d army, "if you fight as I expect of you,
you shall have your reward; if not, not a bone of your bodies will
ever return to Sweden."

To the Germans he said,--

"If you fail me to-day, your religion, your freedom, and your
welfare in this world and in the next are lost."

He prophesied to the Germans,--

"Trust in God; believe that with his help you may this day gain a
victory which shall profit your latest descendants."

He waved his drawn sword over his head and advanced.

The Swedes and Finns responded with cheers and the clash of arms.

"Jesus, Jesus, let us fight this day for thy name," he exclaimed.

The whole army was now in motion, the king leading amid the darkness
and gloom of the mist.

The battle opened with an immediate success for the Swedes. But in
the moment of victory the king was wounded and fell from his horse.

"The king is killed!"

The report was like a death-knell to the Swedes, but only for a
moment.

The king's horse with an empty saddle was seen galloping wildly down
the road.

"Lead us again to the attack," the leaders demanded of George of
Saxe-Weimar.

The spirit of the dead king seemed to infuse the little army with
more than human valor. The men fought as though they were resolved
to give their lives to their cause. The memory of the king's words
in the morning thrilled them. Nothing could stand before such
heroism. Pappenheim fell. The Imperialists were routed. The Swedes
at night, victorious, possessed the field, but they had lost the
bravest of kings, and one of the most unselfish of rulers.

"We left Stockholm for Upsala, the student city. The paddles of the
boat brushed along the waters of the Maelar; the old city retreated
from view, and landscape after landscape of variegated beauty rose
before us.

"The Maelar Lake is margined with dark pines, bright meadows and
fields, light green linden-trees, gray rocks, and shadowy woods. Here
and there are red houses among the lindens.

"We pass flat-bottomed boats, that dance about in the current made by
the steamer.

"The hills of Upsala come into view. The University next appears, like
a palace; then a palace indeed, red like the houses; then the gabled
town.

"We went to the church, and were conducted into a vaulted chamber
where were crowns and sceptres taken from the coffins of dead kings.
We wandered along the aisle after leaving the treasure-room of the