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Princess to Pleasure Slave Chronicle
Book Three
Lusty Prey of the Huntress
By Amanda Clover and Jay Aury
@amandasmut
Cover artwork by Deilan12
 This book and all its contents are copyright 2018 by Amanda Clover. All
rights are reserved and no portions may be reproduced unless for the use of
brief quotations for review purposes.

All characters appearing in this story are over the age of 18. This is a work
of parody and any resemblance to real people or situations is coincidental.
Map of the Empire of Istanov
 The Chronicle

The time of monsters was said to be at an end.

The rise of the great human empires of Istanov, Heimsvak, and the
desert kingdom of Shaddobar brought the elves to heel and drove the tribes of
orcs, goblins, and stranger monsters to the margins.
The last great monster uprising occurred more than 50 years ago,
when a brave huntress named Penelope Helsdottir prevented the ascension of
a new monster god and formed the Huntresses of Ctharne. These unique
warrior women were dispatched throughout the known world wherever
trouble arose to tame what monsters they could and destroy those that could
not be made into allies.
But within the borders of Istanov, trouble brews. Long years of peace
and prosperity have blinded the Istanov dynasty and the people of this nation
to a new danger. As monsters gather, seemingly heeding the call of a
powerful human leader, will the nobles of Istanov react in time? Or will
overconfidence prove the undoing of an empire?
These are the Princess to Pleasure Slave Chronicles.
 Investigation

Lamps fluttered at the ends of the old library stacks. The air smelled
of old paper and ink and age and history uncounted.
Selina Calia sat at a table in the middle of the room. She was alone,
something unusual for such a beautiful woman. Her white hair was a braided
rope of silver in the half shadow of the lamps, her form curvy, barely
contained in the form fitting leathers she wore, a long jacket draped over her
like a cloak. She idly scratched the thin scar along her cheek and yawned,
shutting the cover of yet another book and pushing it aside. She sighed,
easing back, twining her fingers and stretching her arms over her head. Joints
popped and cracked.
Holding herself tense for a moment, she suddenly released, exhaling
heavily and reclining in her seat. She glanced about the towering stacks of the
old library, the glass dome in the ceiling showing the fading light of evening.
It had long been her dream to come to the fabled library of Akrane. Half a
century ago, this was where the head of the Huntresses of Ctharne, the
legendary Penelope Helsdottir, had spent much of her time. Of course, that
had been before she’d taken up the call, sailing to Ctharne and ending the
monstrous threat that rose out of the darkness of time.
For a moment Selina merely sat there, absorbing the weight of that
history. A history she was now a part of. She’d even seen Penelope a few
times. The huntress had been at Selina’s graduation ceremony, bestowing on
the newly minted huntresses their marks of authority to seek out and slay the
beasts that troubled the lands of men. Selina felt her chest swell with pride as
she looked at the stacks. The table she sat at may have been the very one
Penelope had used that fateful night her sister had sent the letter summoning
her to Ctharne.
Selina shook her head, blinking rapidly. Forcing herself to focus once
more on the present, she pulled another book off the stack and leafed through
the pages purposefully. Though the library of Huntress’s Cove was, of
course, spacious and well stocked, nothing could compare to that of Akrane.
A number of long lost volumes could only be found here. Books on tainted
lore and ancient scripts so old they were nearly dust.
But Selina hadn’t come for one of those. Instead, she leafed through
more modern books. The History of Istanov. Monsters of the Princeps. The
Eastern Kingdoms and their Peoples. The Myths of Western Istanov. The
Wonder of Istanovian Cheeses and more. She sighed. She was used to such
dry reads. She’d spent many of her training years in the confines of the
library of Huntress’s Cove. But those books were more esoteric in nature,
focusing on the natures of monsters, the pleasures, and martial techniques.
She stopped, her smile broadening as her finger landed on a page.
Mertovsk.
“Here we go,” she murmured.
Western Istanov, dear reader, is a wild, untamed region of our
glorious empire. A recent addition, it was populated by the wild Merrigan
along with monstrous tribes. The Merrigan were a wandering people who
valued their independence and their arcane faiths, and were crushed by the
Rose Knights in the year 1287 near the trading capital of Mertovsk, at the
battle of the Standing Stones. Settlement by the empire was attempted several
time, but never took well. For you see, dear reader, eastern Istanov is a
harsh, unforgiving land of dark forests, marshes and rough cliffs. Only the
hardiest settlers dare the area, for it is a well-known home for monsters and
savage creatures. Orcs and gertlings and worse still, giving it the name of the
Grimlands.
Selina read on, but scowled with annoyance. The region was little
more than a footnote. And not a word about the so called Duke of Ashes. The
author went on afterwards about Poranovo and the Endless Sea. Although a
few descriptions of the Harvest Festival caught Selina’s eye, there wasn’t
much else of any use. Again and again she’d researched, looking for some
hint of the name. A spectre, a myth, a creature. Only half the task of a
huntress, after all, was in the slaying. Far more involved the research of the
beasts, and no monster simply popped out of nothing. Always there were
hints and tales.
Yet not a whisper. Not before the Empire of Istanov had sent a
request for the slaying of a creature known only as the Duke of Ashes, a
monster said to lurk in the east of Istanov. She sighed wearily and shut the
book, climbing to her feet.
Her long coat fluttered as she crossed the mosaic of the Book of the
Goddess inlaid on the floor and towards the main doors. The young librarian
on duty was half asleep when she reached his desk. He practically jumped out
of his skin as she dinged the bell.
“What! Eh? Who? When?”
Selina hid her smile. “Just me, Clovis. I’m ready to go.”
The librarian fixed his spectacles awkwardly and blushed, jumping to
his feet. “Oh! Yes. Yes. Quite right. Yes. Ah, here. The door. Sorry.”
He fumbled for his keys as he rounded the desk. The heavy oaken
doors loomed before them as he fitted the key inside and turned it. “I ah, hope
you found something of use, my lady. We have quite the collection here…”
“You do,” Selina said with appropriate gravity. “Had I more time, I
would love to see what more there is. But I have work to do.”
The librarian swallowed as the lock clicked. He glanced over his
shoulder, his eyes slightly wide with awe. “Oh, well. We would be glad to
have you, my lady. Anything for the huntresses of Ctharne.”
Selina gave him a genuine smile then. She liked the young man. Had
she time, she might well have shown him a few things he’d probably only
seen in books. Judging by the way he was trying hard not to look at her
leather clad breasts, she had a feeling he’d welcome the chance.
But she’d lingered too long already.
“Thank you again, Clovis.”
“Ah, my lady?”
She paused, glancing to him. The young librarian was fidgeting
nervously. “There… there was a man, earlier. He was asking about you.”
Selina’s brow lowered slowly. Though many were in awe of the
huntresses of Ctharne, there were as many who held the order in suspicion or
even contempt. Some of the order’s methods were held in close scrutiny,
some even declaring the huntresses no better than the beasts they slew. “Was
he?”
“Yes. He was asking about a huntress who’d been looking about. He
seemed very interested in finding out what books you had been reading.”
“Is that so? Did he say anything?”
Clovis gnawed his lip. “There… was one thing. He asked if you’d
made inquiries into something called… the Duke of Ashes.”
Selina felt herself tense before she realized she had. Her hands
tightened at her sides, one drifting to her sword. She forced herself to calm.
“Did you tell him anything?”
Clovis shook his head. “No, my lady. Nothing. But I think he talked
to some of the other librarians. Ones who might not hold the same… respect
for the order.”
Selina grimaced. It seemed her departure couldn’t be soon enough.
“Thank you, Clovis. For telling me.” She leaned forward and gave the
librarian a gentle kiss.
The librarian blushed as red as a tomato as she swept past him and
out into Akarne’s streets. Frost spread silver spiderwebs across the paved
stones of the library’s square. She heard the heavy door shut behind her, the
boom resounding in the silence. She glanced at the dark sky, frowning
slightly. Winter was on its way. Its bite was in the air, and if she wanted to
cross Cleavegrad in time she had to leave tomorrow. She sighed, moving
through the darkened streets, shadowed by ramshackle buildings, lamps
kindled and glowing faintly.
The Drunken Gertling occupied one of the main roads leading into
the mighty city. Hardly an ostentatious place, but it had decent food and a
merry atmosphere that she could appreciate. The common room was glowing
despite the late hour. She drew a few stares from some new arrivals but little
else as she took her seat, falling into it with a sigh.
No sooner had she done so than the bartender scuttled up to her side,
wringing his hands with an ingratiating smile.
“My lady! So glad to see you… What can I do for you?”
 “I’ll be leaving in the morning,” Selina said indifferently. “Have my
horse readied. I’ll be riding early.”
The man bobbed eagerly. “Of course, mistress. Of course. I’ll send
dinner out at once.”
The innkeeper bowed away, leaving her alone. Sighing, Selina leaned
back in her chair once more. Her drink arrived soon after. Selina took the
heavy stein, staring into the dark brew thoughtfully.
She looked up from her thoughts as a plate settled before her. The
barmaid was a pretty young thing. Dark lashes and bouncy curls of brown
hair, her curves bound up in a tight apron and skirted outfit that seemed to
draw attention to her shapely bum and full, rich breasts.
“Thank you,” Selina said with a coy grin.
The barmaid blushed, her lashes lidding her eyes, but Selina could
feel her eyes glide over the huntress’s powerful frame. “Glad to.” The girl
hesitated. “Are you… really a huntress?”
Selina smiled, easing back. “I am.”
The barmaid’s eyes shone. “I’ve never met one before.”
“And I don’t think I’ve met you before. New?”
She blushed again. “Just hired. Um…”
“Nadia! Stop bothering the guests!” The innkeeper’s voice rang out
from the bar.
Nadia jumped, cheeks flaming. “Sorry,” she chirped as she bounded
away.
Selina chuckled, grinning at the shy barmaid, watching the way the
young woman’s plump bottom stretched her immodest uniform. It was hardly
uncommon for a huntress to find women attractive. Aside from the monsters
of the isle, there were few males around for the young women. And a
huntress’s training focused deeply on the pleasures of flesh. It was the way
they bound a monster to them. As a result, young huntresses often found
themselves… experimenting among their sisters.
“So it’s true. There is a huntress ‘bout here.”
 Selina raised her head, her smile wiped away. A tall, heavy man with
the hard armor of a merchant’s guard stood beside her table. His thumbs
thrust in his belt, he looked down at her with a gleam she had little trouble
placing.
“I am.”
“Is it true what they say?”
“What do they say?” she said with frigid politeness.
“They say you and yours fuck the monsters on your isle. Makes you
better at slaying them.”
“Do you have a point?” she asked.
The guard grinned. “Only wondering… well, if you’re wondering
how a man might measure up.”
Selina smiled. “You know, I have been. If you see a man, can you
tell him?”
The guard’s smile fell at once. He scowled, looming over her. He
planted a hand on the table. “Now look here. I-“
He froze, sucking in a breath. His eyes moved down to find the tip of
Selina’s dagger resting against the front of his pants.
“Let’s all stay polite, shall we?” Selina said, still smiling. “Because if
we’re going to be rude, I can do that too. But I think the polite thing would be
for you to turn around, and go away. How’s that?”
“Hrk…”
Selina pulled back the dagger. The guard sagged. He gave her a
wounded look and turned, shuffling awkwardly across the room. Selina
ignored the stares from the rest of the patrons as she sheathed her dagger.
Could he be the one asking about her? She frowned, doubting it. He was just
a man thinking more with his cock than his brains.
She drained the stein in her hand and slammed it heavily onto the
table. Rising from her seat, she tossed some coins down. Her appetite was
gone. The bartender scuttled out as she crossed the room. “I’m tired,” she
said with such finality he didn’t dare try and say more.
