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against the disgrace which frightened Southey's admirers and regretters Gray, and made him refuse it. The should be now promptly gratified. concession proposed to Gray, that he Webegan with the earliest of laureates should write only when and what he and the latest-Apollo and the venechose, was also virtually, though not rable Wordsworth,—and with them formally, yielded to Southey. "The we will conclude. In a snug nook, performance of the annual odes," he sheltered from the north and east says, 6 had been suspended from the winds by Helvellyn and Fairfield, time of George the Third's illness in Wordsworth has for many years cal1810, and fell completely into disuse. tivated his own laurels with success, Thus terminated a custom more hon till he is absolutely imbowered in them. oured in the breach than the obser- The original slip, from which all this vance." How is it that we have yet throng of greenery has sprung, is said no biography of Southey? It is ru- to have been a cutting from a scion of moured that his only surviving son, the bay-tree planted by Petrarch at the Reverend Cuthbert Southey, has the tomb of Virgil, which tree was unone in preparation. We hope that the questionably derived from the undying report is true, and that it will contain root of that which supplied leaves for abundance of his father's delightful the garland of Apollo, and assuaged letters, and be published soon. Bis the divinity of his brow, when, as we dat qui cito dat, -that is, not that a reminded the reader at our outset on book should be got up in a hurry, but this ramble, he hired himself as poetthat, after a delay of five years, the laureate to King Admetus, on a daily reasonable expectation of Robert stipend of a hornful of milk.



The King of Sweden, Charles X., openly or secretly into the hands of lay with his army before Copenhagen. the enemy. And, to add to the desoHis generals, the young Prince of lation the Swedes brought with them, Sulzbach and Count Steenbock, be- the inhabitants had scarcely yet resieged the city, and his troops showed covered the ravages of a pestilence, themselves worthy sons of the famous which had disappeared from their Thirty Years' War. The system of shores but a few years previously. cruelty and extortion that had char- Whether it was the king's absence acterised their Polish and German from the island, or a notion in the campaigns was renewed in Denmark, Swedes' mind that they would soon and with the greater fierceness that have to leave the country, which rennational antipathy served at once as dered the soldiery so unbridled in pretext and stimulus to the soldier's their excesses, certain it is, that the lust of blood and plunder. And thus scourge of war made itself more sewas it that upon the island of Funen verely felt than ever towards the end scenes were enacted, whose frightful of the year 1659. The doubtful sort record, handed down by history, now of succour afforded by the Dutch appears scarcely credible. Men and fleet was chiefly confined to Zealand, women, priests and laymen, old and and it was small consolation to the young, the humble and the illustrious, people of Funen to see the proud ships were subjected to the grossest ill- of the rich republic cruising in the treatment, either to extort money, or Belt and Cattegat. The scanty intelas punishment for not possessing it. ligence from the capital, which in Amongst the Danes themselves mutual summer some bold boatman occasionfear and mistrust existed ; for indivi- ally brought over, was not always to duals were not wanting who, through be relied upon, seldom or never satisfear, or in hope of profit, played factory, and ceased altogether when winter came, and dark and stormy merry-making; and a wedding, essennights rendered the navigation be- tially the most joyous of festivals, tween the islands impracticable for would have been out of keeping with small craft.

