The story of Burnt Njal From the Icelandic of the Njals Saga
THE STORY OF BURNT NJAL [Illustration: GUNNAR REFUSES TO LEAVE HOME] "_Fair is Lithe: so fair that it has never seemed to me so fair; the corn fields are white to harvest, and the home mead is mown: and now I will ride back home, and not fare abroad at all._" The Story of Burnt Njal From the Icelandic of the Njals Saga By the late Sir George Webbe Dasent, D.C.L.
just as he did before his discovery.
He took, however, greater precaution against surprise. He always
carried his bow and arrows, his lance and knives. He was also very
careful about making a great smoke from his fire. He burned a great
quantity of wood in a pit and made charcoal. With this material he
had a fine fire with a very little smoke. Every day also he went to
the top of the hill back of his shelter in order to discover if possible
the approach of savages.
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THE LANDING OF THE SAVAGES
Another year passed by, Robinson longed more and more to get away from
the island. Year after year he had hoped and watched in vain for a
passing ship. Every day he would scan the waters that held him
prisoner for the welcome sight of a sail. He had been disappointed.
Now his only hope was to escape to the mainland in some way. He feared
the savages. He had heard stories of their being cannibals. But if
they could come to his island in their canoes against the prevailing
wind, why could he not get to the mainland with it in his favor?
THE STORY OF BURNT NJAL [Illustration: GUNNAR REFUSES TO LEAVE HOME] "_Fair is Lithe: so fair that it has never seemed to me so fair; the corn fields are white to harvest, and the home mead is mown: and now I will ride back home, and not fare abroad at all._" The Story of Burnt Njal From the Icelandic of the Njals Saga By the late Sir George Webbe Dasent, D.C.L.