 She took the steps two at a time, rolling her neck with a reassuring
pop. She entered her modest room with a glance to be sure she was not
followed, tossing off her long coat and stripping off her leathers, discarding
them in the corner. She only kept the dagger free, slipping it under her pillow,
as she’d been trained to do. Flopping down onto the bed, she lay back, staring
at the ceiling with thought.
Several hours later, a soft knock pulled her from her doze. She raised
her head. “What?”
“Miss? It’s… it’s Nadia…”
Selina raised a brow, then smiled with interest. Well. Maybe she
wasn’t too tired. Rising off the bed, the huntress crossed the room and opened
the door.
The barmaid stood beyond, staring in awe at the huntress’s naked
curves. Large, firm breasts, every inch of her taut and powerful with corded
muscle. Her eyes flicked up to Selina’s face.
“Yes?” the huntress said, brushing aside a lock of her silver hair.
Nadia flushed deeper. She bit her lip. “I… I was wondering… w-
wondering if you might like some company…”
“I think I may,” Selina said. She stepped aside, letting Nadia enter.
With a grin, Selina shut the door behind her. “But there’s a few rules, Nadia.”
The barmaid turned around. “R-rules?”
“Oh yes. A huntress has to have them. First of all, no one is allowed
to wear more than I am in my room.”
Nadia flushed with understanding, but Selina could see the girl’s
excitement in a turn of her lips. Nervously, the girl pulled off her blouse and
apron, quickly revealing her creamy curves. She was plump, but not fat. Hard
pink nipples capped her shapely breasts, a small tuft of hair shadowing her
pussy.
The barmaid stood, uncertainly twisting one of her brown curls
around a finger. “L-like this?”
“Exactly,” Selina purred. She took the barmaid’s shoulders and eased
the young woman down onto the bed. Nadia squeaked, but then Selina’s lips
were on hers. The barmaid moaned, arching. Selina laughed into the
woman’s soft lips, pushing her back onto the bed, climbing atop the curvy
brunette.
“Ah!” Nadia gasped as Selina’s finger slid along her cunt. “O-
oooh…”
“Been with a woman before?” Selina asked, stroking Nadia’s lower
lips.
“N-noooo,” the brunette moaned, blushing hotly.
“Then let me show you how it’s done,” she breathed, kissing the
blushing barmaid once again.
Nadia moaned, melting into the huntress’s hot kiss. Selina eased her
fingers forward, pressing them into the clutching depths of the brunette.
Nadia gasped, hips twitching as Selina moved first one, then two fingers into
the other woman’s fluttering cunt.
“Feels good?” Selina gasped between kisses.
“Yessss,” Nadia keened sweetly.
“Mmm. Good girl. And how about… this?”
Nadia squeaked in surprise as Selina groped one of her expansive
breasts. “Oooh Nadia,” Selina breathed as her fingers explored the soft flesh,
her fingers stroking along the quivering curves before settling, tickling a
hardened nub of a nipple. “Breasts like these should be on display…”
“Ohhhh my lady…”
“Selina,” the huntress breathed, her lips moving lower. “Call me
Selina.”
“Selinaaaaaa!” Nadia cried as the huntress locked her lips on a
quivering nipple. The young woman screamed, hips shuddering as she came,
her orgasm racing through her in a storm of pleasure.
Selina moaned as she tongued the young barmaid’s nipple, sucking
on the hardened nub and playing her tongue across the throbbing teat. She
gasped in surprise as she felt a touch against her own neglected cunt.
“What…”
 “Please,” Nadia gasped. “Oh please. I want… I want to taste you…”
Selina’s eyes shone with delight. “Oh, I think we can do that,” she
breathed. She withdrew her slick fingers from Nadia’s slit and crawled onto
the bed. Propping herself up among the pillows, the huntress parted her
thighs, baring her own, slightly loose shaven cunt. “Come on then. Let’s see
what your tongue can do.”
Selina could fairly feel the heat of the other woman’s blush as Nadia
crawled between the huntress’s thighs. She tensed as the young barmaid
flicked her slit with her tongue.
“Oh. That’s right. Tease it first, Nadia. Let me feel your tongue slide
over my lips. Get me nice and wet for you… Ohhhh, that’s it,” Selina
moaned as the young barmaid obeyed. “Yesss. Lick me out just like that. A
little deeper. Get your lovely tongue inside my… ah! Yes. That’s it, Nadia.
You’re doing… mnnn… you’re doing just f-fantastic. Now… now up, you’ll
find a hard… hard little bead. Lick it, Nadia. Lick mnnnn!”
Selina threw back her head with a shuddering moan as Nadia found
her clit. The huntress panted, her hips rocking, pushing her trembling pussy
into the other woman’s face.
“Yesss! That’s it Nadia. That’s… fucking… it! I’m close. I’m getting
closer! Oh… oh fuck yes! Yesss! Mnnnn!”
Selina screamed with pleasure as she came, relishing the feel of
Nadia’s tongue flicking, drinking up as much of her squirting love juice as
the young brunette could.
Panting, Selina eased back down. Nadia lifted her face up from the
huntress’s cunt and climbed up the other woman’s body. Gladly Selina
accepted the barmaid’s eager kiss, tasting herself on the curvy woman’s lips
and tongue.
They parted, panting. “Oh Selina. Can we… can we do this more? I
have all day off tomorrow…”
Selina exhaled heavily, wrapping an arm around the curby brunette
and stroking her ass. “Afraid this is it, Nadia. I leave tomorrow.”
“Oh,” Nadia murmured, trying to keep the disappointment from her
voice. “Can I… Maybe I could come with you?” Nadia murmured, shyly
stroking Selina’s breasts.
Selina sighed, shook her head. “Sorry, Nadia. I can’t take you. I have
a mission. An important one in Istanov.”
“Oh… But, will you be okay? It sounds dangerous,” the barmaid
murmured, finger lingering on Selina’s nipple. The huntress inhaled sharply,
her smile growing heavy as she glanced at the blushing barmaid.
“Hmm. The life of a huntress is dangerous. But there’s fun too.”
Nadia giggled. “Too true.” She shifted, straddling Selina’s waist. Her
slick pussy pressed against Selina’s hard stomach, the curvy barmaid
straightening above her. “Want to have some more?”
Selina grinned. “I’m open to it.”
Still smiling, Nadia brought up her arm. Selina had only a second to
see her own dagger in the barmaid’s hand before she brought down the blade.
Reflexes honed in the Huntress Hall brought up Selina’s arm. She
caught the barmaid’s wrist. Nadia’s face twisted with effort, the young
woman’s arm shaking as she tried to force the dagger down. With a grunt
Selina shifted her hips, rolling herself and the barmaid over.
Nadia oofed as she suddenly found herself beneath the huntress.
Selina’s eyes were hard as she tightened her grip. Nadia squealed with pain,
the knife falling from her nerveless fingers.
“That was very stupid,” Selina said as she snatched up the dagger
with her other hand.
Nadia hissed.
“Why?” Selina demanded, reversing the blade, holding it near
Nadia’s throat. “Who sent you?”
Nadia laughed, the sound strange, distorted, as if she spoke with
several voices. “You’ll never get him. The Duke of Ashes won’t be stopped.
He’ll strip you and whip you through the streets while monsters laugh! Your
womb will bear the next generation of our kind!”
Ice coursed down Selina’s back. She leaned forward, the edge of the
dagger against Selina’s throat. “Who is he?”
“You’ll never know!” the woman cried. Nadia suddenly lunged
forward. Salina cursed as the dagger bit into the other woman’s throat. Nadia
gasped, a greenish ichor bubbling through the gash. As Selina watched
Nadia’s face seemed to melt, features sinking away leaving nothing but a pair
of misty grey eyes, already glassy with death.
Selina climbed off the corpse as the plump curves of the waitress
slimming away to a sexless, androgynous form like a doll’s. Selina frowned,
glanced at the dagger and tossed it into the corner with a clatter.
Doppelganger. The huntress settled back on the bed, eying the monster’s
corpse in silence.

The Road

The winds hinted at the growing winter as Selina rode her horse up
the Barren Pass. The towering fortress of Cleavegrad rose to her right,
seeming to grow out of the mountain itself with its towering bastions and
walls. The blue and yellow crow banners of House Corven, the ruling family
of the Kingdom of Heimsvak, snapped in the gusts of mountain air. The
guards at the gates wore padded coats and their breath steamed through their
helmets. They didn’t bother her long. Her silver hair named her a huntress as
she rode through and past the border from Heimsvak into Istanov.
She’d ridden hard after that night in the Drunken Gertling. The
innkeeper had been stunned when she confronted him. Apparently ‘Nadia’
had come for the job that morning. The man’s blush told Selina exactly how
she’d convinced him to hire her.
Selina sighed, pulling her scarf close. Among the peaks winter was
already here. Snow capped the towering heights of the range separating
Heimsvak and Istanov. Cleavegrad was the only easy way between the two
great nations, and its presence had changed hands several times over the
centuries. Heimsvak controlled it now, as they had since the Rose War.
Lesser fortifications dotted the landscape on the Istanov side, but she rode
past them, making haste through scattered villages and homesteads. She slept
rarely in taverns, preferring to ride, resting only when her horse grew tired.
She turned north, following the Barrier Mountains, and in a week of
hard riding, Muskov’s walls rose before her.
The towering capital of Istanov sprawled over the foothills of the
mountain range. The palace with its domed towers rested like a crown atop
the tallest hill, spires gleaming faintly in the cold sunlight. The streets were
crowded, buildings climbing atop one another over narrow streets. She had to
fight her way through crowds of soldiers and peasants, up the highway
winding towards the palace itself.
The road there hugged the base of the hill and the heavy walls. Once,
Muskov had been but one of dozens of cities. The palace had been a keep,
holding fast after the Doom, that cataclysmic event that had sundered the
lands Istanov now held in its fist. Muskov had spread, gobbling up
neighboring kingdoms into its dominion with ruthless force of arms.
She dismounted at the gate, several guards with heavy muskets and
thick, chainmail jackets lined with fur watching her warily. She approached
one and held out her missive.
“I’m here to speak to Lord Aborgin.”
The guard leaned in, checking the seal. He snapped off a salute and
marched away.
Selina tightened her lip in annoyance, crossing her arms. She leaned
against the wall, eyeing the guard who remained. It took nearly a half hour
for the first man to return, towed behind a thin man whose bald head rose
from his collar like a vulture’s.
“Huntress. Good of you to come. I am Lord Aborgin. Here. Walk.
Let us talk. I’m extremely busy these days.”
Selina narrowed her eyes but fell into step with the official as he
walked through the courtyard and into the palace proper. She passed beneath
a scarlet banner of the House of Radonoff, resplendent with golden fringe and
the bear of Radonoff finished in gems, it hung limp in the still air within the
walls. The Radonoffs had occupied the Imperial throne since before the Rose
War, a family of pale, dark-eyed rulers depicted in numerous oil paintings
within the palace. Though the portraits were flattering, Selina detected
coldness, perhaps even cruelty, which could not be erased from those dark
eyes.
“Now! Your job. Naturally, it is essential that the Emperor, bless his
rule and soul, see this matter dealt with quickly. We don’t want to worry the
people, and there’s been any manner of concerns among the border provinces
of late. This would-be Duke is apparently encouraging monsters to cross the
Evina river and raid the countryside.”
“It will take as long as it does,” Selina said. “A monster hunt is not
something that can be rushed.”
“Pish posh!” Aborgin laughed. “He’s merely some trumped up ghoul
no doubt. Perhaps a lich or something similar. That area has been trouble for
centuries! Monsters and the savage sorcerers and all those strange mounds
and the ilk.”
