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Chap. XL.
THE PEDLAR AND THE GEESE.
159
is no one else to be a witness of my death, I summon the
birds of our Lord to give evidence.” A few minutes
after he expired. Years passed away ; nobody had got
on the track of the evil-doers. One Sunday, when
people were assembled in a churchyard waiting for the
parson, a flock of wild geese flew screaming over their
heads, at which a Holstein horse-dealer said to his
comrade, “ Behold the’ witnesses of the pedlar I ” These
words drew attention upon the horse-dealer, and when
they asked him what he meant ho lost his spirits, and
at last confessed that lie and his comrade were the
murderers of the pedlar. Such witness bear the birds
of our Lord.
In a neighbouring cemetery lie interred the bodies
of a Lieutenant (?) Harboard and eight English seamen,
lost in the “Polyphemus,” Captain Vaughan, wrecked
off the coast some few years since ; and farther removed
among the sand is the ruined church of Torup, whose
congregation have long since disappeared, driven away
by the spasmodic attacks of flying sand, sent of course
from England. There once existed a Runic stone, raised
to the memory of “ Tuko, the Englishman, who here
was slain by the Viking Isvard.”
On another small island—iland, they here call it—in
the centre of this lake once stood the fortress which
guarded its entrance. No wonder at the men of Thy
feeling vicious against the English queen who by her
machinations blocked up and ruined so fair a harbour.
We turn to the right to visit the canal, to be
completed next spring. The draining of this lake is
undertaken by Captain Jagd, a Danish officer from the
Isle of Funen. These Jutland lakes are, as before
said, strung together like birds’ eggs on a thread. A
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