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"A month later I was told that the wedding had been put off and, fearing that this would not end well, I went straight to Bergskog and had a talk with Brita's mother. 'They are certainly making a stupid blunder down at the Ingmar Farm, I told her. 'We are satisfied with their way of doing things, she said. 'Every day we thank God that our daughter has been so well provided for."

I couldn't ask her just then how she liked it here, seeing the house was full of visitors; but when I had gone a ways into the grove she came running after me. "'Kaisa! she called, 'have you been up at Bergskog lately? "'I was there day before yesterday, I replied. "'Gracious me! were you there day before yesterday?

"'Well, you see, father, four years ago the same year that I took over the farm I was courting Brita of Bergskog. 'Let me see' says father, 'do any of our folks live at Bergskog? He seems to have lost all remembrance of how things are down on earth.

'I could hardly go on with the service when I saw them sitting in church; it was a better sermon than any I could ever preach. Ingmar will be a credit to us all, as his father before him was. 'The Dean brings us great news, said Mother Martha. 'Isn't he home yet?" asked the Dean. 'No, he is not at home; but they may have stopped at Bergskog first." "Did mother really say that?" cried Ingmar.

"Speak right out, Kaisa, for when I question you, you don't have to beat about the bush. I guess I'm able to bear anything you may have to tell me." "I must say that every time I was at Bergskog Brit always looked as if she'd been crying.

"May the Lord forgive me!" she said tearfully, "but I talked to the senator's wife at Bergskog when I should have come straight to you." "So you have been talking to the senator's wife!" And the emphasis given to the last two words spoke volumes. Ingmar had been startled from his sleep by the opening of the outside door. No one had come in, apparently; still the door stood ajar.

Many in that courtroom were moved to tears, and the judge himself had to swallow hard. He didn't give her more than three years, either. "But father does not say a word. "'It will be hard for her when fall comes, and she's sent home. They won't be glad to have her again at Bergskog. Her folks all feel that she has brought shame upon them, and they're pretty sure to let her know it, too!

He caught the sound of wagon wheels from the road, and looked out. He knew at once whose rig it was. "The senator from Bergskog is coming!" he shouted into the kitchen, where his mother was at work. Instantly fresh wood was laid on the fire and the coffee mill was set going. The senator drove into the yard, where he pulled up without alighting.