They passed by several windows looking into a spring courtyard. The
interior of the palace was warm, the air faintly scented with a familiar tang of
magic. Selina glanced out one of the windows into a courtyard in full bloom,
people in the dress of high nobility of the empire wandering about, drinking
tea while they watched some tumblers bounce and spin in the air. A peal of
carefree laughter carried through the leaded panes of glass as Selina passed
by.
“Now, payment will be delivered upon completion of your work. Of
course. But as I said, it is vital that…”
He trailed off, blood rushing from his face. He stepped aside sharply
and Selina followed, watching as several Red Wizards passed, their forms
positively swaddled in elaborate robes, their faces covered in white, beaked
masks. Incense lingered in their wake, charms stitched to their robes ringing
softly as they moved, and Selina felt a faint shiver as the silent mages glided
on to some business of their own.
Aborgin watched the mages pass. “Blasted wizards,” he muttered,
though Selina noted he didn’t speak until they were well out of sight. “If they
did their jobs… Bah. Well, at any rate, the emperor expects this matter
cleared up before the anniversary of the Founding. Oh, and bring back this
‘Duke’s’ head. The emperor would enjoy having that to mount on a pike
during the festivities. I suggested he simply send some brigades over the river
and into their territory, but the emperor insisted. Frankly, I think he’s
overreacting. But the Grand Duchess seems to hold your lot in some regard. I
suspect he’s merely trying to placate the young girl. Silly creature has no
doubt read too many tales of the Huntresses and their hunts. Naturally most
of it is rot, but titillating I’m sure for those into such depraved things.”
Selina stopped. Aborgin took a dozen steps before he realized she
wasn’t at his heel and turned.
“Lord Aborgin,” Selina said, enunciating his name sharply.
“Understand this. I am a huntress. I have been hired to do a job, and that is
what I intend to do. Not to work at your discretion. I am not one of your
soldiers you can order around.”
Aborgin purpled a little. “My dear girl-“
“I am not your ‘dear girl’. I am a huntress of Ctharne. If you could
deal with this Duke of Ashes, you wouldn’t have called us. Any idiot can see
this whole situation has gotten out of hand. You are losing your grip on the
vast western expanse of Istanov. One of your provincial capitals was sacked
by orcs your own nobility kept as gladiators, its women enslaved and dragged
off. It’s obvious you have no understanding of the seriousness of the
situation.”
Lord Aborgin puffed up, his face twisting. “How dare you talk to me
that way!”
“With all due respect, my lord, you’re an idiot. I know damn well
your Duke of Ashes is more than some boggart. And the fact that you didn’t
tell the huntresses in your request for the contract means that I could walk
away right now. And frankly, I should.
“But I won’t,” she said severely. “Not because of you. But because
there is something going on out east. Something that has the influence to send
a doppelganger out to stop even a hint of the huntresses investigating. Now, I
leave tonight. And when I return, I will have more news for your emperor.
This was a courtesy call, and I’ve already wasted more time than I like
dealing with you.”
“How dare-“
 “Goodbye,” Selina said. She turned, her silver braid whipping behind
her as she strode off.
“Get back here you trumped up trollop!” Aborgin squealed.
Selina ignored him. The guards. The opulence of the palace. The cold
air snapped across her face as she threw open the doors and walked back
across the cold courtyard, mounting her steed at the gate. The guards watched
her, wary, but didn’t try to interfere as she rode off down the path and back
into Muskov.
She sighed as the towering buildings closed around her once more.
She probably shouldn’t have lost her temper. But far, far too often rulers and
their like thought the huntresses were little more than hired swords. Ever
since the order had been rebuilt under Penelope and Kara’s stewardship, it
had taken time to re-establish themselves.
She mulled on that as she rode through the streets. She had to pass by
the market, and as she did she was given pause.
A show was going on in one of the corner squares. A number of
peasants were gathered about a showman in a fluttering cloak of diamonds
and rainbows. A gertling was doing tricks, the goblinoid monster dressed in a
mass of fluttering rags as he jumped and rolled through a series of tumbles.
The gertling bounded back to his feet, only to slip on the cold cobblestones,
falling with a squeal.
“Stupid thing!” the showman snapped, lashing out with his cane. The
crowd laughed as the gertling flailed under the blows. Selina’s stomach
roiled. She pushed through the crowd.
“Stop that.”
The showman paused and turned to her. His eyes widened at the
white haired woman, the thin scar across her cheek and the weapons at her
belt. The crowd grew silent.
“Ah, my lady,” the showman said, glancing nervously as the crowd
dispersed quickly, sensing trouble. “What… what’s wrong?”
“What are you doing?”
The man fidgeted with his cane. “Well, he… I needed to teach the
creature a lesson, you know. His sort, they need to be taught. It’s only a
monster…”
Selina glanced at the gertling cowering in the street, covering his
large head with his knobby hands. She tapped her fingers against her knife.
“Give him to me.”
The showman blinked rapidly. “I… what?”
“You heard me. I’ll take him. If he’s such a failure, then I’m sure you
don’t need him.”
The man opened his mouth. Closed it. A shrewdness entered his rat-
like face. “Oh, but my lady,” the showman whined. “I couldn’t possibly.
After all, he is my livelihood. Without him, I couldn’t live. But ah… Perhaps
I could sell him, if my lady was so inclined…”
Selina glared at him, but her fingers slowly moved to the coin pouch
at her side. The showman’s eyes gleamed at the sound of coins clanking in
the pouch.
Selina drew a single silver out. Tossed it to the man. “Here.”
The showman caught it. His face fell. “Oh, but my lady. Surely the
creature is worth far more…”
“Then perhaps you’ll take a different metal,” Selina said coldly,
touching her dagger.
The showman’s face drained of color. He bowed his head. “P-please,
my lady… A pleasure.”
Selina curled a lip in contempt. She walked to the gertling and picked
him up, tossing the stunted creature over her shoulder. She felt the thin
creature tremble as she moved back to her horse, guiding the beast through
the city. Stupid, she berated herself even as she left. Now she was stuck with
the little monster. She could hardly let him go in the city or nearby, likely to
end up dead to the wolves or, worse, himself prey on the people before
inevitably being caught and killed. She sighed.
She chose a small tavern to stay that night. The innkeeper glanced at
the gertling she carried but wisely said nothing as she paid for the room and
went upstairs. Selina shut the door and put down the gertling, the goblinoid
immediately racing to a far corner to crouch, trembling and watching her
warily with his large eyes.
Turning about, Selina shrugged off her coat and tossed it onto the
bed. Next, she undid the buttons of her leather shirt and peeled it away. The
gertling’s eyes slowly widened as her toned stomach came into sight, her
breasts nestled in a dark bra that did little to hide her generous assets.
“What’s your name?” Selina asked.
The gertling licked his thin lips. “Me Girki,” the gertling said.
“Girki,” Selina said, as if tasting the name. She unbuckled the back
of her bra and drew it away, revealing her creamy breasts. The gertling gaped
at her hardened nipples. His eyes widened even more as she loosened her
pants, drawing them down along with her lacy underwear, baring the pink
furrow of her pussy.
Selina stood, proud, hands on her hips, her puffy slit bared. The
gertling could only stare, dumbfounded at the curvy frame of the huntress,
her silver hair drawn over her shoulder in a long braid. A body toned and
tight with muscle and training, pale scars from teeth and claws and steel here
and there, yet proudly, almost fiercely feminine for all of that.
“Girki,” she said, sliding her finger up and down her slit until it
shone with her juices. “Would you like to fuck me?”
The gertling licked his lips, wary again for the hint of a trap, but
drawn despite it all to her firm curves. His warty cock jutted out between his
legs, throbbing faintly.
“Me… me want.”
“Hmmm,” Selina murmured, her fingers running up her lower lips,
circling the mark embedded above her cunt. Once, when Penelope first came
to Ctharne, such a mark was an emblem. A sign that a woman had taken a
monster’s seed, impregnating her and binding her to whatever monster
claimed the woman first. But the one on Selina, the one every huntress bore,
had a different purpose. She sat down on the bed and stretched out, propping
herself up on the headboard. She parted her muscled thighs to bare the soft
pink gash between her legs.
 “You can fuck me, Girki. Come on.”
The gertling hesitated a moment more, but caution could only hold
him so long when presented with such an opportunity. One any gertling
would dream of. He scrambled onto the bed, stroking his stunted excuse of a
cock, his wide ears flapping as he crawled between her legs. Selina nodded
encouragingly, her fingers parting her lower lips to bare her hot depths.
“Come. Fuck me Girki. Take my human cunt.”
“Yes!” the gertling squealed as he crawled between her legs. He
grabbed her hips, aligned his cock, and thrust.
Selina gasped. She had taken many men and monsters and the like
over the years. Most were far larger than the gertling, and all of a different
shape. But she would admit, she’d always had a strange fascination for the
more pathetic of the monsters. How they desperately yearned to take a human
woman as their own, to fuck them and breed them even though they were
unlikely ever to have the chance. There was something to be said for the
gertling’s stunted cock. Though small, the irregular shape of its bulbous
length rubbed against her inner walls in a way that sent pleasure singing up
her body. She moaned softly, throwing back her head.
“Ooooh!” Girki moaned as he began to pound her, his thin hips
slapping at her mound as he thrust his stunted shaft inside her welcoming
cunt. “Cove hot! So hot!”
“Yessss!” Selina moaned, rocking against him, the mark above her
mons glowing softly. “Yes! Fuck me Girki. Fuck me with your cock! Ah! P-
play with my breasts. Suck them! I know you want to. I’ve watched you stare
at them. Suck them Girki!”
Eagerly the gertling complied. The huntress gasped as his thin lips
locked onto her jutting nipple, his rough teeth grazing the hard flesh in a way
that made her core quiver and cunt squeeze his shaft.
“Yesss! Fuck me Girki! Cum in me! Fuck me raaaaw!”
“Yesss!” the gertling squealed. “Me cum! Me breeeeeeed!”
The gertling screamed in pleasure, his cock twitching within her. She
gasped as she felt his oily seed burst inside of her. She moaned, pulling him
against her, smothering his face between her plush tits. The gertling moaned,
his will weakening as he expended himself in her.
And she had him.
Selina gasped the words that would make him hers. The marks above
her cunt blazed, binding the gertling to her. Girki moaned, his cock still
twitching within her, his eyes bright, washing with devotion.
Panting, Selina let the goblin slide out of her. It was hard to bind a
monster like that to her. Her skill in the art was weaker than many of her
sisters. One, Tavina, had once bound an entire orcish hunting tribe to her
after a frantic orgy of pleasure, leading them against several other orcish
bands in a bloody swathe. But Selina’s ability had never gone beyond a
single monster at a time. Her skill was not in sorcery, but in steel.
Girki fell off of her, panting. He looked at her with adoration, and
Selina had to smother a sudden surge of affection for the creature. Another
by-product of the binding. Many sisters failed their test for that, unable to
resist the call of affection for their monstrous partners. Often, it would require
killing the creature to break it. But some had been known to fall in the field,
their will unable to overcome their monstrous mate’s. Others had failed in the
testing ceremony, throwing aside their aspirations to become a huntress and
instead becoming a mate for the monster they had sought to bind. Such sisters
were held as cautionary tales. Thralls to their monstrous husbands. Happy,
fulfilled even, but breeding stock, lost forever to the order.
“Girki?” Selina said softly.
The goblin stared at her raptly.
“Girki, how do you feel?”
“Me… me feel good,” the goblin panted.
Selina smile sadly. She didn’t necessarily like doing this, but needs
must. And she had to be sure the gertling wouldn’t betray her until she could
free him somewhere far from civilization. She reached out, taking the
goblin’s stunted shaft in her hand. The gertling gasped, hips rising as her
fingers began to run up and down his warty length.
