The Land of the Long Night Part 22
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The three chiefs drew lots to know who should first attack Olaf Tryggva.s.son's s.h.i.+p. Svein, King of Denmark, drew the lot to attack first; then Olaf, King of Sweden, and Erik Jarl last, if it should be found necessary. It was agreed between the three chiefs that each should own the s.h.i.+ps which he himself cleared of men and captured.
Erik Jarl's s.h.i.+p was called the _Jarn Bardi_, an iron-clad ram which had the reputation of cleaving through every s.h.i.+p it attacked; there were beaks on the top of both stem and stern, and below these were thick iron plates which covered the whole of the stem and stern all the way down to the water.
When the chiefs had arranged their plan, they saw three very large s.h.i.+ps, and following them a fourth; they all saw a dragon-head on the stem, ornamented so that it seemed of pure gold, and it gleamed far and wide over the sea as the sun shone on it. As they looked at the s.h.i.+p, they wondered greatly at its length, for the stern did not appear till long after they had seen the prow, as the s.h.i.+p glided past the point of the island slowly; then all knew that this was the _Long Serpent_--a s.h.i.+p about three hundred and sixty feet long, with a crew of over seven hundred and fifty men.
At this sight many a man grew silent.
Sigvaldi Jarl, one of Olaf Tryggva.s.son's commanders, let down the sails on his s.h.i.+p and rowed up towards the island. Thorkel Dydril on the _Tranan_ (the "Crane"), and the other s.h.i.+p-steerers (for the commanders were so called), lowered their sails also and followed him. All waited for Olaf Tryggva.s.son. When King Olaf saw that his men had lowered their sails and were waiting for him, he steered towards them and asked them why they did not go on. They told him that a host of foes was before them and that the fleets of the allied kings lay around the point.
Advancing further the King Olaf Tryggva.s.son and his men saw that the sea was covered far and wide with the wars.h.i.+ps of his foes. Thorkel Dydril, a wise and valiant man, said: "Lord, here is an overwhelming force to fight against: let us hoist our sails and follow our men out to sea. We can still do so while our foes prepare themselves for battle, for it is not looked upon as cowardice by any one for a man to use forethought for himself and his men." King Olaf Tryggva.s.son's men now missed the s.h.i.+ps that had sailed ahead.
King Olaf replied loudly: "Tie together the s.h.i.+ps and let the men prepare for battle!" for in those days it was the custom to tie the s.h.i.+ps together. Then the commanders arranged the host.
The _Long Serpent_ was in the middle, with the _Short Serpent_ on one side and the _Crane_ on the other, and four other s.h.i.+ps on each side of them; but this fleet was but a small one compared with the overwhelming fleet which their enemies had.
When Olaf saw that they began to tie together the stern of the _Long Serpent_ and of the _Short Serpent_, he called out loudly, "Bring the _Long Serpent_ forward; I will not be the hindmost of all my men in this fleet when the battle begins!"
Then Ulf ("Wolf") the Red, the king's standard bearer, and who was also his prow-defender, said: "If the _Long Serpent_ shall be put as much forward as it is larger and longer than other s.h.i.+ps, the men in the bows will have a hard time of it!"
The king cried: "I had the _Serpent_ made longer than other s.h.i.+ps so that it should be put forward more boldly in battle, but I did not know I had a prow-defender who was faint-hearted!"
Ulf replied: "Turn thou, King, no more back in defending the high deck than I will in defending the prow!"
Olaf Tryggva.s.son stood aloft on the high deck of the _Long Serpent_. He had a s.h.i.+eld, and gilt helmet, and was easily recognized. He wore a red silk kirtle over his ring-armor.
When he saw that the s.h.i.+ps of his foes began to separate, and that the standards were raised in front of each chief, he asked: "Who is the chief of that standard which is opposite us?" He was told that it was King Svein of Denmark with the Danish s.h.i.+ps.
"What chief follows the standard which is to the right?" He was told that it was Olaf of Sweden.
"Who owns those large s.h.i.+ps to the left of King Olaf of Sweden?"
"It is Erik Jarl Hakonson," they replied.
Then Svein of Denmark, Olaf of Sweden, and Erik Jarl rowed towards the _Long Serpent_.
The battle horns were blown and both sides shouted a war-cry, and soon the combat raged fiercely,--at first with arrows from crossbows and long bows, then with spears and javelins and slings--and King Olaf Tryggva.s.son fought most manfully. King Svein's men turned the prows of many of their s.h.i.+ps towards both sides of the _Long Serpent_. The Danes also attacked the _Short Serpent_ and the _Crane_. The carnage was great.
King Svein made the stoutest onset. King Olaf Tryggva.s.son made the bravest defence with his men, but they fell one after another. King Olaf fought almost too boldly, shooting arrows and hurling spears; he went forward in hand-to-hand fight, and cleft many a man's skull with his sword.
The attack proved difficult for the Danes, for the stern-defenders of the _Long Serpent_ and of the _Short Serpent_ hooked anchors and grappling hooks to King Svein's s.h.i.+ps, and as they could strike down upon the enemy with their weapons, for they had much larger and higher boarded s.h.i.+ps, they cleared of men all the Danish s.h.i.+ps which they had laid hold of. King Svein had to retreat.
In the mean time Erik Jarl had come first with the _Jarn Bardi_ alongside the farthest s.h.i.+p of Olaf Tryggva.s.son on one wing, cleared it, and cut it from the fastenings; he then boarded the next one, and fought until it was cleared of men; and as the men fell on his s.h.i.+p, other Danes and Swedes took their places. At last all of Olaf Tryggva.s.son's s.h.i.+ps had been cleared of men and captured except the _Long Serpent_, which carried all the men who were now able to fight.
