 4
your Grace in a place of safety till the
storm blows over
The Duchess had slowly risen to
her feet, with her hand on the sword
which swung at her belt.
"You have suddenly gone mad, Wer-
ner," she said; "let us have no more
of this. l bid you mount and ride.
Back to Kernsberg. sayi Ye are not
such fools and traitors as to deliver
the maiden Castle. the Eagles Nest of
into the hands of our enc
mies?"
Nay" said Won Orseln. looking
steadily upon the ground. that will we
not do. Kernsberg is in good hands,
and will fight bravely. But We cannot
hold out with our few folk and scanty
against the Lacquer of
thirty thousand. Nevertheless we will
not permit you to sacrifice yourself
for our sakes or for the sake of the
women and children of the city"