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be the sufferers by reason of our intercourse; rather am I troubled at the thought, that it should be given out elsewhere, that ye have never passed a worse Yule than this, now drawing nigh, when Eric the Red was your host at Brattahlid in Greenland.” “There shall be no cause for that,” replies Karlsefni, “we have malt, and meal, and corn in our ships, and you are welcome to take of these whatsoever you wish, and to provide as liberal an entertainment as seems fitting to you.” Eric accepts this offer, and preparations were made for the Yule feast, and it was so sumptuous, that it seemed to the people they had scarcely ever seen so grand an entertainment before. And after Yule, Karlsefni broached the subject of a marriage with Gudrid to Eric, for he assumed that with him rested the right to bestow her hand in marriage. Eric answers favorably, and says, that she would accomplish the fate in store for her, adding that he had heard only good reports of him. And, not to prolong this, the result was, that Thorfinn was betrothed to Thurid,25 and the banquet was augmented, and their wedding was celebrated; and this befell at Brattahlid during the winter.

      When I came, these brave men told me,

       Here the best of drink I’d get,

       Now with water-pail behold me, —

       Wine and I are strangers yet.

       Stooping at the spring, I’ve tested

       All the wine this land affords;

       Of its vaunted charms divested,

       Poor indeed are its rewards.

      Comrades, let us now be faring

       Homeward to our own again!

       Let us try the sea-steed’s daring,

       Give the chafing courser rein.

       Those who will may bide in quiet,

       Let them praise their chosen land,

       Feasting on a whale-steak diet,

       In their home by Wonder-strand.

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