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Updated: June 8, 2025
Men held him in honour and spoke well of him, though as yet he had done no deeds, but lived at home on Coldback, managing the farm, for now Thorgrimur Iron-Toe, his father, was dead. But women loved him much, and that was his bane for of all women he loved but one, Gudruda the Fair, Asmund's daughter.
"I told him to make his own price and I would consider it that I wished to take no advantage, nor did I desire to pay a price that would not leave me a profit. Well, we sat and the chief smoked for another hour. "'You give ten thousand money. You give one-eighth what you make to Chief Iron-Toe. You Big Friend. "'It's a bargain! I said, just like that. Old Iron-Toe handed me his pipe again.
"This wealthy farmer holds the good gold of little worth. It is foolish to take fish to the sea, my father," sneered Björn. "Nay, Björn, not so," Eric answered: "but, as thou sayest, I am but a farmer, and since my father, Thorgrimur Iron-Toe, died things have not gone too well on Ran River. But at the least I am a free man, and I will take no gifts that I cannot repay worth for worth.
"This section belongs to the state, I think," ventured Hippy. "No belong state." "Who, then?" "Belong Chief Iron-Toe. Him Chippewa chief Big Chief." Lieutenant Wingate became instantly alert. "Are you positive of that, Willy?" The Indian nodded. "Do you know the gentleman with the iron toe?" "Him my father."
That chief with the iron toes is a shrewd old duffer. He has owned the property for some years, and all that time the Hiram Dusenbery Company has been trying, by fair means or otherwise, to buy it of him, but Old Iron-Toe put the price so high that they preferred to wait, hoping that when he got hard up he might be willing to sell for less."
These two fair women saw the light in the self-same hour. But Eric Brighteyes was their elder by five years. The father of Eric was Thorgrimur Iron-Toe. Still, he slew the Baresark, standing on one leg and leaning against a rock, and for that deed people honoured him much. Thorgrimur was a wealthy yeoman, slow to wrath, just, and rich in friends.
Now, it must be told that, five years before the day of the death of Gudruda the Gentle, Saevuna, the wife of Thorgrimur Iron-Toe, gave birth to a son, at Coldback in the Marsh, on Ran River, and when his father came to look upon the child he called out aloud: "Here we have a wondrous bairn, for his hair is yellow like gold and his eyes shine bright as stars."
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