Rachel Harriette Busk, Household stories from the Land of Hofer…
“ It was a hermit and a giant who strove, as men who give no quarter, and yet neither prevailed against the other. The giant was accoutred in burnished steel; and his polished weapons flashed with angry fire. The hermit bore no arms—or rather, those he bore were invisible, for when he wielded them you saw the giant shrink, though you saw not the blow; and, in like manner, many a stroke of the giant’s sword was harmlessly warded off, though no shield was seen.“Wherefore fight you so furiously?” said Kriselda, at length. “Put up your arms, and be at peace.”“We fight for you, fair maiden!” ”
