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Editor: Louey Chisholm
Illustrator: Katharine Cameron
TOLD TO THE CHILDREN SERIES EDITED BY LOUEY CHISHOLM
KING ARTHUR'S KNIGHTS
TO MARIE WINIFRED
STORIES OF
King Arthur's Knights
TOLD TO THE CHILDREN BY
MARY MACGREGOR
WITH PICTURES BY
KATHARINE CAMERON
LONDON: T. C. & E. C. JACK NEW YORK: E. P. DUTTON & CO.
ABOUT THIS BOOK
More than four hundred years ago there lived a diligent man called Sir Thomas Malory, who wrote in English words many of the beautiful Welsh tales about King Arthur's Knights, that the people of Wales loved so well.
All the stories in this little book were found in Malory's big book, except 'Geraint and Enid.' But it, too, is one of the old Welsh tales that tell of the brave knights and fair ladies of King Arthur's court.
Many times, since Sir Thomas Malory wrote his book, have these stories been told again to old and young, but perhaps never before have they been told to the children so simply as in this little book.
MARY MACGREGOR.
LIST OF STORIES
Page
Geraint and Enid, 1
Lancelot and Elaine, 29
Pelleas and Ettarde, 45
Gareth and Lynette, 61
Sir Galahad and the Sacred Cup, 88
The Death of King Arthur, 107
LIST OF PICTURES
GERAINT AND ENID.
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Through woods and swamps Enid and Geraint rode silently, 20
LANCELOT AND ELAINE.
The Lily Maid of Astolat, 44
PELLEAS AND ETTARDE.
Sir Pelleas was always at his lady's side, 50
GARETH AND LYNETTE.
Sometimes the birds and beasts, his woodland friends, would call to him, 62
The Lady Lyonors, 84
SIR GALAHAD AND THE SACRED CUP.
'My strength is as the strength of ten Because my heart is pure,' 102
THE DEATH OF KING ARTHUR, 114
GERAINT AND ENID
Queen Guinevere lay idly in bed dreaming beautiful dreams. The sunny morning hours were slipping away, but she was so happy in dreamland, that she did not remember that her little maid had called her long ago.
But the Queen's dreams came to an end at last, and all at once she remembered that this was the morning she had promised to go to the hunt with King Arthur.
Even in the hunting-field, the King was not quite happy if his beautiful Queen Guinevere were not there. This morning he had waited for her in vain, for in dreamland the Queen had forgotten all about the hunt.
'If I dress quickly, I shall not be very late,' thought the Queen, as she heard the far-off sound of the hunting-horn. And she was so quick that in a very short time she and her little waiting-maid were out, and riding up to a grassy knoll. But the huntsmen were already far away. 'We will wait here to see them ride homewards,' said the Queen, and they drew up their horses to watch and listen.
They had not waited long, when they heard the sound of horse's hoofs, and turning round, the Queen saw Prince Geraint, one of Arthur's knights. He was unarmed, except that his sword hung at his side. He wore a suit of silk, with a purple sash round his waist, and at each end of the sash was a golden apple, which sparkled in the sunlight.
'You are late for the hunt, Prince Geraint,' said the Queen.
'Like you, I have come, not to join the hunt, but to see it pass,' said the Prince, bowing low to the beautiful Queen. And he asked to be allowed to wait with her and the little maid.
As they waited, three people, a lady, a knight and a dwarf, came out of the forest, and rode slowly past. The knight had his helmet off, and the Queen saw that he looked young and bold.
'I cannot remember if he is one of Arthur's knights. I must know his name,' she said. And she sent her little maid to find out who the strange knight was.
But when the little maid asked the dwarf his master's name, the dwarf answered rudely that he would not tell her.
'Then I will ask your master himself,' said the maid. But as she stepped towards the knight, the dwarf struck her with his whip, and the little maid, half-angry and half-frightened, hurried back to the Queen, and told her how the dwarf had treated her.
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