And young Oddoul, believing that it was Gudrune herself, answered with
downcast looks:
"It is by the grace of the Lord that I have resisted the
violence of the queen
and braved the anger of that powerful woman."
And the angel asked:
"What? Hast thou not done what the queen accuses thee of?"
"In truth no, I have not done it," answered Oddoul, his hand on his heart.
"Thou hast not done it?"
"No, I have not done it. The very thought of such an action fills me with
horror."
"Then," cried the angel, "what art thou doing here, thou impotent creature?" *
* The Penguin
chronicler who
relates the fact employs the expression, Species
inductilis. I have endeavoured to
translate it literally.
And she opened the door to
facilitate the young man's escape. Oddoul felt
himself pushed
violently out. Scarcely had he gone down into the street than a
chamber-pot was poured over his head; and he thought:
"Mysterious are thy designs, O Lord, and thy ways past
finding out."
II. DRACO THE GREAT (Translation of the Relics of St. Orberosia)
The direct
posterity of Brian the Good was extinguished about the year 900 in
the person of Collic of the Short Nose. A cousin of that
prince, Bosco the
Magnanimous, succeeded him, and took care, in order to assure himself of the
throne, to put to death all his relations. There issued from him a long line
of powerful kings.
One of them, Draco the Great,
attained great
renown as a man of war. He was
defeated more frequently than the others. It is by this
constancy in defeat
that great captains are recognized. In twenty years he burned down more than a
hundred thousand hamlets, market towns, unwalled towns, villages, walled
towns, cities, and universities. He set fire impartially to his enemies'
territory and to his own domains. And he used to explain his conduct by
saying:
"War without fire is like tripe without
mustard: it is an insipid thing."
His justice was rigorous. When the
peasants whom he made prisoners were
unableto raise the money for their ransoms he had them hanged from a tree, and if
any
unhappy woman came to plead for her
destitute husband he dragged her by
the hair at his horse's tail. He lived like a soldier without effeminacy. It
is
satisfactory to
relate that his manner of life was pure. Not only did he
not allow his kingdom to decline from its
hereditary glory, but, even in his
reverses he
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valiantly supported the honour of the Penguin people.
Draco the Great caused the relics of St. Orberosia to be
transferred to Alca.
The body of the
blessed saint had been buried in a
grotto on the Coast of
Shadows at the end of a scented heath. The first pilgrims who went to visit it
were the boys and girls from the neighbouring villages. They used to go there
in the evening, by
preference in couples, as if their pious desires naturally
sought
satisfaction in darkness and
solitude. They
worshipped the saint with a
fervent and
discreetworship whose
mystery they seemed
jealously to guard, for
they did not like to publish too
openly the experiences they felt. But they
were heard to murmur one to another words of love, delight, and
rapture with
which they mingled the name of Orberosia. Some would sigh that there they
forgot the world; others would say that they came out of the
grotto in peace
and calm; the young girls among them used to recall to each other the joy with
which they had been filled in it.
Such were the marvels that the
virgin of Alca performed in the morning of her
glorious
eternity; they had the
sweetness and indefiniteness of the dawn. Soon
the
mystery of the
grotto spread like a
perfume throughout the land; it was a
ground of joy and edification for pious souls, and
corrupt men endeavoured,
though in vain, by
falsehood and calumny, to
divert the
faithful from the
springs of grace that flowed from the saint's tomb. The Church took measures
so that these graces should not remain reserved for a few children, but should
be diffused throughout all Penguin Christianity. Monks took up their quarters
in the
grotto, they built a
monastery, a
chapel, and a hostelry on the coast,
and pilgrims began to flock thither.
As if strengthened by a longer
sojourn in heaven, the
blessed Orberosia now
performed still greater miracles for those who came to lay their offerings on
her tomb. She gave hopes to women who had been
hithertobarren, she sent
dreams to
reassurejealous old men
concerning the
fidelity of the young wives
whom they had suspected without cause, and she protected the country from
plagues, murrains, famines, tempests, and dragons of Cappadocia.
But during the troubles that desolated the kingdom in the time of King Collic
and his
successors, the tomb of St. Orberosia was
plundered of its
wealth, the
monastery burned down, and the monks dispersed. The road that had been so long
trodden by
devout pilgrims was overgrown with furze and
heather, and the blue
thistles of the sands. For a hundred years the
miraculous tomb had been
visited by none save vipers, weasels, and bats, when, one day the saint
appeared to a
peasant of the neighbourhood, Momordic by name.