“Ooooh…” the goblin moaned.
 “I’ll make you a deal, Girki,” Selina said, her fingers gliding up and
down the gertling’s cock.
“What deal?” the gertling gasped, his tiny hips pumping his warty
cock into her hand.
“Obey me, and I’ll let you go when we’re somewhere safe. Agreed?”
The gertling moaned. “Don’t… know…”
She frowned a little. She crawled closer, shadowing his small frame.
“Girki?” she said, her dripping pussy hovering over his cock. “Please?”
The gertling bit his lip, then she slowly lowered her cunt. The stunted
monster cried out, arching beneath her as her hungry pussy devoured his
length. “Ooooh!”
“Girki,” Selina moaned, her hips moving, fucking the small monster
into the bed beneath her, her cunt sloshing around his warty cock. “Oooh…
Girki…”
The goblin moaned, the mark above her mons glowing. “Girki…
Girki do! Girki do what ask!”
“Then cum, Girki! Cum in me again!”
“Girki… ahhhh!” The goblin squealed, thrusting in a sudden frenzy,
his cock again pumping her with his seed. Selina moaned as her pussy rippled
around his warty shaft, her orgasm trembling through her, breasts shuddering
with pleasure.
Panting, she released her stiffened muscles, descending atop him.
She felt spent after the spell. Drawn out. She rolled back onto the bed, not
even feeling up to washing the gertling’s cum from between her thighs. She
tugged up the blankets, then glanced down as the gertling crept off the bed.
“Where are you going?”
Girki jumped and turned about. “Me… me sleep on floor…”
Selina sighed. She lifted the blanket. “Come here. But only if you
promise to behave yourself.”
The gertling stared uncertainly. She gave the blanket a flutter and the
goblinoid approached again. He crawled under the covers and Selina let the
cloth fall over them. Closing her eyes, she felt the gertling bury his head
between the cushions of her breasts. For a moment she considered
remonstrating him, but she was rather tired, after all, and it wasn’t so bad, she
supposed. She sighed, and let her eyes slide shut in sleep.

Afield

“They came in the night,” the villager said softly. “Didn’t see none a
them until they were on us. Palisade did nothing. They took it out. Fire. The
screams. I remember the screams. They took my daughter. Killed my son.”
Selina listened attentively. Her horse nickered, tugging at the reins
impatiently. She held them steady, urging the man on with a nod.
“It was the orc. The pale one with a skull painted on his face. He led
the raid. They plunged in and slaughtered anyone they could. But they took
the girls. Them they took.”
“Do you know where?”
“Across the river. Into the Grimlands.”
Selina pursed her lips, eyes narrowing. “I see. And, what does the
Duke of Ashes mean to you?”
The man’s face tightened. “They say he leads the monsters against
humanity. That he’s a sorcerer of power. That he hates the nobles and strikes
at them.” He turned and spat in the dust.
Selina frowned a little. “You hate him?”
“Not a soul in Istanov doesn’t,” the man said. “Once, so’s said, he
just preyed on the nobles. The greedy ones. I hear some say the Duke tries to
measure the monsters attacks. Direct them. That the sacking of Novrod was
his doing. Showed the nobles and their daughters the fate our women have
feared centuries going.”
“And what do you think?” she asked.
The peasant’s expression was drawn with fatigue. “I don’t know
what he was. All I know is you hear monsters everywhere. And my village
wasn’t sacked by men. That’s all I know now.”
She gave the man a grateful nod. “Thank you.”
The man shrugged drooping shoulders. His eyes dark and hollow, he
turned and made his way back towards the road. Heading east, to better
protected lands.
Selina remained where she was for a moment, finger on her lips,
head bowed with thought. A familiar tale the further west she went. Raids.
Monsters creeping from the dark. Women taken, men most often slain. Not
an unfamiliar tale, true. Istanov had always been plagued by the darker
creatures, its rugged landscape holding many hollows and dark places where
men rarely dared and things could hide with impunity. The empire’s militant
orders were half in answer to that. But never had she heard reports like this.
Orcs pouring over in pillaging bands. Wugs crawling from their marshy
homes to harry the highways before retreating back. Wargs and ogres and
trolls and worse things yet, all active at the same time, straining the empire’s
resources to respond.
Selina made her way up along the street, her worry a heavy weight
on her chest. Arval was a large, heavily fortified town. A week out of
Muskov, it was a former border capital before being absorbed into the
empire. Its people were a hardy folk, their mounted troops legendary. Thanks
to that, they had largely been able to fend off the seeming random raids of
monsters into their lands.
She entered her room in the tavern and threw herself down on the
bed, sighing heavily with worry. Girki rose from where he had been sitting
near the hearth, feeding the flames. He’d filled out a little since leaving
Muskov. Decent food and no beatings would do that to anyone.
“What matter, Silver-hair?”
She glanced down at the gertling and sighed. “Nothing, Girki.
Only… worried.”
The gertling cocked his head. “You worried?”
She nodded.
“Want Girki give pleasure?”
 She lifted her head and a brow at the stunted creature. His eyes were
glowing with eagerness and his crooked teeth bared in a smile. Despite
herself, she chuckled. “Well, if you insist…”
The gertling squeaked in glee and scrambled up onto the bed. She
loosened her belt, allowing the goblinoid to pull down her pants and panties
and bare her slit. The tattoo above her mons pulsed with the nearness of the
creature. Girki licked his lips, then dove in.
“Ah!” Selina gasped, hips bucking. She grabbed the gertling’s head,
pulling him flush against her muff with a moan, his long nose resting against
her mons, his tongue slithering into her tight channel hungrily.
“Oh f-fuck! Girki. You’re… you’re getting good at this…”
“Silver-hair tasty,” the gertling panted as his long tongue swirled in
her cunt. “Me love!”
She laughed softly, her hips rising lazily, pushing her cunt against his
eager tongue. “Mnnn. Me too. Keep at it, Girki. I- Ahn!” She gasped, rocking
as the gertling’s tongue found her clit. She moaned as the goblin eagerly
tongued her, sucking on the buzzing bead. “G-Girki! I’m… I’m going to…
Ahhhh!”
Selina screamed as she came, her juices washing over the gertling’s
face in a flood. Panting, she came down slowly from that height, looking
down at the goblin with breathless pleasure.
“Me fuck now?” the gertling panted eagerly.
She sighed good-naturedly. “Alright, Girki. You may.”
Wide mouth splitting in eager excitement, the stunted monster
crawled higher and between her thighs. Selina moaned as the gertling shoved
his warty cock into her hungry pussy and began to feverishly rut with her,
pawing at her shirt. Moaning, Selina helped him, pulling open her jacket and
shirt to bare the sway mounds of her breasts. The gertling buried his face
between them, worshipping her teats with his tongue while he eagerly
pounded her cunt.
Lost in the pleasures of her stunted lover’s eager rutting, for a
moment at least, Selina let the troubles of the world slip away. But when at
last she lay, sated, Girki’s oily cum leaking from her slit, the gertling asleep
beside her, she lay awake, quietly staring at the ceiling in thought.

Discoveries

The fresh graves drew up her hackles as she rode past the edge of the
village. A stone chapel rose out of the hill like a helmet, the three suns of the
Fatherton Faith outlined atop its steeple. The unmortared stone gave it a
crude appearance, but sturdy. Beneath its shadow, the wooden planks serving
as headstones stood out starkly.
The village was in the middle of the heartlands, two weeks out from
Arval. Too small for a wall. Too small for a name on the map. The scattered
fields near the edges of the homes bespoke the farming community, but the
people… Where were the people?
Selina watched the shuttered buildings closely, her gold flecked eyes
sharp and intent. She tossed her braid back over her shoulder and turned her
steed about what served as the village square.
“Anyone alive?” she called.
Her sharp eyes caught movement among the windows. She heard the
low creak of hinges as a door slowly opened. Selina turned towards the hefty
man who stepped out, dressed in a peasant’s shirt and a long apron. He had
an innkeeper’s stout and sturdy build, his arms thick with muscle. He stepped
warily forward, looking her up and down. She felt his eyes fixate on her
silver hair and golden eyes.
“You’re… are you a huntress?”
Selina nodded. “I am.”
The man deflated a little. “Oh thank the gods!” he breathed. He
looked up at her, pleading. “Please, mistress. We beg your aid! There’s a
monster. A beast! He stalks our village every night, taking any who go
outdoors past the hour. He… he demands payments…”
Selina’s eyes narrowed. “What sort of payments?”
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350 miles. St.-Maurice (san-mo-res'). A commune in the department
of Seine, France, situated on the Mame about 3 miles east-southeast
of the fortifications of Paris. Population (1891), 6,653. St.-Maurice. A
town in the canton of Valais, Switzerland, situated on the Ehone 28
miles southeast of Lausanne : the Boman Agaunum. The abbey was
founded in the 6th century. TIus was one of the leading towns of the
ancient Burgundian kingdom. Population (1888), 1,666. St.-Maur-les-
Foss6s (san'mor'la-fo-sa'). A village in the department of Seine,
France, situated on the Mame 4 miles east-southeast of the
fortifications of Paris. Population (1891), 17,333. St.-Maur-sur-Loire
(-siir-lwar'). A Benedictine monastery, founded by St. Maurus,
situated near Saumur, France. It was destroyed by the Normans in
the 9th century. Saint-M6ry, Med6ric Louis Elie Moreau de. See
Moreau de Saint-M&ry. St. Michael. See St. Michel, St. Michael
overcoming Satan. A painting by Raphael (1518), in the Louvre,
Paris. The archangel, in glowing corselet, with one foot resting on
the prostrate form of his adversary, is about to transfix him with his
poised spear. It is a striking work, though black in the shadows.
St.Michaers(mi'kelz),orSt.Michael(mi'kel). [Pg. 88,0 Miguel.'] The
largest and most populous of the Azores Islands, situated in the
easternmost group. The surface is mountainous and volcanic. It
exports fruit and wine, and is noted for its hot springs. The chief
town is Ponta Belgada. Area, 300 square miles. Population, about
126,000. St. Michael's Mount. A pyramidal rock in Mount's Bay, on
the coast of Cornwall, England, 18 miles west of Falmouth : the
ancient letis. It is almost isolated from the mainland. Height, 230
feet. St. Michel (mi'kel), or St. Michael. 1 . A laen in southern
Finland, largely occupied by lakes. Area, 8,819 square miles.
Population (1890), 180,920.-3. The capital of the laen of St. Michel,
80 miles northwest of Viborg. St.-Michel, Mont. See Mont St.-Michel.
St.-Mihiel (san-me-yel'). A town in the department of Mouse, France,
situated on the Mouse 33 miles west-northwest of Nancy. Population
(1891), commune, 8,126. St.-Nazaire (san-na-zar'). A seaport in the
department of Loire-Inf^rieure, France, situated on the Loire, near
its mouth, in lat. 47° 16' N., long. 2° 12' W. It is the outer haven of
Nantes and the terminus of several ocean steamship lines, and has
large docks and quays. Near it is a large granite dolmen. Population
(1891), commune, 30,935. St. NeotS (ne'ots). A town in
Huntingdonshire, 885 England, situated on the Ouse 17 miles west
of Cambridge. Population (1891), 4,077. St.-Nicolas (san-ne-ko-la' ) .
