Alfgar the Dane or the Second Chronicle of Aescendune eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 269 pages of information about Alfgar the Dane or the Second Chronicle of Aescendune.

Alfgar the Dane or the Second Chronicle of Aescendune eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 269 pages of information about Alfgar the Dane or the Second Chronicle of Aescendune.

In a brief space of time, shorter, indeed, than under other circumstances we should have conceived possible, everything was prepared; horses were loaded with provisions and all things necessary for immediate use.  Old men and children were also mounted, who could not otherwise travel, and we started.  It was indeed painful to part from home, and to leave all we had to the mercy of the Danes, but “skin for skin, all that a man hath will he give for his life.”

So soon as I saw the party safely away from the town, I left them under the guidance of some ancient foresters, who knew every woodland path, and hastened to my brethren, who had been duly forewarned, and were awaiting my arrival.  I found them prepared for immediate departure.  We had a large flat-bottomed boat on the river which washes the monastery garden; they had placed all the sacred vessels and the treasure of the priory therein, and had sent the novices and lay brethren to seek their safety with the rest in the woods, only the brethren, properly so called, remaining.

And now, ready for immediate flight, we went forth with calm composure, which God sent us.  Then, upon the brink of the stream, we stopped and listened.  No sound broke the dread silence of the night, and we stood in perfect quiet for some minutes.

At last we heard the sound of muffled footsteps, as of those who sneak about on the devil’s work, approaching the priory, and we pushed the boat into the stream.  The moon had not yet arisen; it was quite dark.  It was the one boat near.

We knew well what they were doing—­surrounding the priory to prevent any chance of escape, supposing, of course, that their victims would be within.  This accomplished, they knocked loudly at the doors, and receiving no answer, raised their fierce battle cry, and looked, happily in vain, for the pallid faces they expected to see at windows or loopholes.  Then they proceeded to break the doors down with their battle-axes.  A similar din, beginning a moment before, told us that the hall and the priory were simultaneously attacked.

We had heard enough.  We let the boat drop down the stream till we reached a small island, where we waited to see the end, praising the Lord who had not delivered us over for a prey unto their teeth.

While we waited in suspense, we saw a fierce light flash forth from the hall, and perceived that, having plundered it of all that was portable, they had fired it in many places at once; and while we looked, we saw our own once happy home share the same fate, and emulate the hall in sending forth its volume of ruddy flame towards the skies.

This we had waited for, and we held council, and decided that, having no home, the brethren should depart with the sacred vessels and treasure to the mother house at Abingdon, while I remained, as also Father Adhelm, to minister to our afflicted flock in the woods as best we might.

Alas for our poor priory! the foundation of Offa and Ella, once the light of the neighbourhood! but now our candlestick is removed out of its place.

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