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Updated: June 15, 2025
"What about you, Lasse?" said the old woman suddenly, "I hear you're looking about for a wife!" "Am I?" exclaimed Lasse, in alarm. Pelle saw Kalle wink at Maria, so they knew about it too. "Aren't you soon coming to show us your sweetheart?" asked Kalle. "I hear it's a good match." "I don't in the least know what you're talking about," said Lasse, quite confused.
Now the young women sang, and it sounded just as if they were angels from heaven who had come to seal the bond. "We must take our places so that we can congratulate them," said Lasse, and he wanted to push right through the crowd, but Pelle held him back. "I'm afraid he won't know us to-day; but look now, there's Uncle Kalle."
The cradle jolted with the over-vigorous rocking, and every time the rocking foot slipped from the footboard it struck on the floor with the sound of a sprung wooden shoe. Pelle jumped up "she bumped so," he said, bewildered. "What? No, you certainly dreamed that!" Kalle looked, smiling, under the rockers. "Bumped!" said Lasse. "That ought to suit you first-rate!
If her mother was harsh to her, he always remembered that Christmastide evening when he first visited his Uncle Kalle, and when Anna, weeping and abashed, had crept into the house, soon to be a mother. Little Anna, with the mind of a merry child, whom everybody liked. What had become of her now? One evening, as Morten was not at liberty, he ran thither.
And I got my sight back, so that I saw the world once more." "But you only saw it with one eye, like the birds, grandmother," said Kalle, trying to laugh. "Yes, yes, but that was quite good enough; there was so much that was new since I lost my sight. The wood had grown bigger, and a whole family had grown up without my quite knowing it.
But with so little wish to live, it's hard that I should take the food out of the others' mouths. The cow eats, and the cat eats, the children eat, we all eat; and where are you, poor things, to get it all from!" "Say 'poor thing' to him who has no head, and pity him who has two," said Kalle gaily. "How much land have you?" asked Lasse. "Five acres; but it's most of it rock."
"Now look here!" exclaimed Kalle testily. "I won't hear any more of that nonsense, for none of us have had to go short because of you. If you aren't good, I shall give a big party after you, for joy that you're gone!" "No, you won't!" said the old woman quite sharply. "I won't hear of a three days' wake!
His wife protested, but only faintly; she was laughing all the time, and herself helped them to dress, while she kept on saying: "Oh, what foolishness! Upon my word, I never knew the like of it! Then this one shan't be left out either!" she added suddenly, drawing the youngest out of the alcove. "Then that's the eight," said Kalle, pointing to the flock. "They fill the room well, don't they?
The grandmother said nothing, but sat shaking her head very significantly. Maria now placed upon the table a jar of dripping and a large loaf of rye-bread. "That's the goose," said Kalle, merrily sticking his sheath-knife into the loaf. "We haven't begun it yet. There are prunes inside. And that's goose-fat. Help yourselves!"
"Ye-es; we've managed to scrape together a few," said Kalle, running about in vain to get something for his visitors to sit upon; everything was being used as beds. "You'll have to spit on the floor and sit down on that," he said, laughing. His wife came in, however, with a washing-bench and an empty beer-barrel. "Sit you down and rest," she said, placing the seats round the table.
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