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Updated: June 11, 2025
To Pastor Lauritz Larsen I am indebted for the following sketch of our Norwegian churches: "The Norwegians have always been a sea-faring people and a people looking for fields of labor all over the World. The real immigration begins about 1849, but there were Scandinavians on Manhattan Island in the Sixteenth Century. The Bronx is named after a Danish farmer, Jonas Bronck.
He took no interest in Lady Dorinda and the box of Madame Bronck, and scratched the pallet with his toes and the nail at the end of his bill. But Le Rossignol pushed him down and pressed her confidences upon this familiar. "So her highness threw that box out into the fort.
"Yes, he will do it," said the dwarf, "and the sooner he does it the better." "Will you eat it in the hall?" "I will eat it wherever Madame Marie is." "But that you cannot do. There is great business going forward and she is shut with Madame Bronck in our other lady's room."
He adjusted his back against the wall and again opened the conversation. "I brought a young dominie with me. He wished to see Montreal. And I took care to have with him such papers as might be necessary to the marriage." "He had best get my leave," observed Madame Bronck. "That is no part of his duty. But set your mind at rest; he is a young dominie of credit.
I kept Broken Bronck to luncheon, and gave him what few household furnishings I had not promised to Exploding Eggs or to Apporo, who with the promise of the Golden Bed about to be realized for I announced my going camped upon it, hardly believing that at last she was to own the coveted marvel.
But Le Rossignol took no further trouble than to give her a look of contempt, and lifted the furred garment to descend the stairs. "The woman who dispenses with any dignity which should attend her marriage, doth cheapen herself to her husband," said Lady Dorinda to Antonia Bronck, leaning back in the easiest chair of the fortress. It was large and stiff, but filled with cushions.
"He was the friend of my husband, Jonas Bronck," trembled Antonia. "Admit him," said Marie to her lieutenant. "Alone, madame?" "With all his followers, if he wills it. And bring him as quickly as you can to this table." "We need Edelwald to manage these affairs," added the lady of the fort, as her subaltern went out. "The Swiss is faithful, but he has manners as rugged as his mountains."
That part of the household who lingered in the rooms above owned this accustomed signal and appeared on the stairs: Antonia Bronck, still disturbed by the small skeleton she had seen Zélie dressing for its grave; and an elderly woman of great bulk and majesty, with sallow hair and face, who wore, enlarged, one of the court gowns which her sovereign, the queen of England, had often praised.
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