King Valdemar I And Bishop Absolon


The most brilliant period in the history of Denmark was that of the

reigns of the Valdemars, and especially of Valdemar I. and his sons,

whose names and memories are still cherished in that kingdom, the Danes

regarding them as the greatest and best monarchs they ever had.



There were wretched times in Denmark before 1157, when Valdemar came to

the throne, and his early years were passed in the midst of civil wars

and all kinds of sorrows and troubles. When the new king was crowned and

began the business of governing, he found little to govern with. There

were no money, no soldiers, no trade, no order in the kingdom, everything

being at so low an ebb that he found it necessary, as some writers state,

to secure support from Germany by recognizing the Emperor Frederick

Barbarossa as his suzerain and doing homage to him as a vassal in 1162.

But this ceremony did not entail upon him any of the usual duties of a

vassal, and was more of an ordinary alliance than a formal act of

submission.



Yet poor as was the state of Denmark when Valdemar came to it as king,

when he died he left it a flourishing, busy and peaceful country, to

which he had added great tracts of land on the pagan shores of the

Baltic, whose people he forced to give up their heathen practices.



During his reign Valdemar made as many as twenty expeditions against

these piratical peoples, gradually subduing them. At first, indeed, he

showed very little courage, and found so many reasons for turning back

before meeting the foe, that the sailors looked upon him as a coward, and

once he overheard one of them say with a laugh, that the king was "a

knight who wore his spurs upon his toes, only to help him to run away the

faster."



This made him very angry, but on speaking of it to his foster-brother,

Axel Hvide,--afterwards Bishop Absolon,--he found that the feeling that

he lacked the courage of a warrior was general. This contempt made him so

ashamed that from that time on he faced danger bravely and was never

again known to turn back from any risk.



Though Axel became a bishop, he had begun life as a soldier and was

throughout life bold and daring, a man who loved nothing better than to

command a ship or to lead his men in an assault against some fierce band

of sea robbers. From his castle Axelborg, on the site of the later city

of Copenhagen, he kept a keen lookout for these pirates and sought

manfully to put an end to their plundering raids.



The war against the Baltic heathens continued until 1168, when it ended

in the capture of the town of Arcona, on the island of Rygen, and the

destruction of the great temple of the Slavic god Svanteveit, whose

monstrous four-headed image was torn down from its pedestal and burned in

the presence of its dismayed worshippers.



The taking of this temple is an event of much interest, for it was due to

the shrewdness of a young Danish soldier, who circumvented the heathens

by a clever stratagem.



While the army lay encamped on the island beach, below the town of

Arcona, this man noticed that the high cliffs on which the temple was

built were honeycombed by many deep holes, which could not be seen from

the ramparts above, but were quite visible from the beach below. One day

it occurred to him that by making use of these holes he could roast the

pagan worshippers out of their nests, and he arranged with some of his

fellows to carry out his plan.



Gathering such dry straw and small sticks as they could collect, the

soldiers pretended to be playing at a game of pitch and toss, which if

seen by the sentinels on the ramparts above would not seem suspicious to

them. In this way they caused much of the straw and sticks to lodge in

the holes in the steep cliff. Then, by using spears and stones for a

ladder, one of them climbed for a distance up the steep rock wall and set

fire to some of the inflammable rubbish in the holes.



The effect was stupendous. The flames spread from hole to hole, creeping

up the face of the rock until the wooden spikes and palings at its

summit were in a blaze. This took place unseen by the pagans, who first

took the alarm when they saw flames circling round the great mast from

which floated the banner of their god.



Before they could take any steps to extinguish the flames, and while they

stood in a panic of apprehension, the Danes, headed by Bishop Absolon,

rushed to the assault and succeeded in taking the town.



There was nothing left for them but to accept baptism, on which their

lives depended, and the worthy bishop and his monks were kept busy at

this work for the next two days and nights, the bishop desisting only

when, half blind from want of sleep, he dropped down before the altar

that had been set up beside the fonts, where the converts were received

and signed with the cross.



The work of baptism done, King Valdemar caused the huge wooden idol of

the god to be dragged amid martial music to the open plain beyond the

town, where the army servants chopped it up into firewood. In this work

the new converts could not be induced to take part, for, Christians as

yet only in name, they feared some dread revenge from the great

Svanteveit, such as lightning from heaven to destroy the Danes.



The Christians of that age were quite as superstitious, for they declared

that when the image was being carried out of the temple gates, a horrible

monster, spitting fire and brimstone, burst from the roof and leaped with

howls of wrath into the sea below, which opened to receive it, and

closed over its head with billows of smoke and flame.



Valdemar died in 1182, after making such friends of his people and doing

so much for them, that when the funeral procession, headed by Bishop

Absolon, drew near the church of Ringsted, where the burial was to take

place, it was met by a throng of peasants, weeping and lamenting, who

begged the privilege of carrying the body of their beloved king to his

last resting place.



When the bishop began to read the service for the dead his voice failed

him and he wept and trembled so much that he had to be held up by some of

the assistant monks. After all was over the people went away in deep

grief, saying that Denmark's shield and the pagans' scourge had been

taken from them and that the country would soon be overrun again by the

heathen Wends.



But Absolon kept a firm hand upon the reins of state, and when the young

Prince Knud, Valdemar's son, was proclaimed king at the age of twenty

everything was in order. Knud proved as good and gallant as his father,

holding Denmark bravely against all foes, and when the Emperor Barbarossa

sent to him to appear before the imperial court at Ratisbon and do homage

for his crown, he returned a defiant answer.



The position of Denmark had greatly changed since Valdemar had obeyed

such a summons, and when the envoy of the emperor brought him the

imperial command, he sent back the following proud reply:



"Tell your master that I am as much monarch in my own realm as the kaiser

is in his, and if he has a fancy for giving away my throne, he had better

first find the prince bold enough to come and take it from me."



This ended all question of the vassalage of Denmark, but the emperor

never forgot nor forgave the insult and took every opportunity in after

years to stir up strife against Denmark. In 1184 he incited the pagan

princes of Pomerania to invade the Danish islands with a fleet of five

hundred ships. But they had old Bishop Absolon to deal with, and they

were so utterly routed that when the fog, which had enabled the Danes to

approach them unseen, cleared away, only thirty-five of their ships were

able to keep the sea.



This victory made Knud ruler over all Pomerania and part of the kingdom

later known as Prussia, and he added to his title that of "King of the

Wends and other Slavs." He went on adding to his home kingdom until the

dominion of Denmark grew very wide.



That is all we need say about King Knud, but it must be said of Bishop



Absolon that he was a wise patron of knightly arts and historical

learning and encouraged the great scholar Saxo Grammaticus to write his

famous "History of Denmark," in which were gathered all the old Danish

tales that could be learned from the skalds and poets and found in the

monasteries of the age. Absolon, who had loved and cared for the princes

Knud and Valdemar since their childhood, died in the year 1201 and King

Knud followed him a few years later, leaving the throne to his brother

Valdemar.



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