A town in the province of East Flanders, Belgium, 13 miles
westsouthwest of Antwerp. It has flourishing manufactures. It was
the capital of the ancient Waesland. Population (1893), 28,487. St.-
Nicolas, A town in the department of Meurthe-et-MoseUe, France,
situated on the Meurthe 6 miles southeast of Nancy. Population
(1891), commune, 5,654. St.-Omer (san-to-mar'). The capital of the
department of Pas-de-Calais, France, situated on the Aa in lat. 50°
45' N., long. 2° 15' E. it is a strong fortress, and a commercial and
manufacturing center. The cathedral is a large and handsome
building: the choir is of the 13th century, the transepts of the 14th,
and the remainder Flamboyant. The interior contains paintings by
Kubens and Van Dyck, and several noteworthy tombs. The Church of
Notre Dame and the ruined Church of St. Bertin (where Childeric III.
died) are also noteworthy. St. -Omer formerly had a Soman Catholic
college for British youth. In early times it belonged to Flanders. It
was often taken and retaken. In 1677 it was taken from the
Spaniards by Louis XIV. and annexed to France. Population (1891),
21,661. Sainton-Dolby (san'ton-dol'bi), Madame (Charlotte Helen
Dolby). Bom at London, 1821: died there, Feb. 18, 1885. An English
singer of ballads and in oratorio, and musical writer, she wrote many
songs, three cantatas, etc. In 1860 she married Prosper Sainton, a
violinist, and in 1872 opened a "vocal academy." Saintonge (san-
t6nzh'). A former division of western Prance, which formed with
Angoumois a government before the Revolution. Chief city, Saintes.
it was bounded by Aunia and Poitou on the north, Guienne on the
east and south, and the Bay of Biscay on the west. Angoumois was
in its eastern part. Saintonge itself is mostly included in the
department of Charente-Inf^rieure. It passed with Eleanor of
Aquitaine to. the Plantagenet house, and generally followed the
fortunes of Aquitaine. St.-Ouen(san-to-on'). Atownin the department
of Seine, Prance, situated on the right bank of the Seine, 1-J- miles
north of the fortifications of Paris. It has various manufacturing
establishments and docks. Population (1891), commune, 25,969. St.-
Ouen, Declaration of. A proclamation to the French nation, made by
Louis XVIII. at St.Ouen, May 2, 1814, promising a constitution. St.
Fancras (pang'kras). A borough (municipal) of London, situated
north of the Thames. The borough returns 4 members to Parliament.
Saint Patrick's Day, or the Scheming Lieutenant. Af aree by Sheridan,
producedin 1775. St. Patrick's Purgatory. A cave on a small island in
Lough Derg, Ireland. It was a famous place of medieval pilgrimage,
as the supposed entrance to an earthly purgatory or place of
expiation. St. Faul (pal). An island in the Indian Ocean, situated in
lat. 38° 43' S., long. 77° 32' E., about 50 miles south of New
Amsterdam. It belongs to France (since 1892). The surface is
volcanic. Length, 1^ miles. St. Faul (sant p&l ; F. pron. san pol). A
small island at the entrance of the Gmf of St. Lawrence, north-
northeast of Cape Breton. St. Faul (sant pal). The capital of
Minnesota and of Ramsey County, situated on the Mississippi, in lat.
44° 56' N., long. 93° 7' W., south of and adjoining Minneapolis. Next
to Minneapolis it is the largest city in the State. It is an important
railway center ; is at the head ol uninterrupted navigation of the
Mississippi ; has extensive commerce ; and is a large meat-packing
center. Its manufactures include macMnery, agricultural implements,
furniture, boots and shoes, etc. It was settled in 1838, and became
a city in 1854. It is remarkable for its rapid growth. Population
(1900), 163,065. St.-Faul (san-pol'). A seaport on the island of
Reunion, Indian Ocean, situated on the northwest coast. St. Faul, or
Faulus. Mendelssohn's first oratorio, produced in 1836 at Diisseldorf.
St. Faul's (pWz). A cathedral in London, begun 1675, according to
the designs of Sir Christopher-Wren, in place of the old cathedral of
the llth-13th centuries, which was destroyed in the great fire of
1666. Old St. Paul's was a very notable church, 590 feet long, and
with a 14th-century wooden central spire 460 feet high. The existing
cathedral was first used for divine service in 1697, and was
completed in 1710, the cost being about 83,600,000. In plan and
architecture it is akin to St. Peter's at Home, but only one half as
great in area, and relatively longer and narrower. Its dimensions are
500 by 118 feet ; length of transeptsj 260 ; inner height of dome,
225 ; height to top of cross, 364 ; diameter of dome, 112 feet— the
diameter of that of St. Peter's being 139i feet, and of the Pantheon
143. The exterior is classical, with two stories ; the front and
transepts are pedimented, and the former is flanked by bell-towers.
The St. Fetersburg upper story on the sides is merely a mask, the
actual structure of lofty nave and low aisles being the same as in a
medieval cathedral. The dome is magnificent : itiis perhaps the most
imposing in existence. Its drum is surrounded by a range of
Corinthian columns, and it is surmounted by a lantern. The interior is
impressive fron^ its size, and is not dwarfed like St. Peter's by
disproportionate size of its classical details ; but its decoration is far
from finished, and the eflfect is bare and cold. The vaulted crypt, like
the church itself, contains many tombs of famous men. The modern
reredos, in the Italian £enaissanc& style, is elaborately sculptured.
St. Paul's Bay. A bay on the northern coast of Malta, the traditional
scene of Paul's shipwreck. St. Paul's Churchyard. The open space
surrounding St. Paul's Cathedral, London. St. Paul S Rocks. A group
of islets in the Atlantic Ocean, east of South America, situatedl in lat.
0° 55' N., long. 29° 23' W. St. Paul Without the Walls. A famous
4thoentury basilica at Rome, unfortunately burned in 1823. The
original plans have been reproduced as faraa possible. The original
facade, the tribune with its important mosaics, and a number of
antique columns survive. The rich interior is 411 feet long, the
transepts 214feet. The flat wooden ceiling is elaborately carved. Th&
main cloister is a beautiful work of the 13th century, with, round
arcades and coupled columns in great variety. St. Peter (pe'tSr) , The
capital of Nicollet County, Minnesota, situated on the Minnesota
River 62 miles southwest of St. Paul. Population (1900), 4,302. St.
Peter, Lake. An expansion of the St. Lawrence above Three Rivers.
Length, 20 miles. Width, 9 miles. St. Feter Port. A seaport, chief
town of Guernsey, Channel Islands, situated on the east side. It is a
watering-place, and has a Gothic town church. Population (1891),
16,658. St. Peter's (pe't^rz). The metropolitan church of the Roman
see. The ancient basilica had become ruinous in 1460, and it was
decided to replace it. Littlewas accomplished until 1506, when the
carrying out of the plans of Bramante was begun. Advance was slow
until 1634, when Michelangelo's designs were substituted ; but the
dome was not completed until 1690, and the basilica, was dedicated
only in 1626. The plan is a Latin cross, 613J; by 446J feet, with
rounded apse and transepts, and a vestibule. The height of the nave
is 152J feet, its width 874. The interior diameter of the dome is
139^ feet, its height tothe top of the cross 448. The architecture is
heavy pseudoBoman, all the members being of such huge size that
much of the natural effect of magnitude is lost. The interior is
lavishly decorated with stucco ornament and gilding, with colossal
statues of saints. The pedimented dome,, resting on its four
enormous piers, is one of the most magnificent achievements of
architecture. The high altar is canopied with a bronze baldacchino 95
feet high, with spiral columns. Parts of the walls and vaults are
covered with mosaics. There are many papal and princely tombs'
rich in statuary, some of it fine. The spacious crypts arein part of the
time of Constantino, and contain many interesting memorials and art
works. St. Petersburg (pe't6rz-b6rg). A government of Russia,
bounded by the Gulf of Finland, Finland, Lake Ladoga, and the
governments of Olonetz, Novgorod, Pskoff, Livonia, and Esthonia.
The surface is generally level. It corresponds to the ancient
Ingermanland. Area, 20,760 square miles. Population (1890),
1,688,200. St. Petersburg. [F. Saint-P^tersbourg, G. Sanlet-
Petersbwg, Petersburg, Russ. SanTctpeterburg, Peterburg.] The
capital of the Russian empire, situated in the government of St.
Petersburg, at the mouth of the Neva, in lat. 60°' N., long. 30° 19' E.
it stands partly on the mainland and partly on low islands formed by
the mouths of: the river. It is the Icrgest city in the empire, and
thefifth in population of Europe ; has important manufactures,
including cotton, leather, glass, porcelain ; and has extensive
commerce, foreign (directly and through Kronstadt) and internal, by
its system of railways and by the Neva and its connections. St
Isaac's Cathedral is a building of Eenaissance style, imposing from its
size (364 by 316 feet) and the magnificence of its materials ;
completed after the middle of this century. The plan is a Greek cross
crowned by a fine dome 336feet high, with Ian tern and cross. From
each face projects an octastyle Corinthian portico with columns 60
feet high, the shafts monoliths of polished granite, and the capitals
of bronze. The pediments are filled with sculpture in bronze. The
huge doors are of bronzecovered withreliefs. In theinteriorthe
iconostasis is adorned with remarkable columns of malachite, over
30 feet high, and its royal doors are fianked by great pillars of lapis
lazuli. The Kazan cathedral is in plan a Latin cross with hexastyle
porticos before the nave and transepts, and an apsidal chevet.
Though one third smaller ffian St. Isaac's, it is still an imposing
structure. The chief entrance, which is in the north transept, is
preceded by curved porticos of admirable effect, in imitation of those
of St. Peter's, Bome. The dome rests on 4 piers from which extend 4
flue double ranges of columns with granite shafts and bronze
capitals and bases. The iconostasis is of silver, from the spoils of
Napoleon I.; the cathedral contains many other martial trophies. The
Cathedral of St. Peter and St. Paul, in the fortress, has been since
the foundation of St. Petersburg the mausoleum of Russian
sovereigns. In plan it is rectangular, 3-ai5led, 98 by 210 feet; it is
rococo in style and crowned by a slender pyramidal spire, of Dutch
design, 302 feethigh, covered with gildedcopper. The imperial tombs
are interesting, and the icons and other church ornaments of
extreme richness. The interior contains a great number of warlike
trophies. The palace of the grand duke Michael,
 St. Petersburg tmflt 1820, Is architecturally the finest
palace in St. Petersbupfr, and of a stateliness and harmony of design
which would command attention anywhere. The garden front
presents long ranges of Corinthian columns resting on a single story
of rusticated masonry, the total height being 87 feet. Hie 12 columns
of the central portion stand free, torming'a portico. At each end a
pavilion proj eots slightly, and is adorned by six engaged columns
surmounted by a pediment The opposite front is of varied but
kindred disposition. The entrance-hall, with the grand staircase, is 80
feet square, and all the interior arrangements are at once
appropriate and magnificent. The cottage of Peter the Great, built by
the czar in 170S, and inhabited by him during the building of St.
Petersburg, is carefully preserved as a memorial, and contains many
relics of Peter. It is 20 by 65 feet, of wood, with 2 rooms and a
kitchen. The czar's bedroom is now arranged as a chapel. The
Moscow gate, a fine triumphal arch in aneo-Greek style, ■was
erected in 1SS8 in commemoration of Kussian victories in Poland,
Turkey, and Persia. Twelve columns, 68 feet high and 17 in diameter,
support an attic which bears 12 angels in relief and inscriptions.
