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The name is not common, and I used to know a gentleman by that name that's all." "You're a Norwegian," said Rachel. "Yes." "So am I; though I was born in this country, it may be possible that I belong to the family which you know." "I used to know Henrik Bogstad of Nordal, Norway." "That's my cousin. We have been doing work here in the temple."
"Good evening, Hansine," said he, as his horse scrambled up the path close by, "your lur made welcome music this evening." "Good evening, Hr. Bogstad," said she, "are you not lost?" "I was, nearly, until I heard you calling your cows. It is a long way up here but the air and the scenery are grand." "Yes, do you think so? I don't know anything about what they call grand scenery.
"You associate with a people known everywhere as the scum of the earth," snapped the sister, as she stood in front of him. "You are disgracing us the whole Bogstad family you but what's the use of talking to you." "Not a bit of use that way, dear sister. Suppose you answer some of my questions. You accuse, but never bring proof. You would rather believe uninformed people than me.
I thought I would have to wait until father came this evening to get home. You'll row me across, won't you?" "Why, certainly; but I thought you had gone to the saeter to stay, at least a week." "Yes, but but, I've come home again, you see." "Yes, I see," and he looked oddly at her. He had also seen Hr. Bogstad set out for the mountains two days before, and now he wondered.
"Then the light in the summer," she continued. "How I have wished to go north where the sun shines the whole twenty-four hours. Have you ever seen the Midnight Sun, Hr. Bogstad?" "No; but I have been thinking of taking a trip up there this summer, if I can get some good company to go with me. Wouldn't you " It was then that Signe hurriedly pushed her chair away and said: "Thanks for the food."
During this visit the good seed was planted, from which in due time the Lord gave an abundant harvest from among the Bogstad family and its many ramifications. One day in the temple Rachel met Signe Dahl Ames. It was Rachel's custom to keep a lookout for sisters who were new to the work that she might assist them.
You know it doesn't get dark all night now, and the air is so delicious. My thoughts go out 'Over the high mountains, as Bjornson says, and I want to be away to hear and see what the world is and has to tell me. A kind of sweet loneliness comes over me which I cannot explain." Hr. Bogstad had finished his dish. He, too, was under a spell the spell of a soft, musical voice.
Why should you? I ask myself. But there, it's only rumor. You're not going, and I'll see you again in a few days, when I shall tell you all about the rest of the trip." A smile played on Signe's face, but it soon changed to a more sober expression. What was she to cause such a commotion in the life of a man like Hr. Bogstad? That he was in earnest she knew. And here she was running away from him.
He had been devoting his attentions to Signe Dahl for some time, and now that he was home from college on a vacation, it was natural that he should follow her from the village up to the mountains. Hr. Bogstad, though young, was one of the rich men of Nordal. He had lately fallen heir to a large estate. In fact, Signe's parents, with a great many more, were but tenants of young Hr.
I tell you, my sister, and also you, my mother, I may be looked upon as a disgrace to the Bogstad family, but the time will come when you and all that family will thank the Lord that one member of the family heard the truth, and had courage enough to accept it!" Selma walked to the door, and now passed out without replying.
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