Away! our journey lies through dell and dingle,

Where the blithe fawn trips by its timid mother,

Where the broad oak, with intercepting boughs,

Chequers the sunbeam in the green-sward alley--

Up and away!--for lovely paths are these

To tread, when the glad Sun is on his throne

Less pleasant, and less safe, when Cynthia's lamp

With doubtful glimmer lights the dreary forest.

--Ettrick Forest

When Cedric the Saxon saw his son drop down senseless in the lists at

Ashby, his first impulse was to order him into the custody and care of

his own attendants, but the words choked in his throat. He could not

bring himself to acknowledge, in presence of such an assembly, the son

whom he had renounced and disinherited. He ordered, however, Oswald to

keep an eye upon him; and directed that officer, with two of his serfs,

to convey Ivanhoe to Ashby as soon as the crowd had dispersed. Oswald,

however, was anticipated in this good office. The crowd dispersed,

indeed, but the knight was nowhere to be seen.

It was in vain that Cedric's cupbearer looked around for his young

master--he saw the bloody spot on which he had lately sunk down, but

himself he saw no longer; it seemed as if the fairies had conveyed him

from the spot. Perhaps Oswald (for the Saxons were very superstitious)

might have adopted some such hypothesis, to account for Ivanhoe's

disappearance, had he not suddenly cast his eye upon a person attired

like a squire, in whom he recognised the features of his fellow-servant

Gurth. Anxious concerning his master's fate, and in despair at his

sudden disappearance, the translated swineherd was searching for him

everywhere, and had neglected, in doing so, the concealment on which

his own safety depended. Oswald deemed it his duty to secure Gurth, as a

fugitive of whose fate his master was to judge.

Renewing his enquiries concerning the fate of Ivanhoe, the only

information which the cupbearer could collect from the bystanders

was, that the knight had been raised with care by certain well-attired

grooms, and placed in a litter belonging to a lady among the spectators,

which had immediately transported him out of the press. Oswald, on

receiving this intelligence, resolved to return to his master for

farther instructions, carrying along with him Gurth, whom he considered

in some sort as a deserter from the service of Cedric.

The Saxon had been under very intense and agonizing apprehensions

concerning his son; for Nature had asserted her rights, in spite of the

patriotic stoicism which laboured to disown her. But no sooner was he

informed that Ivanhoe was in careful, and probably in friendly hands,

than the paternal anxiety which had been excited by the dubiety of his

fate, gave way anew to the feeling of injured pride and resentment, at

what he termed Wilfred's filial disobedience.




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