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Hersebom as a souvenir of filial love. That done, if Erik wishes to please me he will return to Stockholm and resume his studies. His place is always ready for him at my fireside, and if he needs a motive to assist in this decision, I add that I have at length obtained some information, and hope yet to be able to solve the mystery enshrouding his birth.
The brave men accommodated themselves as well as they could to this new life, and after floating for six mouths and a half over a distance of several thousand leagues, ended by landing in the arctic regions of North America." "May we be as fortunate!" said Mr. Hersebom, with a sigh. "But it would be well I think for us to eat something." "That is also my opinion!" said Erik.
Hersebom resolved to call upon the doctor, and ask him what they could do to make amends for the error of which they had been guilty. Dr. Schwaryencrona did not revert to the conversation which had taken place the previous evening. He appeared to regard the visit of the fisherman as simply an act of politeness, and received him cordially, and began talking about the weather and the price of fish.
"Ah, I see!" said Mr. Hersebom, "they had a boat but we have not. Unless we embark in an empty hogshead I do not see how we can ever leave this island of ice." "We shall see about it when the time comes!" answered Erik. "At the present moment I think the best thing that we can do is to make a thorough exploration of our domain." He arose, as did Mr.
"A biscuit and a slice of beef would be very acceptable." Mr. Hersebom opened two casks to take out what they required for their breakfast, and as soon as his arrangements were completed they did ample justice to the provisions. "Was the raft of the crew of the 'Hansa' as large as ours?" asked the old fisherman, after ten minutes conscientiously devoted to repairing his strength.
"I do not know what it contains, but the doctor told me to take good care of it, for it was about me." Mr. Hersebom took the letter, and laid it on the table by his side. "Well!" said Erik, "are you not going to read it?" "No," answered the fisherman, laconically. "But, since it concerns me?" persisted the young man. "It is addressed to me," said Mr. Hersebom, holding the letter before his eyes.
When he returned after the ball, Erik learned from Mr. Hersebom that Tudor Brown had returned at seven o'clock and dined alone. After that, he had entered the captain's room to consult a marine chart; then he had returned to the town in the same small boat which had brought him on board. This was the last news which they received of him.
Hersebom, in a strangely altered voice, "is that you are our son only by adoption. I found you on the sea, my child, and brought you home when you were only eight or nine months old. God is my witness that we never intended to tell you this, and neither my wife nor myself have ever made the least difference between you, and Otto, and Vanda. But Doctor Schwaryencrona requires us to do so.
"If we have anything to reproach ourselves for, it is for bestowing upon him too large a share of our tenderness." "Dame Hersebom, you must not do me the injustice to suppose that your kindness to the little shipwrecked child inspires me with any other feeling than the greatest admiration," said the doctor. "No, you must not think such a thing.
"I will, with pleasure," answered the doctor; "and I promise you to use every exertion to fulfill it, upon one condition: that is, that you let me take the boy to Stockholm." If Mr. Hersebom had been struck on the head with a club, he would not have been more astonished than he was by this proposal. "Intrust Erik to you! Send him to Stockholm!
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