Part 34 (1/2)

The trench and mound were completed, but the enemy did not advance. He planted his black raven banner two miles off in the plain, arranged his forces, and halted for the night.

”We must fight tomorrow at dawn of day,” said Edmund. ”Now, bid the campfires be lighted; we have plenty of meat and bread, mead and wine; bid each man eat and drink his fill. Men never fight well on empty stomachs. Then return yourself to my side, and share my tent this night; perhaps--perhaps--for the last time.”

”If so, woe to England--woe!” said Alfgar. ”But I have confidence that her day of tribulation is pa.s.sing from her. The blood of the martyred saints cries aloud for vengeance on the Danes.”

CHAPTER XXI. EDMUND AND CANUTE.

The watch was duly set; campfires were lighted, and joints of meat suspended over them; barrels of wine and mead were broached, for all the country around contributed with loving willingness to the support of its defenders; and when hunger was appeased the patriotic song arose from the various fires, and stirring legends of the glorious days of old, when Danes and Nors.e.m.e.n fled before the English arms, nerved the courage of the men for the morrow's stern conflict.

Around the fire kindled next the tent of Edmund sat the warrior monarch himself, with all the chieftains, the ealdormen, and lesser thanes who shared his fortunes.

The minstrels and gleemen were not wanting here, but none could touch the harp more sweetly than Edmund himself; and, the banquet over, he sang an ancient lay, which kindled the enthusiasm of all his hearers, and nerved them to do or die, so that they longed for the morrow.

Before it was over the trumpet announced some event of importance, and soon a messenger brought the tidings to Edmund that a large force was advancing from the west.

All rose to look at them, not without anxiety; as yet they were far distant, across a wild moor, but as they drew nearer, and their standards could be more clearly discerned, it became gradually evident that it was a reinforcement; and so it proved, for heralds, galloping forward, announced the men of Dorsets.h.i.+re.

They were most gladly received, for now the English forces were equal in number to their adversaries, and every man felt the hope of victory strong within him.

At length Edmund bade messengers go through the camp, and cause every man to retire to rest, for they must all be stirring by dawn on the morrow.

He himself, with Alfgar, went through the host and then inspected the watch. When he came to the outpost nearest the foe he found Hermann on duty as officer of the watch, and spoke earnestly to him and his men.

”Be on your guard,” he said, ”as men who know that the welfare of England depends upon them; if you see the least movement on the part of the crafty Canute, rouse the camp at once; they are not unlikely to attack us by night if they can surprise us, not otherwise.”

Alfgar was standing on a low mound contemplating the opposite camp, that of his own countrymen, attentively.

”Well, Alfgar, my son, do you see aught?” said Edmund approaching him.

”I fancied I saw some figures seek the hollow where the ditch pa.s.ses from us to them.”

”We will wait and see whether aught comes of it,” said the king; ”how do you like our prospects?”

”Well, my lord, I would sooner be with you at this moment than in any other place in England.”

”Even than in Aescendune?”

”Yes; just now.”

”Alfgar, do you think your father yet lives?” said Edmund, as he again gazed upon the Danish camp.

”I think not; I fear he is numbered amongst the dead; I have over and over again inquired of Danish prisoners whether they knew aught of him; they all said he had not been known in their ranks for years.”

”The chances of a warrior's life are so many that he may not improbably be gone, but remember you found another father at Carisbrooke.”

”I shall never forget that, my lord.”

Here Hermann interrupted them.