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Updated: June 13, 2025
'The lady Margaret is in her father's hall, Hynde Etin, said the hunters, 'nor food will she eat until ye do come to her. There is a pardon for you here sealed by the earl's own hand. Then Hynde Etin smoothed his yellow locks, and gay was he as he went with the hunters to the castle. Down on his knee before the earl fell Hynde Etin. 'Rise, Etin, rise! cried the earl.
It is true that in her despair she had yielded to her father's wishes; she had promised to wed Prince Fykenyld that very day. It was no wonder then that she sat on the throne sad at heart, pale of face. Hynde Horn had knocked at the palace gate. It was no humble beggar's rap he gave, but a bold, impatient knock. King Horn had forgotten for the moment that he was only a beggar man.
There is something engraved on one side, something that looks like birds on a twig, yes, three little birds; and see the lovely cairngorm set in the end! Oh, it has words cut in it: 'To Jean: From Hynde Horn' Goodness me! I've opened Miss Dalziel's package!" Francesca made a sudden swooping motion, and caught box, cover, and contents in her arms. "It is mine! I know it is mine!" she cried.
Yet neither with linnet nor with lark could her little wee son woo the smiles back to his dear mother's face. Now a day came when Hynde Etin in his greenwood home thought the hours passed but slow, and that same day he took his gun and his dog and off he went alone to hunt. His seven little wee sons he left at home with their mother.
"You need not cast off your gay costly gown, To follow me on from town unto town; You need not take the gold kaims from your hair, For Hynde Horn has gold enough and to spare." Then the bridegrooms were changed, and the lady re-wed To Hynde Horn thus come back, like one from the dead.
The silver mystery, then, was intended for a wand and a very pretty way of making love to an American girl, too, to call it a 'sceptre of rule over fair Scotland'; and the three birds were three singing laverocks 'to mind her of him when he was gone'! But the real Hynde Horn in the dear old ballad had a truelove who was not captious and capricious and cold like Francesca.
'Now will I send my hunters, and they shall search the forest high and low and bring Hynde Etin unto me, said the earl. Then up and spake the little wee Etin. 'Search for my father shall ye not, until ye do send to him a pardon full and free. And the earl smiled at the young Etin. 'In sooth a pardon shall your father have, said he.
It brought back to the rough old man the thought of Hynde Horn, for he had been used to speak in just such a tone. The porter cleared his voice, wiped his eyes, for he, as all others who dwelt in the palace, had loved Hynde Horn, and grieved sorely for his absence. For the sake of Hynde Horn it was that the porter listened to the beggar man's request.
But Margaret did not care to answer. She only shook her head. Then said Hynde Etin, 'I am forester of Elmond wood, nor should ye enter it without my leave. 'Nay now, cried the lady Margaret, 'leave will I ask of no man, for my father is earl of all this land.
Should the gleam of the diamonds fade and grow dim, thou wilt know, not that my love grows less, for that may never be, but thou wilt know that evil hath befallen me. Then sadly they parted and Hynde Horn, the ring on his finger, hastened down to the shore. Swiftly he embarked in the ship that awaited him, and sailed away.
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