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Updated: May 20, 2025
It was prophesied that this indifference to the claims of family and property would bring its own punishment. Some said that Ole Haugen had brought it about, by means only darkly hinted at. So much is certain, that while the conflict between the young man and his parents was going on, Haugen was in the best of spirits.
From this they came to Haugen itself, and the tourists, and the farm management; and from all he heard Endrid got the impression of there being prosperity there now, and plenty of life.
He smiled, and added in a friendly way: "But it's not a long journey to Haugen from here just a little over four miles." Words are idle things at a time like this; thoughts take their own way in spite of them. The parents felt themselves deserted, almost deceived by the young ones.
The fear of what Hans Haugen might think of her, the shame of her own weakness and stupidity, had so occupied her mind that they had left no room for anything else. But now things suddenly changed round, and she could think of nothing but her parents. Beret again tried to comfort her.
And though the race of Tingvold had always been a handsome race, and after this were handsomer than ever, it is maintained that none, before or after, could equal this particular couple. With Ole Haugen legend ends, and now history begins. Ole's bridal march kept its place in the house of Tingvold.
It was a little time before the answer came: "If the family of Tingvold have never asked after the Haugen people, the fault is not ours; we have been poor people till these last years." In these few words lay a reproach that was felt by all three to be deserved, and that thoroughly.
When the battle was over, he said that he had already made them a Bridal March, one that would never go out of the family of Tingvold but woe to the girl, he added, whom it did not play to church as happy a bride as the cottar's daughter, Aslaug Haugen! And here again people talked of the influence of some mysterious evil power. So runs the story.
In spite of her anxiety about Mildrid, Beret's heart was light, and she stepped merrily on, her thoughts running all the time on this wonderful adventure. She could think of no one better or grander than Hans Haugen, and none but the very best was good enough for Mildrid.
It is a fact that to this day the people of that mountain district have a peculiar gift of music and song, which then must have been greater still. Such a thing is not kept up without some one caring for and adding to the original treasure, and Ole Haugen was the man who did it in his time.
The two men talked together about indifferent matters first it was about the hunting, about the Haugen brothers' arrangements in the little summer huts they had high up on the mountains, about the profits they made by this sort of thing, &c. &c.
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