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I confess that I consider Louise as a great treasure, and I know nobody whom, of my own will, I would confer her upon; still, if Jacobi obtains her affections, I could not find in my heart to oppose a union between them, although, on account of his uncertain prospects, it would make me anxious. I am much attached to Jacobi, and on Henrik's account we have much to thank him for.
Nils asked, dropping down on the bench behind the kitchen stove. "One of your Cousin Henrik's." "How long has Cousin Henrik been dead?" "Six years. There are two boys. One stays with Peter and one with Anders. Olaf is their guardeen." There was a clatter of pails on the porch, and a tall, lanky boy peered wonderingly in through the screen door.
From the beginning of his illness Henrik's soul appeared to be darkened by unfriendly shadows, and the first serious outbreak of disease revealed itself in depression and gloom.
"That's all right," said his cousin Jack who voiced the universal opinion, "we live in a free country, you know, where one's religion isn't called into question." Henrik's other uncle lived in the city. He was a mechanic, having worked for years in the railroad shops. Some months previous he had been discharged, and since then he had operated a small "tinker" shop of his own.
They were married in the Temple, made man and wife for time and eternity by the authority of the Priesthood. That event was among their supremely happy ones. Rachel witnessed the ceremony, and the smile on her face was sweeter than ever. After that, Marie helped in the temple work as she had desired. The three then labored together until Henrik's list of names was nearly exhausted.
"Well, mother!" he exclaimed, "father says that I shall be an officer in the navy; and so he has taken me from school and is going with me to Frederiksvoern next week." Henrik's mouth opened slowly, while Elizabeth, who was stirring the porridge, suspended that operation, and looked in something like alarm at her husband. "What do you mean, Salvé?"
On Henrik's account he endeavoured to give the conversation a calmer turn, but the heart of his poor friend swelled high, and it was now too full of life and feeling to find rest in anything but the communication of these. The connexion between the two young men seemed now different to what it had ever been before.
He was now mild and calm, yet at the same time more joyous and amiable than ever. His eyes had an indescribable clearness and beauty; the shadow had passed away from his soul altogether. But deeper and deeper lay the shadow over one person, who from the beginning of Henrik's illness was no longer like herself and that was Henrik's mother.
Enthusiastic fire flamed in Henrik's looks and on his cheeks, as whilst, embracing his mother, he said, "No, you shall live, mother, to be honoured on account of your son. He promises that you shall have joy in him!" The sunbeam which just then streamed into the room fell upon Henrik's beautiful hair, which shone like gold.
There really is much that is very distinguished and truly amiable in her; you will see it, as you remain so much longer time with us." "Yes, thank God!" said Henrik, "I can now reckon on that, on remaining some months at home." The conversation now turned on Henrik's future prospects.
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