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Updated: June 3, 2025
As we pointed out at the beginning of this analysis, if it be indeed true that there are some races which are born to rule, it is their duty to assert their will to power over inferior races. If “the true Teutonic type”—to use the words of Sven Hedin—be indeed superior to the Celt, to the Anglo-Saxon, to the Slav, and to the Latin, he is morally bound to assert that superiority.
"Wait ye here a minute while I see if Dugald is inside." Oskar Hedin paused in the act of putting the finishing touches on the edge of his belt ax, and as John McNabb entered the room, he rose hastily to meet him. "Where's Murchison?" asked the newcomer, and Hedin noted that no slightest hint of recognition flickered in his employer's eyes.
Saxo, it is true, makes Hild's father a Jute, instead of her lover, and Snorri apparently agrees with him in making Hedin Norwegian; but in the Gudrun Hettel is Frisian or Jutish. The Anglo-Saxon and German agree on another point where both differ from the Norse.
"How he hates himself!" exclaimed Jean, and from his position in the shadows, Hedin saw that her eyes flashed. His heart gave a great bound, and it was with an effort that he restrained himself from pushing into the group.
Helgi slew Hrodmar and married Svava, having escaped from the sea-giantess Hrimgerd through the protection of his Valkyrie bride and the wit of a faithful servant. His brother Hedin, through the spells of a troll-wife, swore to wed Helgi's bride. Repenting, he told his brother, who, dying in a fight with Hrodmar's son, charged Svava to marry Hedin.
The next moment he was welcoming the girl with a deference he would have scarce accorded to royalty. Supper over, McNabb left Jean to be entertained by Murchison, and strolled down to the landing to join Hedin. "Well, how's everything comin'?" he asked, as he seated himself beside the clerk upon a damaged York boat. "I wired you that the deal was closed, and the pulp-wood is safe.
McNabb's hand gripped his shoulder. "Ye done fine, lad! Ye done fine!" he exclaimed. Dropping to his knees, Hedin slipped his hand into the unconscious man's pocket and withdrew a key which he tossed to one of the Company Indians who had come running in at the sound of battle. "Here, Joe Irish," he said, "go to the cabin and unlock the trunk that is there and bring back the coat of fur."
"Has Wentworth arrived yet?" asked Hedin, as he followed the factor toward the stove at the rear of the trading room. Murchison shook his head. "Ye're the first this winter. But who's Wentworth? An' what'll he be doin' here? An' what are ye doin' here yourself? I suppose it had to do with John's pulp-wood, but the options don't expire till sometime in the summer. Why didn't he come himself?"
Thereafter for five days Hedin worked under Wentworth's direction, while the engineer ran his levels and established his contour. In the evenings as they sat by the campfire smoking, Hedin preserved the same stolid silence that he had studiously observed since the coming of Wentworth. "Murchison says you know all about fur," Wentworth suggested one evening. "And the finished fur?
And Murchison said that with my knowledge of fur the Company would soon give me a post of my own." "But what of the future, lad?" Hedin shrugged. "All I ask of the future," he answered, and McNabb noted just a touch of bitterness in the tone, "is that I may live it in the North." "H-m-m," said McNabb, knocking the ashes from his pipe, "I guess the North has got ye, lad.
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