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"Then there ought to be great rejoicing among the poor this winter." "Well, they won't get it direct in food and firing," said Bjerregrav, "but it will come to them just as well in other ways. For when I'd made my offer to the Society, Shipowner Monsen you know him came to me, and begged me to lend him the money at one year.

Pelle knew him very well; he was Monsen the shipowner, the richest man in the town. "Have you lost something, my lad?" he asked, and began to assist in the search. "Now he will question me," thought Pelle. "And then I shall answer him boldly, and then he will look at me attentively and say "

Later, as he was returning that way, he saw a man bowed over the flagstones, striking matches as he searched. It was Monsen. The sight tickled Pelle tremendously. "Have you lost anything?" he asked mischievously, standing on the alert, lest he should get a box on the ear. "Yes, yes; twenty-five ore;" groaned the shipowner. "Can't you help me to find it, my boy?"

However things might be, Monsen was the great man, now as always and he gave a thousand kroner out of his own pocket for the help of the needy. Many eyes gazed out over the sea, but the men with the ice-boat did not come back; the mysterious "over yonder" had swallowed them.

Shipowner Monsen was behind the whole affair, together with the brewer from the mainland, who had taken the hotel over in payment of outstanding debts." "But how did big folks like that manage to smell you out?" Holm scratched his head; he didn't understand the whole affair. "Oh, they'd heard of the ten thousand, of course, which I'd inherited from my father.

Stensgaard has attacked Chamberlain Bratsberg in a rousing speech, and the Chamberlain has been induced to believe that the attack was directed not against himself, but against his enemy Monsen. Consequently he invites Stensgaard to his great dinner-party, and this invitation Stensgaard regards as a cowardly attempt at conciliation.

However things might be, Monsen was the great man, now as always and he gave a thousand kroner out of his own pocket for the help of the needy. Many eyes gazed out over the sea, but the men with the ice-boat did not come back; the mysterious "over yonder" had swallowed them.

Fewkes, who collected this legend, tells us that the Flute fraternity claims to be even more successful rain-makers than the world-famous Snake fraternity. Dr. Monsen tells of seeing the Flute ceremony at Mishongnovi, a good many years ago, and of the deeply religious feeling that pervaded the whole scene.

He had been refractory all day, and the provost had given the order to keep an eye on him. And quite rightly, for in his cups he had met Ship- owner Monsen, on Church Hill, and had fallen upon him with blows and words of abuse: "So you take the widow's bread out of her mouth, do you? You told her the Three Sisters was damaged at sea, and you took over her shares for next to nothing, did you?

People appealed to organized charity; there was Bjerregrav's five thousand kroner in the bank. But no, they were not there. Ship-owner Monsen declared that Bjerregrav had recalled the money during his lifetime. There was no statement in his will to the contrary. The people knew nothing positively; but the matter gave plenty of occasion for discussion.