Saxe of Saxeholm.
At the mouth of the Bay of Olme, upon a little island, which on its west side is connected with the island of Kumel, is situated the castle of Saxeholm.
Here dwelt, in former days, a powerful chief, by name Saxe, the greater part of whose time was spent in bloody warfare, in which occupation he seemed to find great success and pleasure. At home he was gloomy and reserved, and very cruel to his wife.
Finally, becoming wearied by her husband’s continued harshness, she determined to elope with another who better understood how to reward her love.
One time when Saxe was at Christmas matins in the church at Varnum, his wife set fire to the castle, shut the gates and threw the key over the wall into the garden outside. Preceding this she had commanded that her horses be shod with shoes reversed, thus hoping to bewilder her pursuers, then, with her lover and a few trusty servants, the castle was deserted, and her way taken over the ice-covered bay.
When Saxe came home, he found his castle wrapped in flames, and the following lines written on the outer gate:
“Within is burning Saxe’s knout,
And Saxe the cruel must lie without.”
What the chief’s thoughts were at such a greeting is not related. Meantime his wife, before she left the [146]castle, had deposited, in one of the vaults, a chest filled with valuables, and had declared that no human power should move it therefrom.
Many attempts have since been made to unearth this treasure, and it is said that more than once the searchers have so far succeeded as to get a glimpse of the iron-bound chest, but always at this point they have been frightened away by an awful voice calling out from the depths of the vault, “Don’t come here!” [147]