the universal misery. Partly influAt a moderate distance from the enced by a feeling of this kind, and town of Nyeborg, on the east coast partly by other circumstances, old of Funen, stands the village of Vind. Thor Hansen resolved to postpone ing, one of whose richest inhabitants, the projected marriage, and the young at the time of the Swedish occupation, people silently acquiesced. was a certain Thor Hansen. He had Amidst the general misery and a son, called, of course, Hans Thor- suffering, Thor Hansen might be consen—for in that country the names of sidered highly favoured, as compared the peasants are like a pair of gloves, with many others. For sergeant which, when turned inside out, change Jon Svartberg, of the first regiment their places, so that the right becomes of Finland horse, who had quartered the left and the left the right; and himself upon the best house in the with this transposition names are village, namely, upon that of Hansen, handed down from generation to was milder-mannered and of gentler generation, never becoming out of heart than the majority of his brethren fashion. In Thor Hansen's house in arms. Not but that he did honour dwelt a young girl, a distant relative to his military schooling in Germany of his own; and although Christina's and Poland, and resembled a bear sole dowry was her pretty cherry, far oftener than a lamb: he required cheeked countenance, and her comely much, and exacted it rigorously; but healthy person, he had preferred her still there was a limit to his demands, to all others for his daughter-in-law. and when these were complied with, Many might marvel at such a choice, the persons he was quartered upon especially those who know that the had not to fear the wanton torments Danish peasant is at least as proud of and ill treatment which drive the his hide of land and nook of garden as oppressed to despair. The smart the noble of his wide estates, or the young sergeant certainly deemed himwealthy merchant of his well-stored self the first person in the house, and warehouses, and that marriages, un- expected to be treated as such ; but, suitable in a pecuniary point of view, that conceded, he asked no more. are as rare in that country as in any He stood up for what he considered other in the world. But on this head his rights, and no one must infringe Thor Hansen thought differently from upon them. One quality he had, his fellows. He saw that Christina which perhaps contributed to soften was a smart active girl, who, young and humanise his nature-he was a though she was, had kept his house devoted admirer of the gentler sex. after his wife's death with all care Nor was he deficient in the qualities and industry, had milked his cows, that frequently find favour with cooked his oatmeal, and spun his flax. women. A handsome well-grown As to the son Hans, of nothing in the fellow with golden hair, and a fresh world was he more desirous than to complexion, somewhat weathered by get Christina for his wife, and Chris. campaigns; his lofty leathern helmet, tina, when father and son opened his blue facings and broad yellow their minds to her, could scarcely bandelier, with brightly burnished answer for joy. Thus all were agreed, buckles, his tall boots and jingling and the old man already thought of spurs, became him well ; in manner making over his land to his son, and he was frank and joyous, and when of settling down to pass the rest of his he laughed, which was often and days in peace and the chimney corner. loud, a row of ivory teeth showed The wedding-day was fixed, the fish themselves beneath his light brown and saffron for the soup were pur- beard, and his blue eyes had a bold and chased, when suddenly the Swede ar- amorous sparkle. Confident in these rived. This unexpected and unwel. various recommendations, which had come intrusion disturbed the plans of perhaps already, in other countries, many. With lamentation throughout procured him the favour of the fair, the land, few thought of joy and Svartberg cherished the notion of his invincibility, and flattered himself scarce a vestige remains; and this he had but to appear to overcome all small group of trees, bounded on the rivals and conquer all hearts. That north by a rivulet, lay within the he had completely gained that of limits of the old man's farm. AlChristina, and that it was ready at though the night was dreary and any moment to beat the chamade and cheerless out of doors, it was warm surrender at discretion, he did not and snug in Thor Hansen's cottage. for an instant doubt. To say nothing Thor himself sat on one side the huge of his personal recommendations, he fireplace, comfortably sunk in an old had never, during the whole time he cushioned chair; opposite to him had been master in Thor Hansen's Christina had taken her station, and house, seen the least sign of a rival. was busy with her distaff. Between This arose from the circumstance that them hung a large four-cornered iron Hans and Christina had kept their lantern; and upon the end of a bench engagement a secret from the soldier, Hans had seated himself, in such a as if some instinct or internal voice position that he conld conveniently had told them that his acquaintance throw his arm round the young girl's with it might prove for them the waist. Moreover, his cheek rested source of great vexation and suffer- upon her shoulder, and in this agreeing. To maintain the disguise, how- able attitude he kept up an incessant ever, was no easy or pleasant task. whispering, only interrupting the Many consider it a very hard case stream of his volubility to snatch an when two lovers are prevented see- occasional kiss from her ruddy cheek. ing each other as often as they wish; - But how know you all that, but how much more painful must it Hans ?” said the maiden, who for be to have to feign coldness in pre- some time had listened with deep sence of a third person, and on his attention to her lover's words. “Who account? The young people felt that told you ?" the innocent familiarities of betrothed "Not so loud, darling !" replied lovers would have been highly dis. Hans ; " I do not want the old man pleasing to the enamoured Swede, to hear it yet : the thing is uncertain, and deeply enamoured he was, as and the result still more so. My father none, having eyes, could fail to see. becomes each day more anxious, so So Hans and Christina were fain to that I am almost uneasy lest in his be on their guard, except at such terror he should himself throw you hours as the sergeant was on duty, into the arms of the accursed Swede, or when they worked together in farm if things looked dangerous." or garden. When Svartberg was at “The accursed Swede?" repeated home, he was continually after Chris Christina ; " he deserves not the word tina-paying her compliments, cutting at your hands. He has done us jokes, taking her by the chin, catch- much service, and no harm. When I ing her round the waist and making think of my uncle's two poor girls, her waltz round the room, stealing and of the many others who have her slippers as she sat spinning, and shared their lot, I deem myself most playing other witty pranks of a simi- lucky, and so should you, that our lar kind.

