Keep silence now, and let the stranger speak. His words
shall give us judgment, whether he is to live or to die."
Winfried lifted himself high upon the altar, drew a roll of
parchment from his bosom, and began to read.
"A letter from the great Bishop of Rome, who sits on a golden
throne, to the people of the forest, Hessians and Thuringians,
Franks and Saxons. _In nomine Domini, sanctae et individuae
trinitatis, amen!"_
A murmur of awe ran through the crowd. "It is the sacred tongue of
the Romans: the tongue that is heard and understood by the wise
men of every land. There is magic in it. Listen!"
Winfried went on to read the letter, translating it into the
speech of the people.
"'We have sent unto you our Brother Boniface, and appointed him
your bishop, that he may teach you the only true faith, and
baptize you, and lead you back from the ways of error to the path
of salvation. Hearken to him in all things like a father. Bow your
hearts to his teaching. He comes not for earthly gain, but for the
gain of your souls. Depart from evil works. Worship not the false
gods, for they are devils.
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