Other objects of interest are the winter palace. Hermitage (which
see), Anitchkoff palace, Nikolai and Alexander bridges, equestrian
statue of Peter the Great, and Alexander column. The Nevskii
Prospekt is the principal street. The city is the seat of the imperial
library (over 1,000,000 vols.). Academy of Sciences (with rich
collections), Academy of Arts, various museums, military, mining,
naval, medical, and other schools, and learned societies. The
university, founded in 1810, has faculties of history and philosophy,
physics and mathematics, law, and Oriental studies, ana is attended
by abou 1 3,000 students. The winter is long and the climate
unhealthy. St. Petersburg was founded by Peterthe Great in 1703,
and thousands were compelled by the emperor to remove their
residences to it. It was largely developed by Catharine II., Alexander
I., and Nicholas. Population 0897), 1,267,023. St. Peter's College, or
Peterhouse (pe'ttohous). The oldest college of Cambridge UniTersity,
England, founded as a hospital in 1257 and as a college 1280-86 by
Hugh de Balsham, bishop of Ely, andnamedfrom the parish church of
St. Peter, which was at first used by the scholars for their devotions.
Only parts of the original buildings remain. St.-Pierre. See St. Peter
Port. St.-Pierre (san-pySr' ). 1 . A small rocky island belonging to
France, south of Newfoundland and southeast of Miquelon. it is
connected by cable with France and the United States. The
inhabitants are engaged in the cod-fishery. Area, 10 square miles.
Population, with Miquelon (1888), 6,664. 2. A town on the island of
St.-Pierre. Population (1883), 4,365. St.-Pierre. Aseaportand the
commercial center of Martinique, French West Indies. It was totally
destroyed by an eruption of Mount Pel6e on May 8, 1002. About
40,000 people in St.-Plerre and vicinity were killed. St.-Pierre. A
seaport on the island of Reunion, Indian Ocean, situated on the
southern coast. Population, about 28,000. Saint-Pierre, Bernardin de.
See Bemardin de Saint-Pierre. St.-Pol-de-L6on (san'p61'd6-la-8n')-
Atownin the department of Finistfere, France, situated near the
English Channel 32 miles northeast of Brest. The cathedral is a
beautiful 13th-century building, with west front flanked by twin
spires, a splendid rose lin the south transept, and a large porch on
the south side. The interior is very beautiful and graceful — the
finest in jBrittany. The choir is inclosed by a good screen, and
posBesses handsome 16tb-century stalls. The Chapelle de Creizker is
chiefly 14th- and 16th-centttry work. Population (1891), commune,
7,430. Salnt-Preuz (san-pr6'). The lover of Julie, a leading
characterin Rousseau's novel "La nouvelle H61oise." Saint-Priest
(san-pre'), Alexis Gkiignard, Comtede.
BoruatSt.Petersburg,April23,1805: died at Moscow, Sept. 29, 1851. A
French historian and diplomatist. His best-known work is "Histoire de
la conqufite de Naples par Charles d'Anjou" (1847-48). St.-Privat-la-
Montagne (san -pre-va'la - m6ntany'). A village 8 miles northwest of
Metz. See Gravelotte. St.-Quentin (san-kon-tan'). A city in the
department of Aisne, France, situated on the Somme 25 miles
northwest of Laon. it is the center of an important manufacturing
district, the leading manufactures being cotton and woolen goods.
The collegiate church, chiefly of the 13th century, ranks among the
most admirable examples of Pointed architecture. The h6tel de ville
is a typical Flemish Pointed municipal building. The city, -which
stands on the site of the Boman Augusta Veromanduorum, was
sacked by the Normans in the 9th century. It was the chief town of
the former Vermandoia. Two battles have been fought in its
neighborhood: the army of Philip II. under Philibert Emmanuel, duke
of Savoy, defeated the French under the Constable de Montmorency,
Aug. 10, 1557 ; and the Germans under Von Giiben defeated the
French under Faidherbe, Jan. 19, 1871. The glace repulsed a
German attack Oct. 8, 1870, but was taken y the Germans Oct. 21.
Pop. (1901), commune, 60,150. Saint-E^al (san-ra-al'), Cdsar
Vichard, Abb6 de. Bom at Chamb^ry, Prance, 1639: died there,
1692. A French historian. He went to Paris early in life, and devoted
himself to the study of history. He went to London, but returned
shortly to Paris, and in 1679 to Chamb^ry, where he became
historiographer 886 to the Duke of Savoy. His principal work was the
" Conjuration des Espagnols centre Venise " (1672), which was the
basis of Otway's "Venice Preserved. St. Begis (re'jis). An Iroquois
reservation situated on the St. Lawrence Kiver, partly in Quebec,
Canada, and partly in New York, 45 miles northeast of Ogdensburg.
St.-Eemy (san-re-me'). A town in the department of Bouches-du-
Rh6ne, France, 14 miles northeast of Aries. Near it (about li miles
distant) are antiquities from the Koman town of Glanum Livii. The
Boman triumphal arch, noted for its beautiful proportions and
ornament, and for its fine reliefs of bound prisoners attended by
women, is of date about 100 A. D. The Boman mausoleum, called
tomb of the Julii, is of pyramidal outline, about 60 feet high, and
includes 2 stories above a square basement encircled by reliefs of
military scenes. The lower story is a structure pierced by archways
and decorated with Corinthian semi-columns, and the upper is a
circular edicule with 10 Corinthian columns and a domical root
sheltering 2 statues. This beautiful monument is assigned to the
early empire. Saint-Rend Taillandier. See Taillandier. St.-Biciuier
(san're-kya'), or St.-Ricnuier. A town in the department of Somme,
France, 19 miles northwest of Amiens, its abbey was notable. The
Flamboyant abbey church has a lavishly sculptured facade with a
single graceful tower, elaborate vaulting, and fine choir-stalls. The
choir is of earlier date. The sacristy is frescoed with a curious "Dance
of Death." Population (1891), commun&l,476. St. Eonan's well. A
novel by Sir Walter Scott, published in 1824. St. Boaue, Cape. See
SSo Soque. Saint-SrUtn (san-riit')- Died 1691. A French general. He
commanded the Jacobite forces in Ireland in 1691, and fell at the
battle of Aghrim in that year. Saint-Saens (san -son'), Charles
Camille. Bom at Paris, Oct. 9, 1835. AnotedFrench composer and
pianist. He began to study the piano at the age of seven, in 1847
entered the Conservatoire, and was the pupil of Hal^vy, Beber,
Benolt, and Gounod. In 1861 he composed his first symphony. He
was organist of St. Merri in 1863, and of the Madeleine 1868-77. He
composed several operas, but his instrumental music and
orchestration have brought him fame. His musical criticisms, written
for various periodicals, were collected and published in 1886 as "
Harmonic et m^lodie." Among his works are the symphonic poems
"Phaeton," "Le rouet d'Omphale," "Danse Macabre," "La jeunesse
d'Hercule, etc.," a " Suite alg^rienne," Symphonies in B(j, A minor,
and C minor, abarcaxolle "UnenuitkLisbonne,"several masses, and
much vocal, pianoforte, and chamber music. Saint-Sauveur(san-s6-
v6r'). A watering-place in the department of Hautes-Pyr6n6es,
France, situated on the Gave de Pau 29 miles south of Tarbes :
noted for hot sulphur springs. Saintsbury (sants'bu-ri), George
Edward Bateman. Bom at Southampton, Oct. 28, 1845. An English
literary critic and historian. He was educated at Oxford (Merton
College), where he graduated in 1867. He was classical master at
Elizabeth College, Gu ernsey, 1868-74, and head-master of the Elgin
Educational Institute 1874-76. Soon after 1876 he established
himself in London. He has published a " Primer of French literature "
(1880), " Dryden " in English Men of Letters (1881), "A Short History
of French Literature " (1882), " French Lyrics: Selected and
Annotated "(1883), "Marlborough "in English Worthies (1885), a "
History of Elizabethan Literature " (1887), " Essays on English
Literature " (1891)^ "Essays on French Novelists " (1891), etc. St.
Sebastian. See San Sebastian. St. Sepulcbxe (sep'ul-ker). A church in
Cambridge, England, commonly known as the Round Church : a
Norman building dating from 1101. It is the oldest of the four
circular churches surviving in England. St.-Servan (san-ser-von'). A
seaport in the department of ILle-et-Vilaine, France, situated on the
Ranee opposite St.-Malo. Population (1891). commune, 11,608.
Saints Everlasting Rest, The. A religious work by Richard Baxter,
published in 1650. Saint-Simon (san-se-m6n' ; Anglicized sant
si'mon), Claude Henri, Comte de. Bom at Paris, Oct. 17, 1760: died
there. May 19, 1825. A French philosopher, the founder of French
socialism. Hecame of an ancient and noble though impoverished
family, studied under D'Alembert, and served as a volunteer in the
American Eevolution. He was prevented by his aristocratic birth from
playing a prominent part In the French Eevolution (being indeed for
a time imprisoned), but accumulated a fortune by speculating in
confiscated lands, and devoted himself to the study of philosophy.
The latter years of his life were spent in poverty, hisf ortune having
been wasted in costly experiments. His first work, "(Lettres d'un
habitant deGeniveksescontemporaius," appeared in 1802 ; but it was
not until 1817 that a distinct approach to a system of socialism was
made in " L'Industrie." The fullest exposition of his socialistic views,
which are frequently confused and contradictory, is that given in his
"Nouveau Christianisme" (1825). These views were developed by his
disciples into the complete system known as St.-Simonism. "
According to this system the state should become possessed of all
property ; the distribution of the products of the common labor of
the community should not, however, be an equal one, but each
person should be rewarded according to the services he has
rendered the state, the active and able receiving a larger share than
the slow aud dull ; and inheritance should be abolished, as
otherwise men would be rewarded accordSt. Vincent Island ing to
the merits of their parents and not according to their own. The
system proposes that all should not be occupied alike, but difierently,
according to their vocation and capacity, the labor of each being
assigned, like grades in a regiment, by the will of the directing
authority." (y. 5. jtf«i, Polit. Econ.,11. i. §4.) Among his other works
are *' De la reorganisation de la so6i6t6 europ^enne " (1814),
"L'Organisateur," "Syst6meindustriel,"and "CMcbisme des industriels
" (1824). Saint-Simon, Due de (Louis de Rouvroy). Born Jan. 15,
1675 : died on his estate Laf ert6, March 2, 1755. A French soldier,
statesman, and writer. He was in the military service of Louis XIV.;
and was a member of the council of regency at the beginning of the
reign of Louis XV. In 1721 he was ambassador to Spain. His
celebrated " M^moires " on French affairs and the court during the
last part of the reign of Louis XIV. and the beginning of the reign of
Louis XV. (a period of about SO years) were first published in a
complete form by Sautelet under the title "M^moirescomplets et
authentiques du due de Saint-Simon sur le si&cle de Louis XIV. et la
r^gence " (20 vols. 1829-30). An improved edition by Ch^ruel and
B^gnier appeared 1856-68 (new ed. 1872-). St. Simon's (si'monz)
Island, An island on the coast of Georgia, 60 miles south by west of
Savannah. Length, 10 miles. St. Sophia. See Sophia, Santa. St.-
Sulpice (san-sul-pes'). A large church at Paris, built by Louis XIV. The
facade of two superposed classical porticos is between square
pedimented towers with cylindrical tops. The interior has a nave,
aisles, and many chapels, with ovoid vaulting and a low dome at the
crossing. The dimensions are 462 by 183 feet ; height of vaulting,
108. There are many important frescos, including notable works by
Eugene Delacroix. St. Thomas (tom'as). An island of the West
Indies, belonging to Denmark, situated east of Porto Rico, in lat. 18°
20' N., long. 64° 56' W. Chief town, Charlotte Amalie. In 1870 the
United States Senate refused to ratify a treaty for the purchase of
tills island from Denmark, and in 1902 a treaty ceding the Danish
West Indies to the United States was defeated in the Bigsdag. Area,
32 square miles. Population (1890), 12,019. St. Thomas. [Pg. SSo
Thom4.'] An island belonging to Portugal, situated in the Gulf of
Guinea, off the western coast of Africa, in lat. 0° 20' N., long. 6° 43'
E. The surface is volcanic and mountainous, and the climate
unhealthy. Coif ee and cacao are produced. The island was
discovered by the Portuguese about 1470. Area, 358 square miles.
