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"Cousin Frederick William," she asked merrily, "where do you come from, and why do you scream so fearfully?" "Have I frightened you, Cousin Louisa Henrietta?" he asked, extending both hands to her in greeting. "Not me, cousin, but Hulda," she returned, holding out her little hands. "You must know, cousin, Hulda is very scary, and it comes from her being sad." "Who is Hulda?
"Sing to me, my sweet bird," said Hulda that night as she lay down to sleep. "Tell me why you pecked my wrist." Then the bird sang to her: "Who came from the ruin, the ivy-clad ruin, With old shaking arches, all moss overgrown, Where the flitter-bat hideth, The limber snake glideth, And chill water drips from the slimy green stone?" "Who did?" asked Hulda. "Not the pedlar, surely?
In a moment or two a tremendous quarrel was going on below stairs between the kidnapper and his wife's mother, and Hulda believed they were murdering each other; and, peeping once to see, beheld Johnson holding Patty to the floor, and stuffing her elegant hair, which had been torn out in the scuffle, into her mouth.
I woke up and did as the Lord directed, and out it came, roots and all! The Bible says, that "... old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions." During the time I was pastor in Grand Forks I needed a fountain pen. Sisters Hulda and Louise Werstlein gave me five dollars to get a pen, to be my Christmas present.
But would Hulda be able to keep anything from Joel? A secret from him! Would it not be a violation of the close friendship that united them? No, this friendship must never be broken! So Hulda suddenly resolved to tell him all. "Have you ever heard any one speak of this Sandgoist when you were in Drammen?" she asked. "Never." "But our mother knew him, Joel; at least by name." "She knew Sandgoist?"
"My dear Hulda, I trust to find you looking even prettier than at my departure, and in the best of health, you and your mother as well, also that hardy, brave comrade, my cousin Joel, your brother, who asks nothing better than to become mine.
But wouldn't you like me to accompany you further?" The professor shook his head, with a meaning glance at Hulda, for he did not want to see her separated from her brother. Just then a sound, which was as yet scarcely audible, was heard on the road in the direction of Moel. They all listened breathlessly. Soon all doubts vanished.
Little Hulda had never seen anything half so splendid before.
"Fortunately you are at Dame Hansen's inn, where you will have the best of food and care." "Could one imagine a more comfortable place?" "Most assuredly not." "Or better people?" "There are none in the world," responded the young travelers merrily. Then they would all drink to the health of Hulda and Joel, who were so well known throughout the Telemark.
"From the tone in which he uttered those words, and the way in which he blushed as he uttered them, I judge that Mademoiselle Siegfrid Helmboe is destined to become Madame Joel Hansen of Dal," said the professor, laughing. "Yes, Mr. Sylvius," replied Hulda. "Good! so there is a fair prospect of yet another wedding," exclaimed Sylvius Hogg.
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