Leif and His New Land

Now Eric had lived in Greenland for fifteen years. His sons Thorstein

and Leif had grown up to be big, strong men. One spring Leif said to his

father:

"I have never seen Norway, our mother land. I long to go there and meet

the great men and see the places that skalds sing about."

Eric answered:

"It is right that you should go. No man has really lived until he has

seen Norway."

So he helped Leif fit out a boat and sent him off. Leif sailed for

months. He passed Iceland and the Faroes and the Shetlands. He stopped

at all of these places and feasted his mind on the new things. And

everywhere men received him gladly; for he was handsome and wise. But at

last he came near Norway. Then he stood up before the pilot's seat and

sang loudly:

"My eyes can see her at last,

The mother of mighty men,

The field of famous fights.

In the sky above I see

Fair Asgard's shining roofs,

The flying hair of Thor,

The wings of Odin's birds,

The road that heroes tread.

I am here in the land of the gods,

The land of mighty men."

For a while he walked the land as though he were in a dream. He looked

at this and that and everything and loved them all because it was

Norway.

"I will go to the king," he said.

He had never seen a king. There were no kings in Iceland or in

Greenland. So he went to the city where the king had his fine house. The

king's name was Olaf. He was a great-grandson of Harald Hairfair; for

Harald had been dead a hundred years.

Now the king was going to hold a feast at night, and Leif put on his

most beautiful clothes to go to it. He put on long tights of blue wool

and a short jacket of blue velvet. He belted his jacket with a gold

girdle. He had shoes of scarlet with golden clasps. He threw around

himself a cape of scarlet velvet lined with seal fur. His long sword

stuck out from under his cloak. On his head he put a knitted cap of

bright colors. Then he walked to the king's feast hall and went through

the door. It was a great hall, and it was full of richly-dressed men.

The fires shone on so many golden head-bands and bracelets and so many

glittering swords and spears on the wall, and there was so much noise of

talking and laughing, that at first Leif did not know what to do. But at

last he went and sat on the very end seat of the bench near him.

As the feast went on, King Olaf sat in his high seat and looked about

the hall and noticed this one and that one and spoke across the fire to

many. He was keen-eyed and soon saw Leif in his far seat.

"Yonder is some man of mark," he said to himself. "He is surely worth

knowing. His face is not the face of a fool. He carries his head like a

lord of men."

He sent a thrall and asked Leif to come to him. So Leif walked down the

long hall and stood before the king.

"I am glad to have you for a guest," the king said. "What are your name

and country?"

"I am Leif Ericsson, and I have come all the way from Greenland to see

you and old Norway."

"From Greenland!" said the king. "It is not often that I see a

Greenlander. Many come to Norway to trade, but they seldom come to the

king's hall. I shall be glad to hear about your land. Come up and speak

with me."

So Leif went up the steps of the high seat and sat down by the king and

talked with him. When the feast was over the king said:

"You shall live at my court this winter, Leif Ericsson. You are a

welcome guest."

So Leif stayed there that winter. When he started back in the spring,

the king gave him two thralls as a parting gift.

"Let this gift show my love, Leif Ericsson," he said. "For your sake I

shall not forget Greenland."

Leif sailed back again and had good luck until he was past Iceland. Then

great winds came out of the north and tossed his ship about so that the

men could do nothing. They were blown south for days and days. They did

not know where they were. Then they saw land, and Leif said:

"Surely luck has brought us also to a new country. We will go in and see

what kind of a place it is."

So he steered for it. As they came near, the men said:

"See the great trees and the soft, green shore. Surely this is a better

country than Greenland or than Iceland either."

When they landed they threw themselves upon the ground.

"I never lay on a bed so soft as this grass," one said.

"Taller trees do not grow in Norway," said another.

"There is no stone here as in Norway, but only good black dirt," Leif

said. "I never saw so fertile a land before."

The men were hungry and set about building a fire.

"There is no lack of fuel here," they said.

They stayed many days in this country and walked about to see what was

there. A German, named Tyrker, was with Leif. He was a little man with a

high forehead and a short nose. His eyes were big and rolling. He had

lived with Eric for many years, and had taken care of Leif when he was a

little boy. So Leif loved him.

Now one day they had been wandering about and all came back to camp at

night except Tyrker. When Leif looked around on his comrades, he said:

"Where is Tyrker?"

No one knew. Then Leif was angry.

"Is a man of so little value in this empty land that you would lose

one?" he said. "Why did you not keep together? Did you not see that he

was gone? Why did you not set out to look for him? Who knows what

terrible thing may have happened to him in these great forests?"