Erik Jarl then attacked the _Long Serpent_ with five large s.h.i.+ps; he laid the _Jarn Bardi_ alongside, and then ensued the fiercest fight and the most terrible hand-to-hand struggle of the day, and such a shower of weapons was poured upon the _Long Serpent_ that the men could hardly protect themselves.
King Olaf Tryggva.s.son's men became so furious that they jumped upon the gunwales in order to reach their foes with their swords and kill them, and many went straight overboard; for out of eagerness and daring they forgot that they were not fighting on dry ground, and sank down with their weapons between the s.h.i.+ps.
When only a few men were left on the _Long Serpent_ around the mast amids.h.i.+ps, Erik Jarl boarded it with fourteen men. Then came against him King Olaf's brother-in-law, Hyrning, with his followers, and between them ensued a hard fight. It was ended by Erik Jarl's retreating onto the _Bardi_, which took away the dead and the wounded, and in their stead brought fresh and rested men.
When Erik had prepared his men, he said to Thorkel the High, a wise and powerful chief: "Often have I been in battles, and never have I before found men equally brave and so skilled in fighting as those on the _Long Serpent_, nor have I seen a s.h.i.+p so hard to conquer. Now, as thou art one of the wisest of men, give me the best advice thou knowest as to how the _Long Serpent_ may be won!"
Thorkel replied: "I cannot give thee sure advice, but I can say what seems to me best to do. Thou must take large timbers, and let them fall from thy s.h.i.+p upon the gunwales of the _Long Serpent_, so that it will careen; then thou wilt find it the easier to board the s.h.i.+p."
Erik Jarl did as Thorkel had told him.
King Olaf and his men defended themselves with the utmost bravery and manliness; they slew many of their foes, both on the _Jarn Bardi_ and on other s.h.i.+ps which lay near theirs.
When the defenders of the _Long Serpent_ began to thin out, Erik Jarl boarded it and met with a warm reception.
Olaf Tryggva.s.son shot at him with spears. The first flew past his right side, the second his left, and the third struck the fore part of the s.h.i.+p above his head.
Then King Olaf said: "Never before did I thus miss a man; great is the Jarl's luck."
In a short time most of King Olaf's champions fell, though they were both strong and valiant. Among them Hyrning, Thorgier, Vikar, and Ulf the Red, and many other brave men who left a famous name behind. The _Long Serpent_ was now cleared of men and captured, but Olaf Tryggva.s.son was never seen or heard of more. He probably threw himself into the sea not to survive his defeat.
"It was a grand fight, Captain La.r.s.en!" I exclaimed, as the narrator concluded his story. I thanked the captain, and after this we all went to our bunks to sleep.
The following day was Sunday. There was no buying or selling of fish.
Every man was shaved and wore clean linen; the church was crowded with fishermen, and the afternoon was spent in making social visits.
I had fished with the four boats of our house, and now I made my preparations for sailing northward. Our catch of fish and that in several neighboring fis.h.i.+ng settlements during the fis.h.i.+ng season had amounted to over twenty-two millions of cod.
CHAPTER x.x.xI
SAILING ALONG THE COAST OF FINMARKEN.--HAMMERFEST, THE MOST NORTHERN TOWN IN THE WORLD.--SCHOOLS.--FRUHOLMEN, THE MOST NORTHERN LIGHTHOUSE IN THE WORLD.--AMONG THE SEA LAPPS.--MEN AND WOMEN SAILORS.
Leaving the fis.h.i.+ng settlement, the _Ragnild_, which I had rejoined, sailed along the rugged and dreary sh.o.r.e of Finmarken, the most northern part of the continent of Europe, pa.s.sing now and then a solitary fisherman's house, or a settlement hidden from sight, though the stranger would never dream that any human being lived in this land of rocks and desolation.
We next came to Hammerfest, in 70 40' north lat.i.tude, the most northern town in the world. In its commodious port were English, French, Russian, German, Swedish, and Norwegian vessels. Hundreds of fis.h.i.+ng boats were there also, waiting for favorable winds to continue their voyage.
Steamers were going and coming from the south.
The population was about three thousand souls. There were warehouses owned by rich merchants, a church, a comfortable hotel, good schools where boys and girls can learn French, English, German, Latin and Greek.
The streets were filled with snow. But though so far north there was not a particle of ice in the port, on account of the warm Gulf Stream, though sometimes the thermometer reaches 20 degrees below zero. Often during the winter the mercury stands for consecutive days above the freezing point.
After leaving Hammerfest we sailed towards North Cape. Suddenly I heard one of the sailors on the watch shout, "Light! Light!" "What," said I, "a lighthouse so far north?"
"Yes," replied the captain, who was standing near me; "it is the most northern light on the globe. It is the light on the island of Fruholmen, situated in lat.i.tude 71 5' north." We sailed as far as North Cape, on the island of Magero, rising majestically to a height of nine hundred and eighty feet above the sea, and in lat.i.tude 71 10'. At the top of the cape there was evidently a gale, for the snow was flying to a great height.
As we were sailing along the sh.o.r.e, I saw some strange-looking weather-beaten logs, covered with barnacles. The captain said to me, "Some of these logs come probably from the coast of South America, from the Amazon and Orinoco rivers; the Gulf Stream has brought them here. It has taken them a long time to reach this place, for they are covered with barnacles."
Instead of doubling North Cape, we sailed through the narrow Magero Sound which separates the island from the mainland.
[Ill.u.s.tration: "We sailed towards North Cape."]
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