| Viking Tales|
|by Jennie Hall|
|We follow the fortunes of Harald from the time he is given his own thrall at the cutting of his first tooth, through his exploits as a viking adventurer, to his crowning as King of Norway. Then population pressures at home and eagerness for adventure and booty from other lands combine to drive some of the bolder Vikings to set forth from their native land. Sailing ever westward across the Atlantic, they hop along the chain of islands that loosely connects Norway with America in search of home and adventure. Ages 6-9 |
LEIF AND HIS NEW LAND
OW Eric had lived in Greenland for fifteen years. His
sons Thorstein and Leif had grown up to be big, strong
men. One spring Leif said to his father:
"I have never seen Norway, our mother land. I long to
go there and meet the great men and see the places that
skalds sing about."
"It is right that you should go. No man has really
lived until he has seen Norway."
So he helped Leif fit out a boat and sent him off. Leif
sailed for months. He passed Iceland and the Faroes and
the Shetlands. He stopped at all of these places and
feasted his mind on the new things. And everywhere men
received him gladly; for he was handsome and wise. But
at last he came near Norway. Then he stood up before
the pilot's seat and sang loudly:
"My eyes can see her at last,
The mother of mighty men,
The field of famous fights.
In the sky above I see
Fair Asgard's shining roofs,
The flying hair of Thor,
The wings of Odin's birds,
The road that heroes tread.
I am here in the land of the gods,
The land of mighty men."
For a while he walked the land as though he were in a
dream. He looked at this and that and everything and
loved them all because it was Norway.
"I will go to the king," he said.
He had never seen a king. There were no kings in
Iceland or in Greenland. So he went to the city where
the king had his fine house. The king's name was Olaf.
He was a great-grandson of Harald Hairfair; for Harald
had been dead a hundred years.
Now the king was going to hold a feast at night, and
Leif put on his most beautiful clothes to go to it. He
put on long tights of blue wool and a short jacket of
blue velvet. He belted his jacket with a gold girdle.
He had shoes of scarlet
 with golden clasps. He threw
around himself a cape of scarlet velvet lined with seal
fur. His long sword stuck out from under his cloak. On
his head he put a knitted cap of bright colors. Then he
walked to the king's feast hall and went through the
door. It was a great hall, and it was full of
richly-dressed men. The fires shone on so many golden
head-bands and bracelets and so many glittering swords
and spears on the wall, and there was so much noise of
talking and laughing, that at first Leif did not know
what to do. But at last he went and sat on the very end
seat of the bench near him.
As the feast went on, King Olaf sat in his high seat
and looked about the hall and noticed this one and that
one and spoke across the fire to many. He was keen-eyed
and soon saw Leif in his far seat.
"Yonder is some man of mark," he said to himself. "He
is surely worth knowing. His face is not the face of a
fool. He carries his head like a lord of men."
He sent a thrall and asked Leif to
 come to him. So Leif
walked down the long hall and stood before the king.
"I am glad to have you for a guest," the king said.
"What are your name and country?"
"I am Leif Ericsson, and I have come all the way from
Greenland to see you and old Norway."
"From Greenland!" said the king. "It is not often that
I see a Greenlander. Many come to Norway to trade, but
they seldom come to the king's hall. I shall be glad to
hear about your land. Come up and speak with me."
So Leif went up the steps of the high seat and sat down
by the king and talked with him. When the feast was
over the king said:
"You shall live at my court this winter, Leif Ericsson.
You are a welcome guest."
So Leif stayed there that winter. When he started back
in the spring, the king gave him two thralls as a
"Let this gift show my love, Leif Ericsson," he said.
"For your sake I shall not forget Greenland."
 Leif sailed back again and had good luck until he was
past Iceland. Then great winds came out of the north
and tossed his ship about so that the men could do
nothing. They were blown south for days and days. They
did not know where they were. Then they saw land, and
"Surely luck has brought us also to a new country. We
will go in and see what kind of a place it is."
So he steered for it. As they came near, the men said:
"See the great trees and the soft, green shore. Surely
this is a better country than Greenland or than Iceland
When they landed they threw themselves upon the ground.
"I never lay on a bed so soft as this grass," one said.
"Taller trees do not grow in Norway," said another.
"There is no stone here as in Norway, but only good
black dirt," Leif said. "I never saw so fertile a land
The men were hungry and set about building a fire.
 "There is no lack of fuel here," they said.
They stayed many days in this country and walked about
to see what was there. A German, named Tyrker, was with
Leif. He was a little man with a high forehead and a
short nose. His eyes were big and rolling. He had lived
with Eric for many years, and had taken care of Leif
when he was a little boy. So Leif loved him.
Now one day they had been wandering about and all came
back to camp at night except Tyrker. When Leif looked
around on his comrades, he said:
"Where is Tyrker?"
No one knew. Then Leif was angry.
