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Updated: June 4, 2025
Folks say that if I had been a sensible man, like yourself, I would have talked to her and found out what was troubling her. 'It's not so easy for a man to understand a bad woman! says father. 'No, father, Brita was not bad, but she was a proud one! 'It comes to the same thing, says father.
"'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.
Huge clouds of fantastic shapes chased each other desperately along the horizon, and now and then the slender new moon glanced forth from the deep blue gulfs between. She chose a boat at random and was about to unmoor it, when she saw the figure of a man tread carefully over the stones and hesitatingly approach her. "Brita," came in a whisper from the strand. "Who's there?"
"Good-day to you!" greeted Ingmar and Brita, and the old woman came up and shook hands with them. "Well, I declare, here you sit, and all the folks from the farm out looking for you! You were in such a hurry to get out of church," the old woman went on, "that I never got to meet you at all. So I went down to the farm to pay my respects to Brita.
He had left off his usual picturesque peasant garb on this occasion, and was wearing a black cloth suit and a starched shirt which he had already crumpled. He felt very solemn, yet all the while he was anxious and reluctant. On coming to the gravelled yard in front of the jail he saw a guard on duty and asked him if this was not the day that Brita Ericsson was to be discharged.
He loved everything that was old, in dress as well as in manners, took no newspapers, and regarded railroads and steamboats as inventions of the devil. Bjarne had married late in life, and his marriage had brought him two daughters, Brita and Grimhild. Hedin Ullern was looked upon as an upstart.
A week passed, and Brita recovered. Of Halvard she had heard nothing. One night, as she lay in a half doze, she thought she had Seen a pale, frightened face pressed up against the window-pane, and staring fixedly at her and her child; but, after all, it might have been merely a dream. For her fevered fancy had in these last days frequently beguiled her into similar visions.
Then, almost imploringly, "Open thy mouth, Brita, and tell thy father that thou art pure pure as the snow, child my own my beautiful child." There was a long and painful pause, in which the crackling of the brand, and the heavy breathing of the old man were the only sounds to break the silence.
He had always taken Ingmar's part against his own daughter, so felt rather light of heart at being so well received. In a while, when Mother Martha had brought the coffee, he began to state his errand. "I thought," he said, and cleared his throat. "I thought you had best be told what we intend to do with Brita."
My Brita iss born, and little Jan, and I dink alvay, 'I must haf home vere dey may know more; and all de days it iss America dat dey say iss home for all, and much money so much no man can be hungry, and vork iss for all. Brita iss ready, and soon ve come, and all de children glad.
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