A new tale of Icelandic heroes in old Norse days, founded upon two ancient sagas which tell of the first exploration of America. Mr. Hewlett possesses beyond all others the power to clothe these shadowy figures of the past with romantic fascination.
ness at the house when her father was not there. That could not be denied. She went soberly about her preparations, and the girls were full of pity. They talked it over and over, but there was nothing to be done. Her bundles and bales were corded upon the sumpter's back. She embraced and kissed her housemates. There were wet cheeks and trembling lips involved, but they were not hers. Then she was put up before her father, and away she went.
As for young Arnkel, he no more comes into the tale than he had stayed in Gudrid's mind.
Orme was a friend of Thorbeorn's, and a prosperous man. He lived at Erne Pillar, which is below Snaefellness, and near the sea. There was a haven there and a town. Moreover it was a Christian settlement, with a church and a priest. Most of the houses and land there belonged to Orme, who lived in a good house of his own with his wife Halldis. They had no children, which was a grief to them.
Thorbeorn brought Gudrid to the house, and had a good recepti