CHAPTER XIII

THE TURKE AND GAWAIN

A terrible brood of giants once lived on the Isle of Man--as anyone

in western England could have told you a hundred years ago, or five

hundred for that matter. To-day this island of Mona in the Irish Sea

produces nothing stranger than Manx tail-less cats and a hard-headed

race of people who cling most obstinately to their old Norse and

Celtic customs, with "deemsters" to judge them and a Legislature and

Lieutenant-governor of their own for their 20,000 inhabitants.

But away back in the days of great King Arthur it was common knowledge

that a horde of giants had driven out the first fairy population of the

island, and, after ruling many generations in the usual discourteous

fashion of giants, had been themselves overpowered by the mighty

enchanter Merlin, and lay spell-bound forever in vast subterranean

chambers beneath their ancient palace.

And if you have any doubts about this, and find it difficult to

verify the tale by consulting a Manxman (or better still an aged

Manxwoman)--why you need only turn to "The History and Description of

the Isle of Man," wherein Mr. Waldron only seventy years ago related

all the facts as to "Curious and Authentick Relations of Apparitions

of Giants that have lived under the castle from time immemorial.

Likewise many comical and entertaining stories of the pranks played by

fairies, &c."

He himself saw beneath Douglas Fort the "very strong and secret

apartment underground, having no passage to it but a hole, which is

covered with a large stone, and is called to this day 'The great

man's chamber.'" Also many wise ones told him how several venturesome

spirits who ventured down to the subterranean chambers at Castleton,

and not one of them ever returned to give an account of what he had

undoubtedly seen--except one foolhardy individual, full of "Dutch

courage," who risked the attempt in spite of the grisly fate of his

predecessors. This lucky person related upon his return that, after

traversing interminable black passages, he at last reached a light and

a magnificent dwelling, in which lay a monster fourteen feet long and

ten or eleven feet around--whereat, like a wise and prudent man, he

retraced his steps without further investigation.

And there is more vivid testimony than this. Probably five or six

centuries back an unknown minstrel made a ballad telling all about this

giant brood and what befell the valiant Sir Gawain upon his adventure

into that dread island.

A few portions of this ballad are lost (they were used to light the

fires by the maids in Humphrey Pitt's house in Shropshire, where

Bishop Percy, about 1760, found the old 17th century manuscript book

containing it!) But the course of the tale is plain, and the romance

stands here essentially as it was written down about 1650, having been

passed on orally for hundreds of years before that.

* * * * *

Listen, lords great and small, what adventures did befall in England,

where hath been the knights that held the Round Table, doughty warriors

and keen.

All England both east and west, lords and ladies of the best, they

busked them and made them bowne, and as King Arthur sate in his

seat,--lords served him at his meat,--there came a man into the hall.

He was not tall, but he was broad, made like a turke (a dwarf) in his

legs and thighs. Said he:

"Is there any will, as a brother, give me a buffet and take another--if

any be so hardy?"

Then spoke that crabbed knight, Sir Kay:

"Man, thou seemest not so strong in wit if thou be not adread, for

there are knights within this hall will fell thee to the ground with

one buffet. Be thou never so stalwart of hand, I dare safely sweare I

shall bring thee to the ground."

Then spake that worthy knight Sir Gawain:

"Cousin Kay, thou speakest unworthily, and rude is thy answer. If this

man wants wit, small honor to thee if thou shouldst kill him."

The dwarf answered threateningly: "Come on, the better of you two,

though ye be fierce as any wild boar."

With that Gawain rose and smote him, but not with his full strength,

lest he slay him outright. But to his surprise the dwarf did not go

down before his blow but withstood it. Then the dwarf looked upon him

menacingly and said:

"Be sure that when the time comes this buffet thou hast given me

shall be well quitted. But before that thou must go with me on an

adventure--and I shall make thee thrice as afraid as ever man was on

this middle earth ere thou see this court again."

"I plight my troth," said Gawain. "I dare go with thee and never fly.

Never will I flee from an adventure, be it jousting or any other

tournament."