roof covers so gentle a foe.” It was a November evening, and " Certainly, replied Hans. “God for those acquainted with that season knows, I do think myself lucky, and in the island of Funen, it is unneces- wish Svartberg no manner of harm sary to say that the night was a in the main, but, on the contrary, rough one. The gale drove black every thing that is good, save and masses of clouds across the sky, and except yourself. But listen further. roared and whistled through the small I fell in this afternoon with a couple thicket, composed of a score of vene- of peasants from the plain ; they had rable oak trees mingled with hazel stopped at the public-house to bait, bushes, that grew at a short distance and had been doing work for Count from Thor Hansen's little garden. At Steenbock. Whilst the dragoons, that time there was still a great deal whom they accompanied with their of oak and beach timber in the neigh- carts, sat and drank in the tavern, I bourhood of Nyeborg, of which now got into discourse with these two men. I had noticed them whispering toge- house," continued he, turning to Thor ther, and looking carefully about them, Hansen and taking his hand. “Dog'sand felt sure there was something up, weather this," he added, as he knock-something they knew of, and which ed the water from his broad-brimmed the Swede did not. I questioned the round hat till it streamed over the oldest of them, and at last he told me floor, and passed both hands over his that the rumour of powerful and thick eyebrows and black bushy hair. speedy succour was abroad in the “I am wet to the very skin, and as country : he had his information more stiff and weary as an old ploughparticularly from Martin Thy; he horse that can no longer follow the had seen him not far from the Oden- furrow. With your permission !"see, standing at a forge, and bargain- and so saying, he seated himself by ing with Swedish officers about a the table, on the end of the wooden horse."

bench. He was a little, broad-shoul" Martin Thy, say you ?" cried dered man, with an unusual quantity Christina; “ he is sick in bed.” of long hair upon his head, and with

“Never mind that, darling! You small lively black eyes, shaded by don't know Martin ; he can be sick projecting brows. He wore a peaand well at the same time, just as he sant's jerkin of coarse brown woollen pleases. At this moment his health stuff, and carried his whip, the end of is as good as yours; and if this red whose lash was tied to the handle, cheek does not lie, you are as fresh slung across his broad back, as a as a fish. Or have my kisses made fowler carries his gun. your cheek so red? Come, let me kiss Whence so late, Martin Thy?" the other."

quoth Thor Hansen, with a curious * Nonsense, Hans! be quiet; the glance at the new-comer. old man hears yon," whispered Chris - Direct from Middelfahrt,” replied tina, warding off with her arm the the horse-dealer in a suppressed voice. threatened salutation.

" I would speak with Sergeant Svart“ What is that about Martin Thy?" berg before I go to bed, and therefore inquired Thor Hansen from beyond have I ridden straight up here. The the fire. Without waiting an answer worshipful sergeant is doubtless at to his question, he sat up in his chair, home?” he added, but with an exand anxiously listened. " What is pression of countenance as if he wishthat?" he said. " Who comes at this ed the contrary. On receiving the hour of night? Svartberg it cannot assurance that Svartberg was out, and be; his guard is not yet over. Run not expected back for two or three out, Hans, and see who it is."

hours, Martin Thy peeped cantiously The son left the room, and in the into the best bed-chamber, which the moment of silence that ensued the Swede occupied, then into the kitchen yard-dog barked loudly, and the tramp and court; and having at last fully and neigh of a horse were heard. Af satisfied himself that the person he ter brief delay, Hans re-entered the inquired about was really absent, he apartment, accompanied by another pulled his whip over his head, and man.

