--- title: The Smithy — The Sampo: A Wonder Tale of the Old North · full text with trees description: The Smithy, «The Sampo: A Wonder Tale of the Old North» by James Baldwin: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: As the Minstrel journeyed onward the road gradually became broader and there were more signs of travel. --- [Mova](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) · [this page in HTML](https://mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg66819/7/) [home](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) / [corpora](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/) / [tales](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/) / [The Sampo: A Wonder Tale of the Old No…](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg66819/) / The Smithy # The Smithy The Smithy of «The Sampo: A Wonder Tale of the Old North» by James Baldwin: the whole text, 126 sentences and 1933 words. 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As the Minstrel journeyed onward the road gradually became broader and there were more signs of travel.[1](1/ "tree and pragmatics") Wainamoinen remembered every object; he knew every shrub and tree and every hummock and bog-hole.[2](2/ "tree and pragmatics") A sunny smile overspread his face, and his eyes twinkled for joy; for was he not again in his own dear home land, and would he not soon grasp the hands of his kinsmen and friends whom he had not seen for many months?[3](3/ "tree and pragmatics") At every turn in the road the country became more open, and little by little the forest gave way to fields.[4](4/ "tree and pragmatics") Then in the distance thin wreaths of smoke could be seen rising above the crest of a hill—and the Minstrel knew that at the foot of that hill his own little village of Wainola was nestling in peace and quietude.[5](5/ "tree and pragmatics") His heart beat fast and his hands trembled as he thought of the welcome that was waiting for him there.[6](6/ "tree and pragmatics") Suddenly, as he rounded a turn in the road, he came in full view of a grove of poplar trees in the middle of a field.[7](7/ "tree and pragmatics") He drove forward slowly, cautiously.[8](8/ "tree and pragmatics") He approached the field and paused quite near to the grove, listening, smiling as though he expected something.[9](9/ "tree and pragmatics") Then suddenly, from among the poplars, came well-remembered sounds—the sound of a hammer, cling-clanging upon an anvil, and the melodious tones of a manly voice singing in unison therewith.[10](10/ "tree and pragmatics") The Minstrel had heard that song a thousand times before; nevertheless, it seamed strangely new to him, and he leaned forward to listen to the words:[11](11/ "tree and pragmatics") “Cling, cling, clinkety cling\![12](12/ "tree and pragmatics") With Iron I labor, of Iron I sing; I heat it, I beat it, I make it ring, ring, I scold it, I mould it—my hammer I swing— Cling, cling, clinkety cling\![13](13/ "tree and pragmatics") “Ding, ding, dinkety ding\![14](14/ "tree and pragmatics") O honeybee, hasten, come hither and bring Your sweets from the wildwood, the flowers of spring, Help make of this Iron some beautiful thing— Ding, ding, dinkety ding\![15](15/ "tree and pragmatics") “Cling, cling, clinkety cling\![16](16/ "tree and pragmatics") Beware of the hornet, beware of his sting, Beware of the evils he surely will bring; In all things be gentle, O Iron, my king— Cling, cling, clinkety cling!”[17](17/ "tree and pragmatics") The Minstrel from his sledge could see the smithy from which the music came—a long, low building of logs in the very centre of the grove.[18](18/ "tree and pragmatics") It was dark and dingy and begrimed with smoke, but through the open door the fire of the forge glowed brightly, lighting up the whole interior and revealing even the smallest object; and there, before his anvil, stood the Smith, swinging his hammer and twirling his tongs and thinking only of his pleasant work.[19](19/ "tree and pragmatics") Wainamoinen leaped from his sledge and ran forward; he stood in the doorway and called loudly to his busy friend:[20](20/ "tree and pragmatics") “Hail, ho, Ilmarinen\![21](21/ "tree and pragmatics") Hail, dearest brother!”[22](22/ "tree and pragmatics") The astonished Smith dropped his tongs; he threw his hammer down; he ran to greet his unexpected visitor.[23](23/ "tree and pragmatics") “O Wainamoinen!” he cried.[24](24/ "tree and pragmatics") “Wainamoinen, prince of minstrels, wisest of men, best of friends—welcome, welcome\![25](25/ "tree and pragmatics") How glad I am to see you!”[26](26/ "tree and pragmatics") “And how sweet it is to grasp your hand again,” said the Minstrel warmly.[27](27/ "tree and pragmatics") “Oh, what joy to see home and comrades and country once again!”[28](28/ "tree and pragmatics") Ilmarinen led the Minstrel into the smithy; he made him sit down on the edge of his workbench; and all the time he kept his arm around his neck in loving, brotherly embrace.[29](29/ "tree and pragmatics") Each gazed into the other’s eyes, and for a time not another word was spoken—the hearts of both were so full of joy.