Cedric, the Forester

      Bernard Gay Marshall
Cedric, the Forester

Excerpt from Cedric, the ForesterNow he raised himself on his arm and claimed the victory; Two huge stones, hurled by Alan the Armorer, came down on the heads of the luckless churls in the moat; Dame Franklin and the old soldier were frozen in their places; The force of my blow drove him backward, but my weapon pierced him not; We had gone scarce half a mile when 'twas plainly to be seen that my little mare was no match for the long-limbed steeds of the Carletons; When I spoke my mother had grown pale as death; Then Elbert did come to the mark and, with a merry grin, sent five arrows toward the target; We made a procession through the field, all the men and maidens shouting and dancing and making a most merry and heartening din; He gave no inch of ground save to leap from side to side in avoiding my downward strokes; In a twinkling armed and mounted men were all about us; Old Marvin had his cross-bow ready drawn, and he shot young Montalvan through the face at the very first onset.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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