ABSTRACT

OUTSIDE this royal city to the north there lies a mountain, or rather a high, sandy hill. On its summit and sloping sides many princes, noblemen, citizens, and common folk have joined in bitter struggles in ancient and more recent times, and with native enemies as well as foreign ers.1 Since my dearest brother Johannes, lord archbishop of Uppsala, touches upon very many of these with great accuracy and detail in his Swedish and Gota Histories, there is no reason for me to weary the reader by repeating them again.