[30](30/ "tree and pragmatics") At length the Smith made out to stammer, “Tell me, my brother, where have you been these many months?”[31](31/ "tree and pragmatics") “Far from home, Ilmarinen—yes, very far,” answered the Minstrel.[32](32/ "tree and pragmatics") “I have been tossed on the sea; I have been in many countries; I have seen the whole vast world.”[33](33/ "tree and pragmatics") “Tell me all about it,” said the Smith.[34](34/ "tree and pragmatics") “You were gone so long that we gave you up as lost.[35](35/ "tree and pragmatics") Where have you been these many weeks, these long, long months?[36](36/ "tree and pragmatics") Tell me all about it.”[37](37/ "tree and pragmatics") Then, in a few words wisely spoken, the Minstrel told of his shipwreck, and how for eight days—yes, for nine long, wearisome days—he had been carried hither and thither on the crests of the waves.[38](38/ "tree and pragmatics") “I see\![39](39/ "tree and pragmatics") I understand!” said the impatient Smith.[40](40/ "tree and pragmatics") “Hard, indeed, was your lot, and fraught with danger.[41](41/ "tree and pragmatics") Tell me quickly, how did you escape from the seething waters?[42](42/ "tree and pragmatics") To what place did the mad waves carry you?[43](43/ "tree and pragmatics") On what savage shore were you cast?”[44](44/ "tree and pragmatics") “Have patience, brother, and I will tell you all,” answered the Minstrel.[45](45/ "tree and pragmatics") “Never did I think that Fate would carry me to the cold and misty shores of Pohyola, the Frozen Land; but it happened even so.[46](46/ "tree and pragmatics") There, for three months—yes, for four long and dismal months—I was forced to tarry.[47](47/ "tree and pragmatics") I learned wisdom from the Mistress of that land; and indeed it was she who snatched me from the jaws of the sea and nursed me to health and strength.[48](48/ "tree and pragmatics") Never saw I a wiser woman, although she is not strikingly fair.[49](49/ "tree and pragmatics") I sat by her fireside; I listened to her words; I ate at her table.[50](50/ "tree and pragmatics") On her snowshoes I skimmed hither and thither over her cheerless land.[51](51/ "tree and pragmatics") In her boat I went fishing in the quiet inlets of the shore.[52](52/ "tree and pragmatics") But no matter where I went, no matter what I did, my heart was always sick for my home land; I sighed for the dear friends I had left behind me.”[53](53/ "tree and pragmatics") “O great Wainamoinen!” cried the Smith, embracing him again.[54](54/ "tree and pragmatics") “O cunning magician, sweetest of singers\![55](55/ "tree and pragmatics") Tell me now about your escape from that dismal land.[56](56/ "tree and pragmatics") Tell me about your journey homeward.[57](57/ "tree and pragmatics") I am anxious to hear.”[58](58/ "tree and pragmatics") “There is not much to say,” answered the Minstrel.[59](59/ "tree and pragmatics") “The journey homeward was easy—it was delightful.[60](60/ "tree and pragmatics") As for my escape—well, I escaped by promising to send you to the Frozen Land, my dear brother.”[61](61/ "tree and pragmatics") “What do you say?” cried the Smith in wonder.[62](62/ "tree and pragmatics") “Send me to the Frozen Land\![63](63/ "tree and pragmatics") Never will I go—no, not even to please my best friend.”[64](64/ "tree and pragmatics") “Indeed you must go,” said the Minstrel curtly and decisively.[65](65/ "tree and pragmatics") “I have promised, and you know the penalty of a broken promise.”[66](66/ "tree and pragmatics") “Nay, nay, great Wainamoinen!” and dismay was pictured in the face of the Smith.[67](67/ "tree and pragmatics") “Is this your love for me, that you cause me to perish in order to save yourself?”[68](68/ "tree and pragmatics") “Calm yourself, young brother,” said the Minstrel soothingly.[69](69/ "tree and pragmatics") “You shall not perish.[70](70/ "tree and pragmatics") I have arranged it all.[71](71/ "tree and pragmatics") You are to do some skilful blacksmithing—use a little of your wondrous magic—and your reward shall be the loveliest wife in the world.[72](72/ "tree and pragmatics") The Mistress of Pohyola has promised.”[73](73/ "tree and pragmatics") The Smith spoke quickly, angrily: “You may make bargains for yourself, not for me.[74](74/ "tree and pragmatics") I want no wife.[75](75/ "tree and pragmatics") My own mother is the queen of my house, and none other shall enter my door.[76](76/ "tree and pragmatics") Our dear village of Wainola is my home; it is the place of all places; I will never leave it.”[77](77/ "tree and pragmatics") “But if you could know how lovely she is—this Maid of Beauty—you would do as I desire, you would go to Pohyola,” said the Minstrel with increasing earnestness.[78](78/ "tree and pragmatics") “Never! never!” shouted the Smith, trembling with anger.[79](79/ "tree and pragmatics") “Yes, I am sure you would go,” said the cunning Minstrel.[80](80/ "tree and pragmatics") “There is no other maiden like unto this daughter of the Frozen Land.[81](81/ "tree and pragmatics") She is wise, industrious, brave.[82](82/ "tree and pragmatics") Her face is fairer than the moonlight on a midsummer eve; her eyes are like two suns; her lips are like twin berries, red and luscious; her voice is sweeter than the song of the meadow lark.