Then he turned and started out to hunt for him. His men followed,

silent and ashamed. They had not gone far when they saw Tyrker running

toward them. He was laughing and talking to himself. Leif ran to him and

put his arms about him with gladness at seeing him.

"Why are you so late?" he asked. "Where have you been?"

But Tyrker, still smiling and nodding his head, answered in German. He

pointed to the woods and laughed and rolled his eyes. Again Leif asked

his question and put his hand on Tyrker's shoulder as though he would

shake him. Then Tyrker answered in the language of Iceland:

"I have not been so very far, but I have found something wonderful."

"What is it?" cried the men.

"I have found grapes growing wild," answered Tyrker, and he laughed, and

his eyes shone.

"It cannot be," Leif said.

Grapes do not grow in Greenland nor in Iceland nor even in Norway. So it

seemed a wonderful thing to these Norsemen.

"Can I not tell grapes when I see them?" cried Tyrker. "Did I not grow

up in Germany, where every hillside is covered with grapevines? Ah! it

seems like my old home."

"It is wonderful," Leif said. "I have heard travelers tell of seeing

grapes growing, but I myself never saw it. You shall take us to them

early in the morning, Tyrker."

So in the morning they went back into the woods and saw the grapes. They

ate of them.

"They are like food and drink," they cried.

That day Leif said:

"We spent most of the summer on the ocean. Winter will soon be coming on

and the sea about Greenland will be frozen. We must start back. I mean

to take some of the things of this land to show to our people at home.

We will fill the rowboat with grapes and tow it behind us. The ship we

will load with logs from these great trees. That will be a welcome

shipload in Greenland, where we have neither trees nor vines. Now half

of you shall gather grapes for the next few days, and the other half

shall cut timber."

So they did, and after a week sailed off. The ship was full of lumber,

and they towed the rowboat loaded with grapes. As they looked back at

the shore, Leif said:

"I will call this country Wineland for the grapes that grow there."

One of the men leaped upon the gunwale and leaned out, clinging to the

sail, and sang:

"Wineland the good, Wineland the warm,

Wineland the green, the great, the fat.

Our dragon fed and crawls away

With belly stuffed and lazy feet.

How long her purple, trailing tail!

She fed and grew to twice her size."

Then all the men waved their hands to the shore and gave a great shout

for that good land.

For all that voyage they had fair weather and sailed into Eric's harbor

before the winter came. Eric saw the ship and ran down to the shore. He

took Leif into his arms and said:

"Oh, my son, my old eyes ached to see you. I hunger to hear of all that

you have seen and done."

"Luck has followed me all the way," said Leif. "See what I have brought

home."

The Greenlanders looked.

"Lumber! lumber!" they cried. "Oh! it is better stuff than gold."

Then they saw the grapes and tasted them.

"Surely you must have plundered Asgard," they said, smacking their lips.

At the feast that night Eric said:

"Leif shall sit in the place of honor."

So Leif sat in the high seat opposite Eric. All men thought him a

handsome and wise man. He told them of the storm and of Wineland.

"No man would ever need a cloak there. The soil is richer than the soil

of Norway. Grain grows wild, and you yourselves saw the grapes that we

got from there. The forests are without end. The sea is full of fish."

The Greenlanders listened with open mouths to all this. They turned and

talked to Leif's ship-comrades who were scattered among them.

Leif noticed two strangers, an old man who sat at Eric's side and a

young woman on the cross-bench. He turned to his brother Thorstein who

sat next to him.

"Who are these strangers?" he asked.

"Thorbiorn and his daughter Gudrid," Thorstein answered. "They landed

here this spring. I never saw our father more glad of anything than to

see this Thorbiorn. They were friends before we left Iceland. When they

saw each other again they could not talk enough of old times. In the

spring Eric means to give him a farm up the fiord a way. It seems that

this Thorbiorn comes of a good family that has been rich and great in

Iceland for years. And Thorbiorn himself was rich when our father knew

him, and was much honored by all men. But ill luck came, and he grew

poor. This hurt his pride. 'I will not stay in Iceland and be a beggar,'

he said to himself. 'I will not have men look at me and say, "He is not

what his father was." I will go to my friend Eric the Red in

Greenland.'

"Then he got ready a great feast and invited all his friends. It was

such a feast as had not been in Iceland for years. Thorbiorn spent on it

all the wealth that he had left. For he said to himself, 'I will not

leave in shame. Men shall remember my last feast.' After that he set out

and came to Greenland.

"Is not Gudrid beautiful? And she is wise. I mean to marry her, if her

father will permit it."

Now Leif settled down in Greenland and became a great man there. He was

so busy and he grew so rich that he did not think of going to Wineland

again. But people could not forget his story. Many nights as men sat

about the long fires they talked of that wonderful land and wished to

see it.