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Updated: May 4, 2025
Lisbeth was not slow in making her way out. Kjersti followed her. There stood the servant maid, holding the big goat, Crookhorn, by a rope. "The goat is used to being led," said Kjersti, "so you will have no trouble in taking it home. Give my greetings to your mother, and ask her if she is satisfied with the exchange of pails."
She told me to say that she could not come with it before, for she did not get the last spool wound until late last night." "Indeed! Can it be a spinning woman we have here? And to think that I wholly forgot to ask you to sit down after your long walk! You really must take off your things and stay awhile." What a pleasant woman Kjersti Hoel was!
After that they were called into the house again and everybody drank coffee. When they had finished the coffee drinking, Kari began packing into baskets the food that was left; and when that was done, Kjersti Hoel said: "Well, now we have done everything that we can here. You may bring Crookhorn with you, Lisbeth, and come to live with me. That was the last thing I promised your mother."
Then, as if to excuse herself, she added quickly, "Kjersti wanted me to." "What is your name?" "Lisbeth; and Jacob calls me Longfrock." "Where are you from?" "From Peerout." "Are you Jacob Peerout's sister? We went to school with him last winter." "Yes, I am." "What a nuisance that Jacob himself did not come! We haven't any use at all for young ones like you up here."
The little girl had told them how impossible it had been to manage the creature at the farm, and that Kjersti had said the men would have to make an end of her when winter came. So Ole offered to tame Crookhorn. He was sure that he could teach her to go with the others. There had never been a goat yet that had not been forced to yield when he attempted to master it.
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