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Updated: May 19, 2025
Ingmar Ingmarsson had arrived in the city, and was walking slowly toward the big prison house, which was beautifully situated on the crest of a hill overlooking the public park. He did not glance about him, but went with eyes downcast, dragging himself along with as much difficulty as though he were some feeble old man.
When Christmas came around, Strong Ingmar offered to tend the kiln by himself, so that father could come home for the holidays. The day before Christmas, mother sent me up to the forest with a basket of good fare for Strong Ingmar. I started early, so as to be there before the midday dinner hour.
Ingmar was silent during the meal, but when he had finished his coffee, he asked Storm whether he really knew anything about watches. "Why, of course," returned the schoolmaster. "Don't you know that I understand a little of everything?" Ingmar then brought out a watch which he carried in his vest pocket.
Ingmar obediently rose, took out the watch and rubbed it in the sleeve of his coat, to shine it up a bit. Then he went over to Halvor. "Father asked me to give you this with his compliments," he said, holding out the watch. All this while Halvor had sat there, silent and glum. And when the boy went over to him, he put his hand up to his eyes, as if he did not want to look at him.
Karin followed him, wringing her hands. "Stop, Ingmar, stop!" she implored. "Where are you going? Stop, I say!" Ingmar wandered on, straight into the wood, where there was no one to succor him. Karin kept her eyes fixed on his shoe, which was oozing blood. Every second the footprints were becoming redder and redder. "He's going into the forest to lie down and bleed to death!" thought Karin.
The icy crust held until the animal had reached the top, then it gave way and the horse suddenly disappeared from sight, as if into a grave, while the two men sat gazing down helplessly. One of the traces had snapped; so they could not have gone farther even if they had been able to get the horse out of the drift. A few minutes later the pastor stepped into the living-room at the Ingmar Farm.
Big Ingmar then said that he would not try to influence her against her better judgment, so Halvor was dismissed, and the engagement was off. Halvor took it very much to heart. "You are heaping upon me shame that will be hard to bear," he said. "What will people think if you throw me over in this way? It isn't fair to treat a decent man like that."
"The question of the children is a vital one," he said. "They should be given the right kind of training." "Storm has trained the entire parish, and you, too, Halvor," Ingmar reminded him. "But he has not taught us how to live rightly," said Karin. "It seems to me that you have always tried to do that, Karin." "Let me tell you how it was to live by the old teaching.
When Big Ingmar and Strong Ingmar were crossing the bridge to the village, it was as if some one had told them to stop and look upward. They did so. And they saw heaven open! The whole firmament had been drawn back to right and left, like a pair of curtains, and the two stood there, hand in hand, and beheld all the glories of heaven.
Then Ingmar asked her if she had considered that the Hellgumists would not allow her to associate with persons who did not think as they did. Gertrude quietly answered that she had carefully considered this matter. "Have you the consent of your father and mother?" asked Ingmar. "No," she replied; "they know nothing as yet." "But, Gertrude " "Hush, Ingmar! I must do this to find peace.
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