The dwarf took leave of the crowned King, and Sir Gawain made ready

his armor and steed. They rode northwards two days and more. By then

Sir Gawain was sore hungered and had great need of meat and drink. The

dwarf knew he needed food and spoke rough words to him, holding his

head high:

"Gawain, where is all thy plenty? The other day thou wast served

with dainties and gave no part to me, but bruised me with a buffet:

therefore thou shalt have mickle care and shalt see adventures. I only

would I had here King Arthur and many of thy fellows in brotherhood

that are wont to strive for mastery."

He led Sir Gawain to a high hill. Suddenly the earth opened and closed

again, and Gawain began to dread; the murk came down and the light

disappeared; and a storm of snow and rain, with thunder and lightning,

broke upon them.

Sir Gawain sighed heavily. "Such weather," said he, "saw I never

before, in no place that I have ever been."

The dwarf paid no attention and led him on for a long journey, till at

last they came in sight of a noble castle standing close beside the

sea. "We shall go in," said the guide, "but take heed that if thou

seest anyone within, thou speak not to man nor woman. Yea, even if they

address thee, on thy peril see thou makest them no answer but only unto

me."

So they rode up to the castle and Sir Gawain lighted off his horse.

The dwarf, being on foot already, led him through the gates. Here they

found chamber, bower and hall, with rich railings and most seemly to

look upon. In the hall a board was spread with all manner of meat and

drink for any grooms that might win thither. Sir Gawain would have

fallen to that fare, but the dwarf bade him leave it alone on his peril

so that he waxed anxious.

Said Gawain: "Man, I marvel that thou mayst spare none of these

victuals when there is such great plenty here. Yet do I marvel more, by

my fay, that I see neither man nor man, woman nor child. I had liever

now be free to eat my fill of this fair meat than to have all the gold

in Christendom."

At that the dwarf went forth and immediately returned, bringing meat

and drink of the finest.

"Eat, Gawain," said he, "and refresh thy spirit. In faith thou shalt

labor and sweat ere thou get more food."

When the knight had drunk ale and wine, he said: "I will, without boast

or threat, be ready at thy bidding. Yet I would pray thee rather to

give me my buffet and let me go my way for I would not longer be in

this place."

The dwarf reminded him of his plighted word, presently, and led him

without again. There lay a boat by the shore; and, obeying his guide,

Sir Gawain turned loose his charger. Indeed there was naught else he

could do.

"I plight my troth to thee," said the dwarf, "he shall be here when

thou comest again."

They sailed across the water for the space of an hour, when there

appeared before them an island whereon stood a fair castle whose like

the knight had ne'er beheld.

Said the dwarf: "Gawain, we have come thus far without scathe; but

now cometh the performance of thine oath. In yonder castle dwells the

King of Man. He is a soldan of heathenesse, and he hath with him such

a hideous rout of giants as one might not match did he seek far and

near as wide as the world. Many adventures are before you; and doubt

not that we shall be assailed before we win hence again. But an ye take

good heed to me I shall help ye in need; and I trow there is none so

strong in stoure that he shall gainsay us."

They landed and came into the great hall, where sat the King of Man,

grim and terrible.

"Ah, Sir Gawain, stiff and stoure," said he, "how fareth thine uncle

King Arthur? And that bishop, Sir Bodwine, that will not let my goods

alone but spiteth them every day? He preaches much of a crown of

thorns; but an ever I catch him he shall think such a crown but play.

Sit down at my board, sir knight."

"Nay, that may not be," said Sir Gawain. "I trow a venturous knight

shall sit down in no king's hall ere he have assayed adventures."

"Fair may it fall ye then, Gawain," said the King. "Go, fetch me forth

my tennis ball," quoth he to those who stood near, "for I will see this

knight play."

So they brought in a huge ball, all of brass; and behind it came a

hideous company of giants. They were seventeen in number, and the least

of them was half as tall again as the knight.

Gawain looked on these monstrous creatures who laughed and showed their

foul teeth in pleasure at the prospect of dashing out his brains in

the course of this strange game. Then he looked at the ball of brass,

and knew there was no man in all England able to so much as carry it,

much less play at hand-ball with it as was proposed. And in his heart

he began to feel great fear that he was here presently to be shamed and

slain. Just then the dwarf spoke privily in his ear.

To the grim King the knight said: "This is too easy a play for a proven

knight. This boy of mine will play for you."

Then one of the giants struck the great heavy ball; and the dwarf

struck it back so mightily that it flew clean out of the hall door and

out of sight.

