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Hulda's grandmother had sent her a great cake, and when the children had played enough at all the games they could think of, the old gray-headed servants brought it in and set it on the table, together with a great many other nice things such as people eat in Norway pasties made of reindeer meat, and castles of the sweet pastry sparkling with sugar ornaments of ships and flowers and crowns, and cranberry pies, and whipped cream as white as the snow outside; but nothing was admired so much as the great cake, and when the children saw it they set up a shout which woke the two hounds who were sleeping on the hearths, and they began to bark, which roused all the four dogs in the kennels outside who had not been invited to see either the cake or the games, and they barked, too, shaking and shivering with cold, and then a great lump of snow slid down from the roof, and fell with a dull sound like distant thunder on the pavement of the yard.
"Your fathers and mothers were always contented if we gave them one wish every year." As she spoke, Hulda's mother gave a slice of cake to each child, and, when Hulda took hers, out dropped the ring, and fell clattering on her platter. "Only one wish," repeated the fairy. "Only one wish. Speak, then, little Hulda, for I am one of that race which delights to give pleasure and to do good.
To learn all this, it might only be necessary to break the seal, draw out Ole's letter, and read it, through the tears of joy or sorrow that its contents would be sure to bring to Hulda's eyes, and doubtless more than one impatient girl of the south, or even of Denmark or Holland, would already have known all!
A close friendship gradually sprung up between Joel and Ole, and quite naturally the same sentiment assumed a different form in respect to the young girl. Joel, of course, encouraged it. Where would his sister ever find a better fellow, a more sympathetic nature, a warmer and more devoted heart? With Ole for a husband, Hulda's happiness was assured.
"I have decided to remain in Dal until Ole's return. I want to make the acquaintance of my little Hulda's betrothed. He must be a brave, honest fellow, of Joel's stamp, I am inclined to think." "Yes, exactly like him," replied Hulda. "I was sure of it!" exclaimed the professor, whose cheerfulness had returned, at least apparently.
And so they all went on wishing till at last it came to Hulda's turn. "What do you wish for, my child?" said her mother. "Not for anything at all," she answered, shaking her head. "Oh, but you must wish for something!" cried all the children. "Yes," said her mother, "and I am now going to cut the cake. See, Hulda, the knife is going into it. Think of something."
"Because I want his danger and mine to be fully known to him, and make him a man." The Colonel folded his pongee, and came again to Hulda's side. "That dissipated boy! Oh, Hulda, where is your real pride? He has abandoned his mother. He is a poor gypsy. No, I must save you from such a mistake. It is my duty to do it." "I thank you for teaching me, whatever made you do it.
"Your fathers and mothers were always contented if we gave them one wish every year." As she spoke, Hulda's mother gave a slice of cake to each child, and, when Hulda took hers, out dropped the ring, and fell clattering on her platter. "Only one wish," repeated the fairy. "Only one wish. Speak, then, little Hulda, for I am one of that race which delights to give pleasure and to do good.
They're just a-rottin' to pieces." "We keep' em to show all them who trespass on Isaac and Jacob Cannon," answered Marius, with easy grandeur, "that there is a judgment-day!" Hulda's long-lashed gray eyes, with a look of more than childish contempt, accompanied her words: "I should think you would fear that day, Mr.
Going out later for a little fresh air, at Hulda's insistence, he was stopped in the broad hall on which the stairs debouched by Cohen, the ground-floor tenant, a black-bearded Russian Jew, pompous in Sabbath broadcloth. "What's the matter with my milk?" abruptly asked Cohen, who supplied the local trade besides selling retail.
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