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'The Sieur de Corasse pleased Orthon so much that he came often to see him in his sleep, and pulled away his pillow or gave great knocks against the window of the room where he lay. And when the Chevalier was awakened he would exclaim, "Let me sleep, I pray you, Orthon!" "Not so," said Orthon; "I have news to give you." "And what news will you give me? Whence come you?"
The Lord de Corasse called to his servants to set the dogs on the ill-favoured creature, and kill it; but, as the kennel was opened, the sow vanished away, and was never seen afterwards. Then the Lord de Corasse returned pensive to his chamber, fearing that the sow had indeed been Orthon! and truly Orthon never returned more to his bed-side. Within a year, the Knight was dead!"
Then he threw back the windows so that he could note more clearly all that was in the room, but again he saw nought of which he could say, "That is Orthon." 'The day passed and night came. Hardly had the Sieur de Corasse climbed up into his bed than Orthon arrived, and began to talk to him, as his custom was. "Go to, go to," said the Sieur de Corasse; "you are but a bungler.
Orthon told him that it might lead to his being forced to quit his service but he persisted, and Orthon promised to show himself when first the Knight should leave his chamber in the morning.
One day when the Sieur de Corasse was with the Comte de Foix, the talk fell upon Orthon, and suddenly the Count inquired, "Sieur de Corasse, have you never seen your messenger?" 'He answered, "No, by my faith, Monseigneur, and I have never even asked to." "Well," he replied, "it is very strange.
Leave me in peace, I pray you, and take service with me, and I shall be grateful." 'Now, the knight was pleasing to Orthon, so he answered, "Is this truly your will?" "Yes," replied the Sieur de Corasse. "Do no ill unto those that dwell here, and I will cherish you, and we shall be as one." "No," spoke Orthon.
"Ha! then, I wager that he saw one of the black cats that played round young Ashton's bed." "Nay, the Knight's lady would not rise all day lest she should see Orthon; but the Knight, leaping up in the morning, looked about, but could see nothing unusual. At night, when Orthon came, he reproached him for not having shown himself, as he had promised. 'I have, replied Orthon.
'Then said Orthon, "I come from England, or Germany, or Hungary, or some other country, which I left, yesterday, and such-and-such things have happened." 'Thus it was that the Sieur de Corasse knew so much when he went into the world; and this trick he kept up for five or six years. But in the end he could not keep silence, and made it known to the Comte de Foix in the way I shall tell you.
I know not if Orthon had more than one master, but certain it is that every week he came, twice or thrice during the night, to tell to the Sieur de Corasse the news of all the countries that he had visited, which the Sieur wrote at once to the Comte de Foix, who was of all men most joyed in news from other lands.
'And in this he said well; for Orthon came no more to the castle of Corasse, and in less than a year its lord himself was dead. NEARLY four hundred years ago, on May 12, 1496, Gustavus Vasa was born in an old house in Sweden. His father was a noble of a well-known Swedish family, and his mother could claim as her sister one of the bravest and most unfortunate women of her time.
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