"Of a truth, that is a strong boy you have," said the King. "Now let us

try at casting the axletree."

So they brought forth a monstrous axletree such as only one of the

giants could so much as lift. The tallest of the giants made a cast

from the other end of the hall, so that the tremendous mass crashed

down before the feet of the knight and his companion. Gawain made a

sign; whereat the dwarf picked up the huge axletree and hurled it so

shrewdly that it thrust through one of the giants, and he fell down

with grisly groaning.

"Take away the axletree," said the King. "Such a boy saw I never

before; yet, as I may thrive, he shall be better assayed ere he go.

This third adventure is the last before me at this time."

All turned toward a monstrous brazier which stood in the hall, within

whose great iron bars there blazed coals and wood.

"Gawain," said a giant, "do you begin the play. A great giant lifted

up this brazier and set it down fairly with one hand. When you have

essayed it, one of us shall answer you."

Sir Gawain was never so disturbed since he was a man on middle earth.

Then he bethought him and turned to the dwarf.

"Lift this brazier, boy," said he, "that is so worthily wrought."

At that the dwarf sprang forward, and seized the huge knobs of the iron

brazier which rose far above his head. Then he lifted it clear and

swung it thrice about his head, that the coals and red brands flew out

over the hall floor, and they had much ado to put out the fire.

The King waxed wroth and he bade them lay hands on the knight; and

before he could draw his sword they had disarmed him and bound him

fast. The King had him taken aside and spoke to him privily.

"Ah, Gawain," said the King, "evil was the day for thee that thou

camest hither. Full many a knight, mickle of might and strong in

battle, hath come before thee, and all of them I have slain through my

mastery. Never went there away one to tell the tale. Nor shalt thou go,

fell though thou beest, nor none that belongeth to King Arthur."

The dwarf had drawn on a cloak of invisible gray and followed them,

himself unseen in this weed. He heard all this, and followed still when

the King led Gawain into a fast dungeon where stood a great caldron

of boiling lead. The molten lead bubbled and spattered; and before it

stood a loathly giant with an iron pronged fork in his hand. The giant

looked eagerly upon the captive knight.

The King said to his monster: "Here are none but we two: do what is

best."

But at that instant the dwarf discovered himself in his weed of

invisible gray; and at the sight the giant cried out in fear.

The dwarf leaped upon him, gripped him mightily about the waist, and

cast him all as he was into the caldron of molten lead, holding him

down with the prings till he was scalded to death.

Sir Gawain turned to the King: "But thou agreest to be baptized, thine

hour is come."

The King in anger spat upon him; and the dwarf seized him and hurled

him into the fire to perish. Then he said to Sir Gawain:

"Master, the peril is past. Yet let us not tarry to complete this

adventure."

So they went through the castle and slew all that foul company except

such as were willing to become Christian men. And they found there vast

treasure of gold and silver. Then the dwarf brought a golden basin, fit

for an emperor, and a well-tempered sword, and fell on his knees before

Gawain, and said:

"If ever I did aught for thee, take this keen sword and strike off my

head."

"Now God forfend!" exclaimed Gawain. "Not for all the red gold would I

have thee slain."

"Have done, my master. I have no dread. In this basin let me bleed and

thou shalt see a new play."

Sorrowfully, Gawain took the brand, and with one blow he smote off his

head. And when the blood fell into the golden basin, the dwarf stood up

in his own guise of a stalwart knight. Sir Gromer he was hight.

"Blessed be thou, Sir Gawain. Well hast thou quitted me for my aid."

Then they went throughout the castle and released many a captive knight

and lady who had been held there in dolour. And after they had feasted

they crossed the ocean water and returned to King Arthur's court, where

there was great joy of the seventeen bright ladies thus restored.

Sir Gromer, the former dwarf, went down upon his knee before Arthur:

"Sir King, an it please you, crown Gawain King of Man."

But Gawain kneeled beside him and said: "Nay, lord, not I; give it to

him, for he won it."

Then said Arthur: "Take thou the kingdom, Sir Gromer; for I see that

Gawain will never consent."

And it was so.

A Book of Giants: Tales of Very Tall Men of Myth, Legend, History, and Science. · 第 6 / 10 章