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Updated: June 18, 2025
"It is nearly a year I have not seen her.... She is surely still the pearl of the Isle of Sen? My wife Meroë charged me to remember her to Hena." "You will see her to-morrow," answered Mamm' Margarid; and laying down her distaff she arose. It was the signal for the family to retire.
After lowering her distaff as a sign that the combat was over Mamm' Margarid stepped toward the wounded combatant to give him her attention, while Joel said to his guest, reaching him the cup: "Friend guest, you shall drink this old wine to the triumph of Julyan." "I drink to the triumph of Julyan and also to the valiant defeat of Armel!" responded the stranger.
She stepped to the front of the chariot, waved the white cloth, and threw away the sword, as if to announce to the enemy that all the women wished to give themselves up. The soldiers, at first astonished at the proposed surrender, answered with laughs of ironical consent. Margarid seemed to be awaiting a signal. Twice she impatiently cast her eyes toward the shelter, where the two women had gone.
O, Margarid, Hena, Meroë, Loyse, Genevieve, Ellen, Sampso, Victoria the Great rejoice! Rejoice that you have quitted this world for the mysterious worlds where we shall live forever! Rejoice at the strongness of your hearts!
If any of us has any message for the loved ones who have preceded us yonder, and wishes Armel to carry it let him make haste." Mamm' Margarid thereupon kissed the forehead of the dying young man and said to him: "Give to all the members of our family the kiss of remembrance and hope."
Her eyes looked for her father, her mother and her relatives Joel, Margarid and their family had been placed in the front rank of the crowd they soon recognized their daughter; their hearts went out to her. The druids ranked themselves beside the sacrificial stones. The bards ceased chanting.
Joel continued imperturbably: "Thirty-two years ago, I married Margarid, the daughter of Dorlern. I have from her three sons and a daughter. The elder boy is there behind us, leading your good black horse, friend guest ... his name is Guilhern. He and several other relatives help me in the cultivation of our field. So you see, my guest, that you might have fallen into a worse house."
The virgin of the Isle of Sen sang in a voice as pure as her own soul: "The daughter of Joel and Margarid comes to offer gladly her life as a sacrifice to Hesus! "Oh, All-Powerful! From the stranger deliver the soil of our father! "Gauls of Britanny, you have the lance and the sword! "The daughter of Joel and Margarid has but her blood. She offers it voluntarily to Hesus! "Oh, Almighty God!
"And her name?" asked Stumpy, "the name of that virgin who is to deliver us from war!" Hena looked towards her father and mother with tenderness and serenity and said: "The virgin who is to die is one of the nine female druids of the Isle of Sen. Her name is Hena. She is the daughter of Margarid and Joel, the brenn of the tribe of Karnak!" Deep silence fell upon the family of Joel.
Like many other women of her kin, she wore a coral necklace round her neck, bracelets inwrought with garnets and other trinkets of gold and silver fashioned at Autun. Around Mamm' Margarid played the children of Guilhern and several other of her kin, while their young mothers busied themselves preparing supper. "Margarid," said Joel to his wife, "I bring a guest to you."
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