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Updated: May 19, 2025


'The same to you, father, says I, 'and thank you for your help. 'Now you'll be well married, says father, 'and then the other matters will all right themselves. 'But, father, it could never have turned out so well if you hadn't stood by me. 'That was nothing, says father. 'All we Ingmars need do is to walk in the ways of God."

The summer before, when Big Ingmar was still alive, Halvor had paid court to Karin Ingmarsson. The courtship had been a long one, with many ifs and buts on the part of her family. The old Ingmars were not quite sure that he was good enough for Karin.

Mother Stina seemed to see the old Ingmarssons driving slowly in these old sleighs, going to a party or coming home from a church wedding, with a bride seated beside them. "Many good people are leaving the parish," she sighed. For to her it was as if all the old Ingmars had gone on living at the farm up to that very day, when their implements and their old carts and sleds were being hawked about.

The worst of it was, that not only would the homestead by this means pass out of the hands of the Ingmars for all time for the Company was never known to part with anything once it became its property but moreover it was not likely that it would allow Ingmar to run the sawmill at Langfors Falls, in which case he would be deprived of his living.

She went to hear no more preachers, but stayed at home, brooding over her misfortune. Once in a while she would repeat to Halvor her father's old saying about the Ingmars not having anything to fear so long as they walked in the ways of God. Now she had come to the conclusion that there was no truth even in that.

If this were only something that could be helped," Brita argued mentally, "I wouldn't mind your hindering me, but it can't be remedied now." All the while the man sat gazing intently at her. "Let me say to you that we Ingmars are not fitted to be shopkeepers," Brita continued in her thoughts. "You don't know how happy we were, Gunner and I, till he took up with this business.

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