Population (1878), 18,266. St. Thomas. The capital of Elgin County,
Ontario, Canada, situated 75 miles west-southwest . of Hamilton.
Population (1901), 11,485. St. Ubes. See Setubal. St.-Valery-en-Caux
(san-val-re'on-ko'). A seaport and watering-place in the department
of Seiue-Inf6rieure, Prance, situated on the English Channel 34 miles
north-northwest of Rouen. Population (1891), commune, 4,014. ■
St.-Valery-sur-Somme (-siir-som'). A seaport in the department of
Somme, Prance, situated at the entrance of the Somme into the
English Channel, 36 miles northwest of Amiens. William I. embarked
here for the conquest of England in 1066. Population (1891),
commune, 3,541. Saint-Victor (san-vek-tor'), Paul Jacques Raymond
Binsse, Comte de (usually known as Paul de Saint- Victor). Bom at
Paris, July 11, 1825: died there, July 9, 1881. A French critic. In
1848 he became the secretary of Lamartine ; in 1866 theatrical,
artistic, and literary critic for "La Fresse"; and in 1870 inspector-
general of fine arts. He is noted as a stylist. Among his works are "
Hommes et dieux," a collection of studies (1867) ; " Les femmes de
Goethe " (1869) ; " Les dieux et les demi-dieux de la peinture"
(1863), with Gautier and Honssaye; "Les deux masques," a history
of the stage, unfinished. St. Vincent (vin'sent). An island of the
British West Indie,s, situated west of Barbados in lat. 13° 9' N., long.
61° 13' W. Capital, Kingstown . Its surface is mountainous, and near
the northern end there is a volcano, the Soufrifere : in 1812 (April
27May 1) there was a violent eruption, and in 1902 (May 7 and
later) ; the latter was very destructive of life. Sugar, molasses,
arrowroot, etc., are exported. The island was ceded by the French to
the British in 1763. Area, 148 square miles. Population (1891),
41,054. St. Vincent, Cape. 1. A cape at the southwestern extremity
of Portugal, projecting into the Atlantic in lat. 37° 1' N., long. 8° 58'
W. A naval victory was gained off this cape, Feb. 14, 1797, by the
British fleet of 15 vessels under Jervis over the Spanish fleet of 27
vessels, 4 of which were captured. 3. A cape on the western coast of
Madagascar, in lat. 21° 54' S., long. 43° 20' E. St. Vincent, Earl of.
See Jervis, John. St. Vincent, Gulf of. -An arm of the sea indenting
South Australia, situated east of Yorke Peninsula, which separates it
from "Spencer Gulf. Length, 100 miles. St. Vincent Island. An island
in the Gulf of Mexico, situated near the mouth of the Appalachicola
River, Florida.
 St.-Yrieix St.^Trleiz (saA-te-ryaks ' ) . A town in the
department of Haute-Vienne, Prance, situated on the Loue 24 miles
south of Limoges. Kaolin-quarries were discovered here in 1765.
Population (1891), commune, 8,711. Saiph (sa-if'). [Ar.] The third-
magnitude star K (Jrionis, in the giant's right knee. Sals (sa'is). [Gr.
2dif.] £ ancient geography, a city in the Delta, on the Eosetta branch
of the Nile, Egypt, about lat. 31° N. its rains are nearthe modern
village of Sa-el-hugar. It wag an important denter of commerce and
learning ; was at times the capital of lower Egypt ; and furnished
Itings to the Saitic dynasties (the 21th, 26th, and 28th). The chief
local deity was Neith. Saisan, Lake. See Zaisan. Sai<3 (sho'yo). A
river in northern Hungary which joins the Theiss 40 miles northwest
of Debreczin. Near it, in 1241, the Mongols defeated the Hungarians
under King B^la IV, Length, ahout 12S miles. Sak (sak). A small salt
lake in the western part of the Crimea, Bussia, situated
nearPupatoria and the Black Sea coast. Sakai (sa'kl). A port near
Osaka, in Japan, Population (1891), 45,563. Sakalava (sEl-k£i-
lS>'v9.). A collective name for the native tribes which occupy the
western part of Madagascar. Sakanderabad. See Secunderabad.
Sakaria (sa-ka-re'a). A river in northwestern Asia Minor: the ancient
Sangarius. it flows into the Black Sea 93 miles east of
Constantinople. The principal tributaries are the Fursak and Engnri
Su. Length, about 320 miles. It is not navigable. Sakhrah (sakh'ra),
[Ar. as-Sakhrdh, the rook.] In Mohammedan belief, a sacred rock in
Jerusalem on which the temple was erected, and on which the
mosque of Omar stands. Sakkara (sak-ka'ra). A village near llhe
ancient Memphis, in Egypt. Near it are important remains of
antiquity. The Apis mausoleum (or Serapeum, as it is often called,
though the Serapeum, the temple which stood above
thesubteiTanean mausoleum, hasceased to exist), a famous
sanctuary of the ancient Egyptian cult, was discovered by Mariette in
1860, when the great avenue of sphinxes which preceded the
Serapeum was excavated. Access to the Apis tombs is by a sloping
subterranean passage. They consist of three groups, beginning in
the 18th dynasty (about 1700 b. 0.). The fii-st two groups arethe
least interesting, and are now again inaccessible. The third group,
extending from Psammetichus I. of the 26th dynasty (about 650 B.
C.) to about 50 B. o., consists of a series of burial-chambers opening
from huge galleries about 1,200 feet in extent Every Apis was buried
in a granite sarcophagus about 13 feet long, 7i wide, and 11 high.
The Step Pyramid of Sakkarah is believed to be the oldest pyramid in
Egypt. It is assigned with probability to the 4th Pharaoh of the 1st
dynasty. It consists of S steps or stages with sloping sides ; its
present height is about 197 feet, and its base measurement 361 by
394. Unlike the other pyramids, it is not oriented toward the cardinal
points. There are a number of interior chambers connected by a
labyrinth of passages, and a deep dome-shaped excavation ki the
rock in the axis beneath the base. Some of the chambers are
incrusted with blue-green vitri&ed tiles. Sakya-Muni, See Buddha.
Sala (sa'lsi), George Augustus Henry. Bom at London, 1828 : died
Dec. 8, 1895. An English noveUst, journalist, and miscellaneous
writer. He was correspondent of the London " Telefraph" in the
United States during the Civil War, in ranee in 1870-71, in Huasia in
1876, and in Australia in 18S5. He founded " Temple Bar," and was
its first editor. Among his works are the novel "Seven Sons of
Mammon " (1861), "A Journey Due North, etc." (1858), "My Diary in
America in the Midst of War " (1866), " From Waterloo to the
Peninsula," " Some and Venice," " Under the Sun, etc." (1872), " A
Journey Due South ■' (1886), etc. Sala del Maggior Consiglio
(sa'ladel mS,d'jdr kon-sel'yo), or Hall of tSe Council of Nobles. In the
Ducal Palace, Venice, an imposing room, 175 feet long,
84wide,and51 high, begun in 1310. It was originaUT painted
throughout by Titian, Tintoretto, tlie Bellini, and Paolo Veronese, out
was destroyed by fire in 1677. As restored, the sides are completely
covered, except the window-spaces, with paintings by Tintoretto and
the later Venetians, and the ceiling contains Paolo Veronese's
masterpiece, the " Apotheosis of Venice," framed in gilded ornament
and surrounded with other priceless paintings. Saladin (sal'a-din)
(Salah-ed d!n Yusuf ion Ayub). Born at Tekrit, 1137 : died at
Damascus, March, 1193, A famous sultan of Egypt and Syria. He
became vizir in Egypt about 1169; suppressed the Fatimlte dynasty
in 1171 ; was proclaimed sultan about 1174 ; and conquered
Damascus and the greater part of Syria. He endeavored to drive the
Cliristians from Palestine; totally defeated them near Tiberias in
1187, taking prisoner Guy de Lusignan (king of Jerusalem), Chfttillon
(grand master of the Templars), and many others ; and captured
Acre, Jerusalem, Ascalon, etc. The fall of Jerusalem brought on the
scene a powerful army of Crusaders under Bichard the Lion-Hearted
and Philip II. of France, which captured Acre in 1191. Eichard took
Csesarea and Jaffa, and forced Saladin to accept a truce for three
years in 1192. Scott introduces him in "The Talisman" disguised as
the Arabian physician Adonbec and as Ilderim. fialado (sa-la'THo),
Rio. [Sp.,' salt river.'] 1. A river in the Argentine EepubUc which joins
the Parand, on the western side, about 100 miles 887 north of
Bosario. Length, about 1,000 miles. This, and other smaller rivers of
the same name in the republic, are brackish or salty in their lower
courses. 3. One of the most considerable streams in Arizona, and the
main tributary of the Gila, which it joins below the town of Phenix.
The Salado is formed in the Apache reservation by the junction of
the White Mountain and Black rivers, and its main course is nearly
from east to west. Its waters are very saline, as they pass through
large salt-deposits shortlyafter the junction of the two rivers
mentioned. On its banks are interesting aboriginal ruins. 3. A small
riverin the province of Cadiz, Spain, which flows into the Atlantic
near Tarifa. On its banks, in 1340, the Moors were defeated by
Alfonso XI. of Castile and Alfonso IV. of Portugal. Salamanca (sa-la-
man'ka). Aprovince of Spain, in the ancient Leon, bounded by
Zamora and Yalladolid on the north, Avila on the east, Caoeres on
the south, and Portugal on the west, it is flat and hilly in the north
and-mountainous in the south. Area, 4,940 square miles. Population
(1887), 314,424. Salamanca. The capital of the province of
Salamanca, situated on the Tormes about lat, 41° N., long. 5° 37' W.
: the Eoman Salmantioa. The river is crossed here by an ancient
Koman bridge. The manufactures and commerce of Salamanca were
formerly important. Among its notable buildings are the old and new
cathedrals. It contains also the Convent of San Esteban, which
sheltered Columbus 1484-86. The church is of the period of
transition between Pointed and Kenaissance. The front is most
elaborately sculptured with figures and arabesques inclosed in a
great round arch. The choir is elevated on a broad flat arch at the
west end. The cloisters are light and have good sculpture. The once
celebrated university was founded in 1415. Salamanca was the chief
town of the ancient Vettones. Salamanca was taken by Hannibal in
222 B. 0., and was recovered from the Moors in the llth century.
Population (1887), 22,199. Salamanca, Battle of, A battle fought July
22, 1812, at Arapiles, near Salamanca, in which the British army
under Wellington defeated the French under Marmont. Salamanca,
Council or Junta of, A meeting held at Salamanca, apparently in the
winter of 1486-87, to consider the projects of Columbus. King
Ferdinand had referred them to Talavera to be laid by him before a
gathering of scholars. The opinions of the majority were against
Columbus. Probably the importance of this council has been
overestimated. There seems no reason to suppose that at best it
was anything more than some informal conference of Talavera with a
few councilors, and in no way associated with the prestige of the
university of Salamanca. The registers of the university, which begin
back of the assigned date for such council, have been examined in
vain for any reference to it. Winsor, Christopher Columbus, p. 162.
Salamis (sal'a-mis). [Gr. 2a/la/iif.] l.AnisIand of ancient Greece,
situated in the Saronic Gulf, south of Attica, and opposite the harbor
of Athens, in early times it was independent, and was contended for
by the Megarians and Athenians. It was acquired by Athens in the
beginning of the 6th century B. 0. ; passed to Macedon in 318 ; and
was restored to Athens about 232 B. c. A famous naval victory was
gained in tlie bay between Salamis and Attica, Sept. 20, 480 B. C, by
the Greek fleet under Themistocles and Eurybiades over the
Persians. It was one of the decisive battles of the Persian wars.
