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Who ever sees their ole friends as is swallered up by the sea? Who ever heard of Alb Kennedy since he went ter Berling as he told us for to mike his fortune? Ho, a life on the oshun wave if yer like, but not for them as has bread and cheese ashore and a good bed to go to arterwards; that's what I shall say as long as I've breath in my body."
"Ber-, Berb-, Berc-, Berd-," I read out: "Berkshire: Berham: Berhampore: that won't do: Berlin: Berling: Bernina: Berry what's that? Oh, great heavens!" my brain reeled "Berry Pomeroy!" It was as clear as day. How could I have missed it before? There it seemed to stand out almost legible on the flagstaff. I read it now with ease: "Berry Pomeroy Athletic Club."
Don't call her Yunker. Yunker means farmer." "Well, then, 'Dear Jungfru Unknown: " the boy corrected, with more flourishes. "I wish we knew who would get the box, then we should know just what to say," said little Hilma Berling. "She is probably just your age, and is named Selma," said Birger; and everyone laughed over his choice of a name.
In another romance, "Gösta Berling," she has interpreted the life of the province at Vermland, where she herself was born on a farmstead in 1858. A love of starlight, violins, and dancing, a temperament easily provoked to a laughing abandon of life's tragedy characterizes the folk of Vermland and the impecunious gentry who live in its modest manor halls.
The places and characters she has described have become so intimately associated with her stories and legends that the real names are constantly being confused with the fictitious ones she has given them in her Wonderful Adventures of Nils and Gösta Berling. Everywhere in Sweden one finds postal cards representing scenes from the Wonderful Adventures of Nils.
I hear there was a wonderful sight of brent geese up by Berling Gap yesterday but I'm keeping you standing in the cold, Miss 'I will walk back with you, said Nan, turning. 'No, Miss. No, thank you, Miss, said Sal, sturdily. 'But only as far as Lewes Crescent, said Nan, with a gentle laugh. 'You know I am going to stop there for the mutton bones.
"Do you think they should go into a den, like the bears, and sleep through the winter?" he asked. "But think of the summer, when it is light all day and all night, too," said Sigrid. "Then they have fun enough to make up for the winter." "I never could understand about our long nights in winter and our long days in summer," spoke Hilma Berling.
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