"I am the
virgin Orberosia," said she to him; "I have chosen thee to restore
my
sanctuary. Warn the inhabitants of the country that if they allow my memory
to be blotted out, and leave my tomb without honour and
wealth, a new dragon
will come and
devastate Penguinia."
Learned churchmen held an
inquiryconcerning this
apparition, and pronounced
it
genuine, and not diabolical but truly
heavenly, and in later years it was
remarked that in France, in like circumstances, St. Foy and St. Catherine had
acted in the same way and made use of similar language.
The
monastery was restored and pilgrims flocked to it anew. The
virginOrberosia worked greater and greater miracles. She cured
divers hurtful
maladies, particularly club-foot, dropsy,
paralysis, and St. Guy's disease.
The monks who kept the tomb were enjoying an enviable opulence, when the
saint, appearing to King Draco the Great, ordered him to recognise her as the
heavenlypatron of the kingdom and to
transfer her precious remains to the
cathedral of Alca.
In
consequence, the odoriferous relics of that
virgin were carried with great
pomp to the
metropolitan church and placed in the middle of the choir in a
shrine made of gold and
enamel and ornamented with precious stones.
The chapter kept a record of the miracles
wrought by the
blessed Orberosia.
Draco the Great, who had never ceased to defend and exalt the Christian faith,
died fulfilled with the most pious sentiments and bequeathed his great
possessions to the Church.
II. QUEEN CRUCHA
Terrible
disorders followed the death of Draco the Great. That
prince's
successors have often been accused of
weakness, and it is true that none of
them followed, even from afar, the example of their
valiant ancestor.
His son, Chum, who was lame, failed to increase the territory of the Penguins.
Bolo, the son of Chum, was assassinated by the palace guards at the age of
nine, just as he was ascending the
throne. His brother Gun succeeded him. He
was only seven years old and allowed himself to be governed by his mother,
Queen Crucha.
Crucha was beautiful,
learned, and
intelligent; but she was
unable to curb her
own passions.
These are the terms in which the
venerable Talpa expresses himself in his
chronicleregarding that
illustrious queen:
"In beauty of face and symmetry of figure Queen Crucha yields neither to
Semiramis of Babylon nor to Penthesilea, queen of the Amazons; nor to Salome,
the daughter of Herodias. But she offers in her person certain singularities
that will appear beautiful or uncomely according to the
contradictory opinions
of men and the varying judgments of the world. She has on her
forehead two
small horns which she conceals in the
abundant folds of her golden hair; one
of her eyes is blue and one is black; her neck is bent towards the left side;
and, like Alexander of Macedon, she has six fingers on her right hand, and a
stain like a little monkey's head upon her skin.
"Her gait is
majestic and her manner affable. She is
magnificent in her
expenses, but she is not always able to rule desire by reason.
"One day, having noticed in the palace stables, a young groom of great beauty,
she immediately fell
violently in love with him, and entrusted to him the
command of her armies. What one must praise unreservedly in this great queen
is the
abundance of gifts that she makes to the churches, monasteries, and
chapels in her kingdom, and especially to the holy house of Beargarden, where,
by the grace of the Lord, I made my
profession in my fourteenth year. She has
founded masses for the
repose of her soul in such great numbers that every
priest in the Penguin Church is, so to speak, transformed into a taper lighted
in the sight of heaven to draw down the
divine mercy upon the
august Crucha."
From these lines and from some others with which have enriched my text the
reader can judge of the
historical and
literary value of the "Gesta
Penguinorum." Unhappily, that
chronicle suddenly comes suddenly to an end at
third year of Draco the Simple, the
successor of Gun the Weak. Having reached
that point of my history, I
deplore the loss of an
agreeable and trustworthy
guide.
During the two centuries that followed, the Penguins remained plunged in
blood-stained
disorder. All the arts perished. In the midst of the general
ignorance, the monks in the shadow of their
cloisterdevoted themselves to
study, and copied the Holy Scriptures with indefatigable zeal. As parchment
was scarce,they scraped the
writing off old manuscripts in order to transcribe
upon them the
divine word. Thus throughout the
breadth of Penguinia Bibles
blossomed forth like roses on a bush.
A monk of the order of St. Benedict, Ermold the Penguin, had himself alone
defaced four thousand Greek and Latin manuscripts so as to copy out the Gospel
of St. John four thousand times. Thus the masterpieces of ancient
poetry and
eloquence were destroyed in great numbers. Historians are
unanimous in
recognising that the Penguin convents were the
refuge of
learning during the
Middle Ages.
Unending wars between the Penguins and the Porpoises filled the close of this
period. It is
extremely difficult to know the truth
concerning these wars, not