es;
for it was disgraceful to give up ships and goods without a stroke, and
yet it was highly dangerous to fight the king and his force, the king
having sixteen ships and Guthorm only five. Then Guthorm desired three
days' time to consider the matter with his people, thinking in that time
to pacify the king, and come to a better understanding with him through
the mediation of others; but he could not obtain from the king what
he desired. This was the day before St. Olaf's day. Guthorm chose the
condition that they would rather die or conquer like men, than suffer
disgrace, contempt and scorn, by submitting to so great a loss. He
called upon God, and his uncle Saint Olaf, and entreated their help
and aid; promising to give to the holy man's house the tenth of all
the booty that fell to their share, if they gained the victory. Then he
arranged his men, placed them in battle order against the great force,
prepared for battle, and gave the assault. By the help of God, and the
holy Saint Olaf, Guthorm won the battle. King Margad fell, and every
man, old and young, who followed him; and after that great victor,
Guthorm and all his people returned home joyfully with all the booty
they had gained by the battle. Every tenth penny of the booty they had
made was taken, according to the vow, to King Olaf the Saint's shrine;
and there was so much silver that Guthorm had an image made of it,
with rays round the head, which was the size of his own, or of his
forecastle-man's head; and the image was seven feet high. The image thus
produced was given by Guthorm to King Olaf of the Saint's temple, where
it has since remained as a memorial of Guthorm's victory and King Olaf
the Saint's miracle.

58. MIRACLE OF KING OLAF IN DENMARK.

There was a wicked, evil-minded count in Denmark who had a Norwegian
servant-girl whose family belonged to Throndhjem district. She
worshipped King Olaf the Saint, and believed firmly in his sanctity. But
the above mentioned count doubted all that was told of the holy man's
miracles, insisted that it was nothing but nonsense and idle talk, and
made a joke and scorn of the esteem and honour which all the country
people showed the good king. Now when his holyday came, on which the
mild monarch ended his life, and which all Northmen kept sacred, this
unreasonable count would not observe it, but ordered his servant-girl
to bake and put fire in the oven that day. She knew well the count's
mad passion, and t