[83](83/ "tree and pragmatics") All the young men in the countries of the North have sought to win her.”[84](84/ "tree and pragmatics") “And win her they may!” shouted the Smith.[85](85/ "tree and pragmatics") “Now say no more about her; change the subject; tell me a new story.[86](86/ "tree and pragmatics") I am sick of such twaddle.”[87](87/ "tree and pragmatics") “Come, come, dear brother!” said the Minstrel gently, as though conceding all.[88](88/ "tree and pragmatics") “Let us not quarrel.[89](89/ "tree and pragmatics") You are wise, your judgment is good, and I love you.[90](90/ "tree and pragmatics") Forgive me if I have offended you.[91](91/ "tree and pragmatics") Come and sit by me again, and we will talk of other things.”[92](92/ "tree and pragmatics") The Smith forgot his anger; he threw his arms about the Minstrel’s neck and burst into tears.[93](93/ "tree and pragmatics") “There! there!” said his old friend kindly, coaxingly.[94](94/ "tree and pragmatics") “Think no more of my words.[95](95/ "tree and pragmatics") I was hasty; I was rash.[96](96/ "tree and pragmatics") Come now and let us hasten home, for I long to see my own dear fireside—to hear the voices of my kinsmen.”[97](97/ "tree and pragmatics") “Yes, let us go,” said the Smith joyfully; and he hastened to cover the fire in his forge, to put his tools in their places, to remove his sooty apron.[98](98/ "tree and pragmatics") “We will ride together in my birchwood sledge,” said the Minstrel.[99](99/ "tree and pragmatics") “My reindeer steed will carry us briskly over the hill.[100](100/ "tree and pragmatics") But I wish first to drive back to the end of the causeway and show you a wonderful tree that I saw standing there.”[101](101/ "tree and pragmatics") “I will go with you willingly, gladly,” answered the Smith, “but I know every tree in the forest and the fen, and I call none of them wonderful.[102](102/ "tree and pragmatics") Indeed, I passed by the end of the causeway yesterday, and I saw only whispering pines and dwarf oaks and a few stunted poplars.”[103](103/ "tree and pragmatics") “Well, but the tree which I saw there is the most wonderful sight in the world,” said Wainamoinen.[104](104/ "tree and pragmatics") “Its topmost branches brush the sky.[105](105/ "tree and pragmatics") It is full of gorgeous flowers.[106](106/ "tree and pragmatics") The white moon sits on one of its branches; and the seven stars of the Great Bear play hide-and-seek among its leaves and blossoms.[107](107/ "tree and pragmatics") I saw it all with my own eyes not an hour ago.”[108](108/ "tree and pragmatics") The Smith laughed loudly, merrily.[109](109/ "tree and pragmatics") “Oh, my wise and truthful brother, tell me a story, two stories tell me\![110](110/ "tree and pragmatics") Travellers’ tales are wondrous, pleasing; but only fools believe them.”[111](111/ "tree and pragmatics") They climbed into the birchwood sledge; they sat down on the furs; they talked of this thing and of that as the reindeer drew them swiftly back towards the fen and the long causeway.[112](112/ "tree and pragmatics") The road seemed short to both, and both were surprised when they found themselves in the grove of pine trees beside the green and magic circle.[113](113/ "tree and pragmatics") “Wonderful! wonderful!” cried the astonished Smith as he gazed upward at the flower-crowned tree of magic.[114](114/ "tree and pragmatics") “Forgive me, my best of friends, sweetest of minstrels.[115](115/ "tree and pragmatics") You spoke the truth; you always speak the truth.[116](116/ "tree and pragmatics") I will believe whatever you say, I will do whatever you bid—only, I will never go to Pohyola.”[117](117/ "tree and pragmatics") “Well, then,” said the cunning Minstrel, “let us make what we can of this wonderful tree; for it may disappear as suddenly as it came.[118](118/ "tree and pragmatics") I am old, my legs are stiff, my arms rheumatic.[119](119/ "tree and pragmatics") It is long since I climbed a tree.[120](120/ "tree and pragmatics") But you—you are young and nimble, strong and supple, and spry as a squirrel when the nuts are ripening.[121](121/ "tree and pragmatics") You can climb and never grow tired.”[122](122/ "tree and pragmatics") “Yes, dear Minstrel, but why should I climb?” asked Ilmarinen.[123](123/ "tree and pragmatics") “To gather those gorgeous blossoms,” answered Wainamoinen; “to pick the rare fruit which you see; and, most of all, to bring down the white-faced moon and the seven golden stars that are playing among the branches.[124](124/ "tree and pragmatics") O Ilmarinen, skilfulest of men, if you are not afraid, climb quickly up and fetch down those matchless treasures.”[125](125/ "tree and pragmatics") “I am not afraid,” cried Ilmarinen; and he began at once to climb the tree of magic.[126](126/ "tree and pragmatics") - ← previous: [The Tree of Magic](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg66819/6/) - next →: [The Tempest](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg66819/8/) - ↑ back to [The Sampo: A Wonder Tale of the Old North](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg66819/)