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"Lo! yonder is the sword I spoke of," said Merlin.
Then another wonder met their eyes, for a woman came walking towards them upon the surface of the lake.
"What damsel is that?" asked Arthur. "And what means all this wondrous thing?"
"That is the Lady of the Lake," said Merlin. "Within that lake is a great rock, and therein is a palace as fair as any on the earth, and most richly adorned, wherein this lady dwells. When she comes to you ask her in courtly phrase for the sword, for it is hers to give."
Soon came the damsel to them and saluted Arthur, who courteously returned her salutation.
"Fair lady," he said, "what sword is it that yonder arm holds so strangely above the water? I would it were mine, for I have lost my weapon."
"King Arthur," replied the damsel, "the sword you see is mine. But it shall be yours if you will promise me a gift when I shall ask it of you."
"By my faith," rejoined Arthur, "I will give you whatever gift you may ask, if it be within reason and justice."
"Then," said the damsel, "go into the barge you see yonder and row yourself to the sword, and take it and the scabbard. As for the gift, I shall bide my time to ask it."
Arthur and Merlin now alighted and entered the boat they saw near by, rowing it to where the arm in white samite held up the sword. Reaching boldly out, Arthur grasped the weapon by the handle, and at once the arm and hand disappeared beneath the water, leaving the wondrous blade in his hand, and the scabbard with it.
When they reached the land again the Lady of the Lake was gone, and so they mounted and rode away from that place of magic. Then Arthur looked upon the sword and much he liked it, for the blade seemed to him of rare promise.
"Which like you the better, the sword or the scabbard?" asked Merlin.
"The sword," answered Arthur.
"There you lack wisdom," said Merlin, "for the scabbard is worth ten of the sword. While you wear that scabbard you shall never lose blood, however sorely you be wounded, so take good heed to keep it always with you."
So they rode unto Carlion, where Arthur's knights were glad enough to see him, for his absence had greatly troubled them. And when they heard of his adventures they marvelled that he would risk his person so alone.
But all men of wors.h.i.+p said that it was merry to be under a chieftain who would take upon himself such adventures as poor knights loved to meet.
During the absence of the king a messenger had come to the court from King Ryons of North Wales, who was also King of Ireland, and of many islands, bearing a message of most insulting purport. He said that King Ryons had discomfited and overcome eleven kings, each of whom had been forced to do him homage in the following manner: each had sent him his beard, and the king had trimmed his mantle with these kings' beards. But there lacked one place on the mantle, and he therefore sent for King Arthur's beard to complete the fringe. If it were not sent him he would enter the land and burn and slay, and never leave till he had head and beard together.
"Well," said Arthur, "you have said your message, and the most villanous one it is that ever living man sent unto a king; you may see, moreover, that my beard as yet is somewhat too young to serve as a tr.i.m.m.i.n.g to his mantle. This, then, you may tell your king. Neither I nor my lords owe him any homage. But if he shall not before many days do me homage on both his bended knees, by the faith of my body he shall lose his head, in requital for the shameful and discourteous message that he has sent me. Bear you this answer to your king."
And so the messenger departed.
CHAPTER IV.
GUENEVER AND THE ROUND TABLE.
And now we have to tell the story of how King Arthur got his fair wife Guenever, and how the Round Table was brought to England's realm.
After the defeat of the eleven kings, Arthur had rescued King Leodegrance of Cameliard from King Ryons, and put the latter with all his host to flight. And at the court of Leodegrance he saw his charming daughter Guenever, whom he ever after loved.
So it fell upon a time that Arthur said to Merlin,--
"My barons give me no peace, but day by day insist that I shall take a wife. But whether I marry or not, I shall take no step without your counsel and advice."
"Your barons counsel well," said Merlin. "A man of your bounty and n.o.bleness should not be without a wife. Is there any one woman that you love beyond others?"
"Yes, by my faith there is," said Arthur. "I love Guenever, the daughter of King Leodegrance, of Cameliard, he who has in his house the Round Table, which you have told me he had of my father King Uther. This damsel is the loveliest lady that I know, or could ever hope to find."
"Of her beauty and fairness no man can question," said Merlin. "If your heart were not set, I could find you a damsel of beauty and goodness that would please you as well. But where a man's heart is fixed there will he turn against the counsel of wise and foolish alike."
"You speak the truth," said Arthur.
Covertly, however, Merlin warned the king that Guenever would bring trouble to his court and his heart, and counselled him to weigh well what he thought to do. But Arthur's love was warm, and the wise man's counsel, as he had said, fell like water on a stone. Thereupon Merlin went to Cameliard and told King Leodegrance of Arthur's wish.
"This is to me," said Leodegrance, "the best tidings that any man living could bring; that a monarch of such prowess and n.o.bleness should ask to wed my daughter. Cheerfully will I give her, and I would give lands in dowry with her, but of that he has enough already. Yet I can send him a gift that will please him far more than lands or treasure, no less a gift than the Table Round, which Uther Pendragon gave me, and around which may be seated a hundred and fifty knights. As for myself, I have but a hundred knights worthy to sit at the table, but these I will send to Arthur, who must complete the tale himself."
And so, with Guenever, and the Round Table, and the hundred knights, Merlin set out for London, where Arthur then was, and whither the n.o.ble cavalcade rode in royal procession through the land.
When King Arthur heard of their coming his heart was filled with joy, and he said to those around him,--
"This fair lady is very welcome to me, for I have loved her long. And these knights with the Round Table please me more than if the greatest riches had been sent, for I value worth and prowess far above wealth and honors."
He ordered the marriage and coronation to be prepared for in royal pomp, but with no needless delay.
"And, Merlin," he said, "I pray you to go and seek me out fifty knights of the highest honor and valor, to complete the tale of my Round Table Knights."
Merlin went, and in a short time brought twenty-eight knights whom he deemed worthy of that high honor, but no more could he find.
Then the Archbishop of Canterbury was brought, and he blessed the seats of the Round Table with great wors.h.i.+p and ceremony, and placed the twenty-eight knights in their chairs. When this was done Merlin said,--
[Ill.u.s.tration: Copyright by Frederick Hollyer, London, England.
KING ARTHUR'S FAIR LOVE.]
"Fair sirs, you must all rise and come to King Arthur and do him homage.
For henceforth you are his chosen knights, and must so declare. And know you well, that great shall be the future honor and fame of all who worthily occupy these seats."
At this request the knights arose, and did homage to the king. And when they had risen from their seats there appeared in each in letters of gold the name of him who had sat therein. But two seats were wanting from the full tale.
"What is the reason of this?" asked Arthur. "Why are there two seats lacking?"
"Sir," answered Merlin, "no man shall occupy those places but the most wors.h.i.+pful of knights. And in the Seat Perilous, which adjoins them, no man shall sit but one, and if any one unworthy of this honor shall be so hardy as to attempt it, he shall be destroyed. He that shall sit there shall have no fellow."
Anon came young Gawaine, the son of King Lot, a squire of handsome mien, who asked of the king a gift.
"Ask, and I shall grant it," answered the king.
"I ask that you make me knight on the day you wed fair Guenever."
"That shall I do willingly," said Arthur, "and with what wors.h.i.+p I may, since you are my nephew, my sister's son."