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Then suddenly there was a tremendous revulsion of popular feeling.

From being a hated tyrant and madman he was now the symbol of all that was noblest and best in the history of Sweden.

This is brought out in the next to last chapter of the book, `` A Hero's Funeral '', written in the form of an impassioned prose poem.

Slowly the procession of warriors and statesmen passes through the snow beside the black water and into the brilliantly lighted cathedral, the shrine of so many precious memories.

The guns are fired, the hymns are sung, and the body of Charles is carried down to the vault and laid beside the tombs of his ancestors.

As he had longed to be, he became the echo of a saga.