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Title: Hero tales of the far North
Year: 1910 (1910s)
Authors: Riis, Jacob A. (Jacob August), 1849-1914
Subjects: Scandinavia -- History
Publisher: New York : The Macmillan Co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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ute, and found the island ready for rebel-lion. Governor Printzenskold had seen some-thing brewing, but he was a fearless man,and despised the peasant mob.1 How-ever, he sent to Sweden for a troop of horse-men, the better to patrol the island andwatch the people. Early in December,1658, just a year after Jens Kofoed, thetrooper, had set out for his home on fur-lough, the governor went to Ronne, thechief city in the island, to start off a shipfor the reinforcements. The conspiratorssought to waylay him at Hasle, where hestopped to give warning that all who hadnot paid the heavy war-tax would be soldout forthwith; but they were too late.Master Poul and Jens Kofoed rode afterhim, expecting to meet a band of theirfellows on the way, but missed them. Theparson stayed behind then to lay the fuseto the mine, while Kofoed kept on to town.By the time he got there he had been joinedby four others, Aage Svendson, KlavsNielsen, Jens Laursson, and Niels Gum-melose. The last two were town officers.
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JENS 0 TIL THE TROOPER WHO WON A WAR 271 As soon as the report went around Ronncthat they had come, Burgomaster KlausKam went to them openly. The governor had ridden to the houseof the other burgomaster, Per Larsson,who \vas not in the plot. His horse wastied outside and he just sitting down tosupper when Jens Kofoed and his bandcrowded into the room, and took him pris-oner. They would have killed him there,but his host pleaded for his life. How-ever, when they took him out in the street,Printzenskold thought he saw a chance toescape in the crowd and the darkness,and sprang for his horse. But his greatsize made him an easy mark. He wasshot through the head as he ran. Theman \vho shot him had loaded his pistolwith a silver button torn from his vest.That was sure death to any goblin on whomneither lead nor steel would bite, and itkilled the governor all right. The placeis marked to this day in the pavement ofthe main street as the spot where fell theonly tyrant who ever ruled the island

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