| Title | : | The Sword Maker |
|---|---|---|
| Author | : | Robert Barr |
| Release | : | 1912-01-01 |
| Kind | : | ebook |
| Genre | : | Historical Fiction, Books, Fiction & Literature |
| Size | : | 299073 |
| The setting is late medieval but not precisely historical, as the hero is "Roland, only son of the emperor" and as far as I know there was no such person. During a period when robber barons are making trade along the Rhine impossible, Roland, who has been incognito as a young sword maker, offers to lead 20 young craftsmen he has trained in swordsmanship in fighting their way down the Rhine from Frankfort to Cologne escorting a barge full of merchandise Considering the state of the imperial city of Frankfort, one would not expect to find such a gathering as was assembled in the Kaiser cellar of the Rheingold drinking tavern. Outside in the streets all was turbulence and disorder; a frenzy on the part of the populace taxing to the utmost the efforts of the city authorities to keep it within bounds, and prevent the development of a riot that might result in the partial destruction at least of this once prosperous city. And indeed, the inhabitants of Frankfort could plead some excuse for their boisterousness. Temporarily, at any rate, all business was at a standstill. The skillful mechanics of the town had long been out of work, and now to the ranks of the unemployed were added, from time to time, clerks and such-like clerical people, expert accountants, persuasive salesmen, and small shopkeepers, for no one now possessed the money to buy more than the bare necessities of life. Yet the warehouses of Frankfort were full to overflowing, with every kind of store that might have supplied the needs of the people, and to the unlearned man it seemed unjust that he and his family should starve while granaries were packed with the agricultural produce of the South, and huge warehouses were glutted with enough cloth from Frankfort and the surrounding districts to clothe ten times the number of tatterdemalions who clamored through the streets. |
