Viking Boys

They were not so jubilant as they had expected to be when sailing to meet the foe, for they

d Yaspard's quick eyes detected the Laulie moored by the crags and

Viking exclaimed. "Five of th

ore subdued tones-Lowrie added "And the ma

was looking up into his master's face with such an expression of fidelity in his honest brown eyes that the boy could not re

, as he lowered the sail and directed his brother to row g

chief were standing there, all grinning from ear to ear. As for Gloy, he

and caught both of Yaspard's hands in his as he replied, "Nonsense, man! You ought to know that honourable enemies do not scruple to shake h

ed, as he returned that hearty hand-clasp, and looked into the winsome, manly f

hey all knew how potent was Fred's spell,

about your captive, taken in fair war, and here ready to yield himself back into

tle tin pail he carried; "pebbles wet with the waves of Westervoe. See!" an

umpery price. If you had priced him against a bit of lichen torn from the Head of Calloster, which might have

les wet with the sea that girdles the old isle. I picked up a small stone myself, when I left home for the first time, and I c

ose pebbles. I must not go to Westervoe myself, so I thought I'd like to have something from it. I thought I should feel more like one of you boys-not so much by myself, and all that sort of thing-if I could handle something that reminded me of you." Then, tossing back his head

. You'll see enough of Westervoe before you're done with us, I'll be bound; and as for adventures-why, man, you're providing us with them! You are th

ve any one a chance to speak. So Gloy was shoved to the front, and

e said. "He was ahint the skerry whe

ass," Yaspard exclaimed. "I might have known that

awfu' angry?"

then he bade me come inta the dingy, and I was tae row ower tae Lunda wi' him. Sae I did as I was bid-after asking his leave tae pit yon message for you upo' the rod. He asked me a heap aboot wis a'-I mean aboot the Manse folk, and Dr. Holtum's bairns, and maist aboot our young Laird and Miss Isobel and the lady. And when we cam' tae Lunda he bade me l

mself to be so near Lunda, and to be so interested in its young people. "What next, I wonde

n't like what he wrote to me, and it wasn't bad at all. So let your mind be a

to bring you as a prisoner to Lunda, if we can catch you a

ted!" was the answer, which sent

ook very grave, and extending

ransom, and the

r bark," said the Viking chie

"that you don't scrape your

cious puns ought to be severe

ry for them after

to Noostigard," and he exchanged regretful looks with h

spard, "to take me with you to Boden; and perha

e Brüs-you're never going to

t I intend," Fred

, sure as anything. I can't bear to think of what he may say; and, being an old man, you won't

shame, as he pictured to himself the reception which that g

on the boy's shoulder. "Our captain has a way of

the finest fellow out; and he will tackle old Adiesen-beg pardon, the Laird of Boden-

se, sir," added

and fears. "I'll tell you what," he cried, "you shall meet my little sister first, and she shall take you to Uncle Brüs. He

strength, arks of refug

f as quickly as possible and get it over. We will go and lay our lines at

hers might be anxious. When you've hauled your lines just go hom

sailing to their favourite fishing-ground, while the ot