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Her mother and her brothers, all the members of her tribe and her father Joel saw Hena fall upon her knees, cross her arms, turn her celestial face towards the moon, and cry with a still sonorous voice: "Hesus ... Hesus ... by the blood that flows.... Mercy for Gaul!" "Gauls, by this blood that flows, victory to our arms!"
You would not see me blush with shame at the thought of your thinking me a coward;" and the young woman, while making this answer, instead of turning back, only hastened her step. "Let it be as your courage and your love for me bid," replied her husband. "May Hena, my holy sister, who is gone, protect us at the side of Hesus."
But the sons of Joel either fought valiantly for freedom or remained dead on the battlefield; and his daughter Hena, whose saintly and sweet name is sung to this day and has come down from century to century, disinterestedly laid her life on the altars of Hesus for the welfare of her country, while the children of my son will die, obscure like their father, in this corner of Gaul.
"Yes," said Larry again, "the Tuatha De the Ancient Ones who had spells that could compel Mananan, who is the spirit of all the seas, an' Keithor, who is the god of all green living things, an' even Hesus, the unseen god, whose pulse is the pulse of all the firmament; yes, an' Orchil too, who sits within the earth an' weaves with the shuttle of mystery and her three looms of birth an' life an' death even Orchil would weave as they commanded!"
I said so! Was that a tree I knocked against? A hundred thousand bans and maledictions fall upon Mercury and Haas, the architect, who sent for me to look at it! and the scoundrels, too, who dug it up! I'll lay any wager that the boasted Mercury is nothing but some defaced and corroded bit of stone, without either nose or legs some shapeless deformity like that little Hesus last year at Marienthal.
"My children!" was all I could say, for sobs choked me. "My children! if they are living!" "Your children?" "What you said the fate that awaits them if they are sold to those men " "How? Their fate causes you alarm?" "Hesus! Hesus!" I exclaimed, calling on the god in my lamentation. "It is horrible!" "Are you going crazy?" demanded the "horse-dealer."
They love, at the moment of their departure to see the tender looks of farewell of their parents and friends. Cowards like yourself, Daoulas, are unworthy of taking a last look at the just. Hence, Daoulas, you will die and burn hidden in that envelop of osier, the effigy of a man, as you have become since the commission of the murder." And the bard cried: "In the name of Hesus!
Finally, like the druids, we teach childhood, we inspire the child with an ardent love of our common and beloved fatherland so threatened to-day by the wrath of Hesus, a wrath that comes down upon them because they have forgotten that they are all the children of the same God, and that a brother must resent the wound inflicted upon his brother."
My mother taught me that, and I am showing the method to these dear girls." "Your mother saw further than I, Margarid. A good harvest time is thus made certain. Let the Romans come and assault the car! Heads and limbs will fall, mown down like ripe ears at the reaping! Let Hesus make it a good one, this human harvest!"
"By Hesus; we must get that poniard back," said Albinik, retracing his steps toward the tree. "You have need of a weapon, and this one my brother Mikael forged and tempered himself. It will pierce a sheet of copper." "Oh; I shall find it, Albinik. In that well-tempered little blade of steel one has an answer for all, and in all languages."
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