Cuentos de héroes del lejano Norte . uld ayuda a imagarrar al hombre ilegalizado. Mans Nilsson sostuvo con los daneses, el buthe no era traidor, y él mostró la puerta del prójimo. Él fue al lado del Kingsssheriff; él estaría obligado a ayudar. Sin duda, él reclamaría la parte de leones del dinero de la sangre, pero algo era mejor que nada. El sheriff llegó con suficiente fuerza con un marcador de hombres armados. ButArendt Persson no había contado con la esposa más odiosa. Ella adivinó su errand y dejó a Gustav abajo de la ventana a la puerta therear, donde ella tenía un trineo y una tebamina esperando. Cuando los sheriffs posse sur-redondeado la casa, Gustav w

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Hero tales of the far North . uld help himseize the outlawed man. Mans Nilsson held with the Danes, buthe was no traitor, and he showed the fellowthe door. He went next to the Kingssheriff; he would be bound to help. Tobe sure, he would claim the lions share ofthe blood-money, but something was betterthan nothing. The sheriff came soonenough with a score of armed men. ButArendt Persson had not reckoned with hishonest wife. She guessed his errand andlet Gustav down from the window to therear gate, where she had a sleigh and teamin waiting. When the sheriffs posse sur-rounded the house, Gustav was well on hisway to Master Jon, the parson of Svardsjo, who was his friend. Tradition has it thatwhile Christian was King, the brave littlewoman never dared show her face in thehouse again. Master Jon was all right, but news ofthe man-hunt had run through the country, and when the parsons housekeeper one daysaw him hold the wash-bowl for his guestshe wanted to know why he was so polite toa common clod. Master Jon told her that. ASTOH, LTIU U GUSTAV VASA, SWEDENS FATHER 71 it was none of her business, but that nighthe piloted his friend across the lake to Isala, where Sven Elfsson lived, a gamekeeper whoknew the country and could be trusted.The good parson was hardly out of sight onhis way back when the sheriffs men camelooking for Gustav. It did not occur tothem that the yokel who stood warming him-self by the stove might be the man they wereafter. But the gamekeepers wife was quickto see his peril. She was baking bread andhad just put the loaves into the oven with along-handled spade. Here, you lummox !she cried, and whacked him soundly over theback with it, what are ye standing theregaping at ? Did ye never see folks afore ?Get back to vour work in the barn.: And • Gustav, taking the hint, slunk outof the room.For three days after that he lay hiddenunder a fallen tree in the snow and bittercold ; but even there he was not safe, andthe gamekeeper took him deeper into theforest,

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