threw it violently down upon the 6 Yes, yes, Hans,” said the stran- floor. ger; “ you are a very good lad, but “I may speak then, and tell you that is a matter I understand better the news," he said, thrusting both than you do. Black Captain is as hands into the breast of his doublet, good a beast as a horseman need wish and standing, with his short, strong to cross."

legs apart, colossus-fashion, in the “ May be," replied Hans; “but at middle of the floor. “I went to Midpresent he is lame, if not hip-shot." delfahrt in a lucky hour. Every face

" Thank ye, friend,” replied the was joyful, and every mouth full of stranger, warmly. " I expect you reports of a great and immediate sucare a judge. A trifle weary and foot- cour, with which we should drive the sore he may be. He has had a heavy Swedes out of the country; and on day's work, and drags a little with one this side the Odensee I heard the leg. But no matter. The peace of Swedes themselves talk of it. For my God and a good evening to this part I have not a doubt about the mat

ter, and my information is of the best. What boots it that I wear silver butI was up there, bargaining with the tons on my doublet, and may soon Swedish Rittmeister Kron for his gray wear gold ones? what avails it that mare, and doctoring one of his troop- I own fields and garden, cows and horses which had broken its fore-foot, horses, if I have not a nice young and I heard the gossip of the grooms wife to share my prosperity ? She and soldiers, and all manner of cu- will be well cared for, and as com. rious stories."

fortable as if she lay in Abraham's • " Of course," said Thor Hansen, bosom." shaking his head incredulously ; " if “He is old enough, certainly," lies were Latin, I too might turn muttered Hans with a smile. preacher."

"Hans, my boy, just run out and The horse-jockey looked Hansen give Black Captain a handful of hay, hard in the face, whilst the young will you ? Go, my son, go." Hans people exchanged signs of intelli- obeyed, and Martin continued, “I gence.

have only this to tell you; beware of “I tell you what it is, neighbour," the sergeant! Trust him not! continued Thy; "I am a tolerably Svartberg means the maiden no good. well - broken nag, and can keep a Do not ask how I know it, but the straight road of my own. There's fact is certain. Do as you like, no shying or stumbling in me-I go a however. If you have courage to steady even trot, and aint vicious, so risk it, you are right to do so." you may take my word when I give “Ay, but what would poor Hans it. Yes," added he, slowly and sig- say?" quoth the old man musingly. nificantly, and with a glance at “Hans!” cried the horse-dealer, Christina, “it might well happen much surprised; “I thought it was that others besides yourself found all off, long ago, between Hans and cause to repent your mistrust."

Christina. They never whinny after · At these words the old man grew each other, and she seems ready to thoughtful, and listened attentively. lash out whenever he comes near

“ Have you not heard of the many her." He paused for a minute, and pretty country lasses made to serve then drew Thor Hansen aside, and this year at Raskenbjerg, when young spoke to him in an under tone. “It Count Magnus lay there in quarters? is only for appearance sake," said he; Know ye not how it fared there with "you don't suppose I am serious ? your own wife's nieces? If you A rusty old roadster like myself fancy they left the place as they went would never suit to run in harness to it, you are mightily mistaken. The with so frisky a filly. What say Swede does not handle such wares so you, my child? Will you not for a tenderly. Count Magnus has his while make believe to be Martin spies every where-he well knows Thy's sweetheart?" whom to choose for such work; your "Have done with such nonsense," house may have its turn. The girl said the young girl, repulsing the has a comely face and a white neck, jockey's advances. He ran round a smart walk and a bright eye, and the room after her, caught, and those are hard to hide at this time, would have kissed her, but she slipand in this island."

ped through his hands like an eel, "Nonsense!" said Thor Hansen. and made for the kitchen. Just then "More noise than mischief. And the door opened, and Sergeant Svartwho would do us so ill a turn ?" berg, who had entered the court un

"I name no names," replied the heard, strode into the room, his horse-dealer. “You know him as heavy steel spurs jingling at every well as I do. But I have a means of step. The sort of scuffle between protecting you and Christina from him, the young girl and the horse-dealer and all other blood-hounds of his attracted his notice. breed. If you are wise you will avail “What's up now, in the devil's yourself of it. Give her me to wife. name ?” he cried, taking off his heavy And when any look after her, tell helmet. them she is Martin Thy's betrothed, “Nothing, sergeant," replied Marand you will soon see the difference! tin Thy, in no way disconcerted.

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