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Updated: July 6, 2025
"The son of the house been seeing his light-o'-love, and his mother brings him home!" "H'm," said the porch. "'Twas not that mother's way to go seeking her sons, nor ever need of it before." Olof's head dropped again. Heavily the old woman trudged up Seppala hill. "Who's this out and abroad so late?" creaked the wooden pail in its chain above the well. "Mother and son?
Last man out...." "No, no don't spoil it now. We shan't get another run like that." "Yes, that's enough for to-day." Olof's eyes shone, and he stole a glance at the gazelle. "But we must have a dance before we go," cried the girls. "A dance, then." "What do they mean, the two little stars, That shine in the sky so clearly? That a boy and a girl, a youth and a maid, They love each other dearly."
And they laughed and watched the extraordinary scene after all, it would have been strange if something out of the common had not happened at Olof's wedding. Once more Olof set his partner down and bowed to another. Formally this time, as if with emphasis: it was Kyllikki he had chosen now. The girl stood dismayed, uneasy, not knowing what to think.
He draws nearer she looks up, and gives him one deep, warm glance, and looks down again her cheeks flushed. Olof's face lights up, and he lifts his hat as he passes. Then the crowd surges round him with shouts of applause. "Bravo! Well done! Here's the man that's beaten Kohiseva! Who's the best man now?" Vantti steps forward and lays a hand on his shoulder. "Well done, lad!
Some went ahead, getting odd logs out of the way, others strolled idly about on the shore, exchanging greetings with the villagers. A little way down the bank a log is stranded with one end thrust far inshore. Close by it lies a pole. "That's Olof's," says one of the men. "He's not come down yet busy up at the village, it seems." A girl in the group of lookers-on felt her heart beat suddenly.
"I wanted to see," said the little man stubbornly, with childish insistence, and clung to his mother. Olof looked at the child as at a vision. The woman stood, pale and confused, holding the boy by the hand. "Come along, then, and say good-day," she stammered at last, hardly knowing what she did. The boy came forward, and stood holding Olof's knees, looking up into his face.
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