Since historical times the land we now call England has been conquered three times, for we need hardly count the
Danish Invasion.
The whole of the
Danish nobility were in attendance; consisting of a noble boy in the wash-leather boots of a gigantic ancestor, a venerable Peer with a dirty face who seemed to have risen from the people late in life, and the
Danish chivalry with a comb in its hair and a pair of white silk legs, and presenting on the whole a feminine appearance.
To this end, Communists of various nationalities have assembled in London, and sketched the following Manifesto, to be published in the English, French, German, Italian, Flemish and
Danish languages.
Madler's "Map of the Moon." Within, down it sunk perpendicularly into a caldron, about a
Danish mile in depth; while below lay a town, whose appearance we can, in some measure, realize to ourselves by beating the white of an egg in a glass Of water.
In old Norse times, the thrones of the sea-loving
Danish kings were fabricated, saith tradition, of the tusks of the narwhale.
It may have been carried to England in the form of ballads by the Anglo-Saxons; or it may be Scandinavian material, later brought in by
Danish or Norwegian pirates.
And even in the days of Banks and Solander, Cooke's naturalists, we find a
Danish member of the Academy of Sciences setting down certain Iceland Whales (reydan-siskur, or Wrinkled Bellies) at one hundred and twenty yards; that is, three hundred and sixty feet.
In August the Harlings'
Danish cook had to leave them.
That is the actual phrase used by the Vienna cabinet," said the
Danish charge d'affaires.
The night will soon fall; this forest is most wild and lonely; strange noises are often heard therein after sunset; wolves haunt these glades, and
Danish warriors infest the country; worse things are talked of; you might chance to hear, as it were, a child cry, and on opening the door to afford it succour, a greet black bull, or a shadowy goblin dog, might rush over the threshold; or, more awful still, if something flapped, as with wings, against the lattice, and then a raven or a white dove flew in and settled on the hearth, such a visitor would be a sure sign of misfortune to the house; therefore, heed my advice, and lift the latchet for nothing.
In addition to these--and they were all on deck, chattering and piping in queer, almost elfish, falsetto voices--were the two white men, Captain Van Horn and his
Danish mate, Borckman, making a total of seventy-nine souls.
I remember, somewhere, sitting in a circle with Japanese fishermen, Kanaka boat-steerers from our own vessels, and a young
Danish sailor fresh from cowboying in the Argentine and with a penchant for native customs and ceremonials.