Length, 10 miles. 2. A city on the south coast of the island of
Salamis, later transferred to the east coast. Salamis. Li ancient
geography, a city on the eastern coast of Cyprus. Teucer was its
reputed founder. In the Eoman period it was rebuilt as Constantia. A
naval victory was gained near Salamis, 306 B. C, by Demetrius
Poliorcet^ over Ptolemy and his allies. Salammbo (sa-lam-bo'). A
novel by Gustavo Flaubert, the history of Hannibal's sister
Salammbd, published in 1862. Salang (sa-lang'). An island in the
Indian Ocean, belonging to Siam. SalaniO (sa-la'ni-6) and Salarino
(sa-la-re'no). Two characters in Shakspere's "Merchant of Venice."
Then: names were confused by the early compositors, and the
spellings are various. A third character, Salerio, was added to the
dramatis personse by Steevens in his attempt to solve the difficulty,
but Dyce, Furness, and others consider it unwarranted and the
character to be SalaniO misspelled. See Saterio. Salankeman, or
Salankamen. See Slankamen. Salassi (sa-las'i). In ancient history, a
Celtic or Ligurian tribe which occupied the valley of the Dora Baltea,
nerthwestem Italy. They were in conflict with the Bomans 143 B. 0.
and later, and were finally subdued in 26 B. o. A Eoman colony was
planted at the modem Aosta. Salathiel (sa-la'thi-el). A romance by
George Groly, published in 1827, on the subject of the Wandering
Jew. Salaverry (sa-la-va're), Felipe Santiago de. Born at Lima, May 3,
1806: died at Arequipa, Feb. 19, 1836. A Peruvian general. He
headed nnsuccessful revolts in 1833, and commanded a division in
the campaign against Gamarra in 1834. Behig in command of the
castle at Callao, which he had taken, he declared against President
Orbegoso during the latter's abSalerno sence (Feb. 28, 1835) ;
deposed the vice-president ; and on Feb. 26 proclaimed himself
supreme chief of Peru. He was soon acknowledged by all the country
except Arequipa. Orbegoso invited the aid of Santa Cruz, president
of Bolivia, who marched into Peru, defeated, captured, and shot
Salaverry, and established the Peruvian-Bolivian Confederation.
Salaverry was a brilliant leader and extremely popular. Salawatti, or
Salawati (sa-la-wa'te), or Salwatti (sal-wat'te). An island lying near
the northwestern extremity of NewGuinea. Length, about 30 miles.
Salayer (sa-li'er), or Saleiyer (sa-li'yer), or Saleyer (sa-B'er), or
Silayara (se-li'a-ra). An island directly south of Celebes, East Indies,
belonging to the Dutch. Area, estimated, 180 square miles. Salayer
Islands, A group eonsisting^of Salaver and some neighboring
islands. Population (1880), 66,276. SaldanhaBay(sai-da'nS;Orsai-
dan'yaba). An inlet of the Atlantic Ocean, on the western coast of
Cape Colony, 60 miles north-northwest of Cape Town. Here a Dutch
fleet of 6 ships surrendered to Elphinstone Aug. 16 (17?), 1796.
Length, about 17 miles. Saldanha de 01i7eira e Daun (sSl-dan'ya de
6-le-va'ra e doun), JoEo Carlos de, Duke of Saldanha from 1846.
Bom at Lisbon, Nov. 17, 1791 : died at London, Nov. 21, 1876. A
Portuguese statesman and general. He was a moderate
constitutionalist, and supported Dom Pedro against Dom Miguel,
whose forces he defeated in 1834. He was prime minister in 1835,
1846-49, 1851-66, and 1870. He was ambassador at London at the
time of his death. Said. See Sallee. Sale (sal). A town in
Cheshire,England, 5 miles southwest of Manchester. Population
(1891), 9,644. Sale, George, Bom in England, probably about 1680 :
died in London, Nov. 14, 1736. An English Orientalist, best known
from his translation of the Koran (1734). His Oriental MSS. are in the
Bodleian Library, Oxford, Salee, or Saleh, See Sallee. Saleiyer. See
Salayer. Salem (sa'Iem). [LL. Salem, Gr. lalfjfi, Heb. Shalem.'j 1. The
name of the place of which Melchizedek was king. It seems to be
impossible now to identify it with certainty. — 3. An ancient name of
Jerusalem : still used rhetorically and in poetry. Salem, A city, one of
the capitals of Essex County, Massachusetts, situated on a peninsula
between North and South rivers, and on Massachusetts Bay, in lat.
42° 31' N., long. 70° 54' W. It has flourishing coasting-trade and
manufactures, particularly of leather. Next to Plymouth, it is the
oldest town in the State. It was settled by John Endicott in 1628 ;
was noted in connection with the witchcraft delusion in 1692; and
was extensively engaged in privateering in the Eevolution. At the
end of the 18th and the beginning of the 10th century it was famous
for its foreign commerce with the East Indies, etc. It has been the
home of many noted men. It was the birthplace and for several
years the residence of Hawthorne. It became a city in 1836.
Population (1900), 35,966. Salem. A city, capital of Salem County,
New Jersey, situated on Salem Creek 31 miles southwest of
Philadelphia. Population (1900), 5,811. Salem. A city in Columbiana
County, eastern Ohio, 62 miles southeast of Cleveland. Population
(1900), 7,582. Salem. A city, capital of Oregon and of Marion County,
situated on the Willamette in lat. 44° 56' N. It has extensive
manufaetures.especially of woolens, flour, and tobacco ; and is the
seat of Willamette University (Methodist). Population (1900), 4,268.
Salem. Thecapital of Eoanoke County, Virginia, situated on Staunton
Eiver 55 miles west of Lynchburg. It is the seat of Eoanoke College.
Population (1900), 3,412. Salem. 1. A district in Madras, British
India, intersected by lat. 12° N., long. 78° E. Area, 7,529 square
miles. Population (1891), 1,962,591. — 2. The capital of the district
of Salem, situated on the river Tirumanimuttar about lat. 11° 39' N.,
long. 78° 12' E. Population (1891), 67,710. Salemi (sa-la'me). A
town in the province of Trapani, Sicily, 41 miles southwest of
Palermo the ancient Halicyse. Population, 11,512. Salerio (sa-le'ri-6).
A messenger from Venice; a character in Shakspere's "Merchant of
Venice." See SalaniO, Salerno (sa-16r'no; It. pron. sa-ler'no). 1. A
province in Italy (formerly called PrincipatoCiteriore), in the kingdom
of Naples. Area, 1,916 square miles. Population (1891), 566,870. —
2. A seaport, capital of the province of Salerno, Italy, situated on the
Gulf of Salerno in lat. 40° 41' N., long. 14° 47 ' E. : the ancient Sa 
 Salerno lernum. It has some commerce and manufactures
of cotton, etc. Its chief building, the Cathedral of San Matteo, was
dedicated in 1084. It is preceded by an arcaded atrium or fore court
with 28 antique columns. The chief portal is richly sculptured with
foliage and animals, and has bronze doors with 54 panels bearing
crosses and sacred personages. Thepavementisinrichmosaic ;
theanibones, ornamented with sculpture and mosaics, rank with the
best of early medieval art. Salerno was an ancient Roman colony ;
became the seat of a Lombard principality ; and was taken by Robert
Guiscard about 1077. Its medical school was famous in the middle
ages. The university was closed in 1817. Population (1881), 22,328.
Salerno, Gulf of, or Gulf of Psestum. An ann of the Mediterranean
Sea, on the western coast of Italy, southeast of the Bay of Naples.
Sales (sal; E. salz), FranQOis. Born in Roussillon, France, 1771: died
at Camhridge, Mass., Feb. 16, 1854. A French-American scholar,
professor at Harvard. He published a Spanish grammar, and edited
Spanish and French classics. Sales, Francis of. See Francis of Sales.
Saleyer. See Salayer. SaKord (s^l'ford). A municipal and
parliamentary borough in Lancashire, England, adjoining Manchester,
from which it is separated by the Irwell. In industries and interests it
is closely connected with Manchester, of which it is practically a part.
Population (1901), 220,956. Salghir, or Salgir (sal-ger'). The principal
river of the Crimea. It flows into the Putrid Sea on the eastern coast.
Length, about 100 miles. Salian Emperors. See Franoonian
Emperors. Salian Franks, See Salii and Franks. Salieri (sa-le-a're),
Antonio. Bom at Legnano, Italy, Aug. 19, 1750: died at Vienna, May
7, 1825. Anltalian composer of operas and church music. He went to
Vienna in 1766 ; was made court kapellmeister there 1788-1824 ;
and was director of opera there 1766-90. Hia works include five
masses, a number of Te Deums and lesser church music, four
oratorios, between thirty and forty operas, etc. Among the latter are
"Les Danaides" (1784), "La Grotte de Trofonio" (1785), "Tarare" (first
produced in 1787 as "Axur, Re d'Ormus : his most noteworthy work),
and " Die Neger " (1804). Salies (sa-le'). ['Salt-springs.'] Atovraand
watering-place in the department of BassesPyr6n6es, France, 28
miles east of Bayonne. It has salt-springs. Population (1891),
commune, 6,243. Salii (sa'li-i). [lili. Salii, Franci Salii.'] AGer888
Salm-Salm, Madame 51° 4' N., long. 1° 48' W. It was formerly noted
for SallUSt (sal'ust) (OaiUS SalluStiUS OrispUS), cutlery and woolen
manufactures. Near it is Old Sarum, from which the episcopal see
was transferred in 1220. The cathedral, the most beautiful of English
ecclesiastical monuments, was begun in 1220 and finished in 1260,
in a uniform and dignified early-Pointed style. The plan has a square
chevet with projecting Lady chapel, double transepts, and long nave.
The west front, while lacking the clearness and structural propriety
of French designs, is a notable work : it is flanked by low towers,
and possesses 3 canopied portals, the central one triple. The wall-
space and that of the towers is covered with six bands of arcades
and quatrefoils, the arcades containing ranges of statues. The capital
exterior feature is the superb central tower and spire (406 feet
high). The interior is excellently proportioned, with graceful arches
and pillars but sober decoration. There is a rich modern metal choir-
screen of openwork, and there are a number of fine medieval tombs.
The dimensions of the cathedral are 473 by 99 feet ; length of west
transepts, 230 ; height of nave-vaulting, 81. The very large 13th-
century cloister is of great beauty, and the i . Vr e octagonal chapter-
house, vaulted from a central clustered SallUSt, HOUSe 01. column
and arcaded below the windows, is admirable, gallv in OUT Alley,
Population (1891), 15,980. Salisbury, Earl of. See Cecil, Mohert.
Salisbury, Jolin of. See John ^Salisbury. Bom at Amiternum, country
of the Sabines, Italy, about 86 b. c. : died about 34 B. c. A Koman
historian. He was elected tribune of the people in 62. In 60 he was
expelled from the senate by the censors on the ground, according to
some, of adulteiy with Fausta, the daughter of the dictator Sulla and
wife of T. Annius Milo, but more probably for political reasons,
inasmuch as he was an active partizan of Csesar. He accom^nied
Csesar in 46 on his African campaign, at the conclusion of which he
was appointed governor of Nuniidla, a post in which he is said to
have amassed a fortune by injustice and extortion. He wrote
"Catilina," or "Bellum Catilinarium," and "Jugurtha," or "Bellum
Jugurthinum." Sallust, Gardens of. A noted imperial pleasure-ground
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