"Is a man of so little value in this empty land that
you would lose one?" he said. "Why did you not keep
together? Did you not see that he was gone? Why did you
not set out to look for him? Who knows what terrible
thing may have happened to him in these great forests?"
Then he turned and started out to hunt for him. His men
 and ashamed. They had not gone far
when they saw Tyrker running toward them. He was
laughing and talking to himself. Leif ran to him and
put his arms around him with gladness at seeing him.
"Why are you so late?" he asked. "Where have you been?"
But Tyrker, still smiling and nodding his head,
answered in German. He pointed to the woods and laughed
and rolled his eyes. Again Leif asked his question and
put his hand on Tyrker's shoulder as though he would
shake him. Then Tyrker answered in the language of
"He pointed to the woods and laughed and rolled his eyes"
"I have not been so very far, but I have found
"What is it?" cried the men.
"I have found grapes growing wild," answered Tyrker,
and he laughed, and his eyes shone.
"It cannot be," Leif said.
Grapes do not grow in Greenland nor in Iceland nor even
in Norway. So it seemed a wonderful thing to these
 "Can I not tell grapes when I see them?" cried Tyrker.
"Did I not grow up in Germany, where every hillside is
covered with grapevines? Ah! it seems like my old
"It is wonderful," Leif said. "I have heard travelers
tell of seeing grapes growing, but I myself never saw
it. You shall take us to them early in the morning,
So in the morning they went back into the woods and saw
the grapes. They ate of them.
"They are like food and drink," they cried.
That day Leif said:
"We spent most of the summer on the ocean. Winter will
soon be coming on and the sea about Greenland will be
frozen. We must start back. I mean to take some of the
things of this land to show to our people at home. We
will fill the rowboat with grapes and tow it behind us.
The ship we will load with logs from these great trees.
That will be a welcome shipload in Greenland, where we
have neither trees nor vines. Now
 half of you shall
gather grapes for the next few days, and the other half
shall cut timber."
So they did, and after a week sailed off. The ship was
full of lumber, and they towed the rowboat loaded with
grapes. As they looked back at the shore, Leif said:
"I will call this country Wineland for the grapes that
One of the men leaped upon the gunwale and leaned out,
clinging to the sail, and sang:
"Wineland the good, Wineland the warm,
Wineland the green, the great, the fat.
Our dragon fed and crawls away
With belly stuffed and lazy feet.
How long her purple, trailing tail!
She fed and grew to twice her size."
Then all the men waved their hands to the shore and
gave a great shout for that good land.
For all that voyage they had fair weather and sailed
into Eric's harbor before the winter came. Eric saw the
ship and ran down to the shore. He took Leif into his
arms and said:
 "Oh, my son, my old eyes ached to see you. I hunger to
hear of all that you have seen and done."
"Luck has followed me all the way," said Leif. "See
what I have brought home."
The Greenlanders looked.
"Lumber! lumber!" they cried. "Oh! it is better stuff
Then they saw the grapes and tasted them.
"Surely you must have plundered Asgard," they said,
smacking their lips.
At the feast that night Eric said:
"Leif shall sit in the place of honor."
So Leif sat in the high seat opposite Eric. All men
thought him a handsome and wise man. He told them of
the storm and of Wineland.
"No man would ever need a cloak there. The soil is
richer than the soil of Norway. Grain grows wild, and
you yourselves saw the grapes that we got from there.
The forests are without end. The sea is full of fish."
The Greenlanders listened with open mouths to all this.
They turned and
 talked to Leif's ship-comrades who were
scattered among them.
Leif noticed two strangers, an old man who sat at
Eric's side and a young woman on the cross-bench. He
turned to his brother Thorstein who sat next to him.
"Who are these strangers?" he asked.
"Thorbiorn and his daughter Gudrid," Thorstein
answered. "They landed here this spring. I never saw
our father more glad of anything than to see this
Thorbiorn. They were friends before we left Iceland.
When they saw each other again they could not talk
enough of old times. In the spring Eric means to give
him a farm up the fiord a way. It seems that this
Thorbiorn comes of a good family that has been rich and
great in Iceland for years. And Thorbiorn himself was
rich when our father knew him, and was much honored by
all men. But ill luck came, and he grew poor. This hurt
his pride. 'I will not stay in Iceland and be a
beggar,' he said to himself. 'I will not have men look
at me and say, "He is not what his father was." I will
 go to my friend Eric the Red in Greenland.'
"Then he got ready a great feast and invited all his
friends. It was such a feast as had not been in Iceland
for years. Thorbiorn spent on it all the wealth that he
had left. For he said to himself, 'I will not leave in
shame. Men shall remember my last feast.' After that he
set out and came to Greenland.
"Is not Gudrid beautiful? And she is wise. I mean to
marry her, if her father will permit it."
Now Leif settled down in Greenland and became a great
man there. He was so busy and he grew so rich that he
did not think of going to Wineland again. But people
could not forget his story. Many nights as men sat
about the long fires they talked of that wonderful land
and wished to see it.
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