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Updated: June 19, 2025
But nothing more can be distinguished, and even that is only plain when it has been raining, or when we have washed the stone. "On my word, that must be the gravestone of Preben Schwane and his wife!" These words were spoken by an old man; so old, that he might well have been the grandfather of all who were present in the room.
All that the boy had heard about old Preben and his wife seemed concentrated in the stone; and he gazed at it, and looked at the pure bright moon and up into the clear air, and it seemed as though the countenance of the Creator was beaming over His world. "Forgotten! Everything will be forgotten!" was repeated in the room.
For all that the boy had heard concerning Preben and his wife, the stone seemed to contain within it; and he looked first at the stone, and then at the brilliant moon, which looked to him like a bright kind face looking down through the pure still air upon the earth.
And when he spoke of his wedding-day his eyes quite sparkled; he seemed to be living his happy time over again and all the while she was lying dead in the next chamber, an old lady, and he was an old man ah, how time passes! I was a child then, and now I am as old as Preben Swan. Yes, time and change come to all. I remember as well as possible the funeral-day, and Preben Swan following the coffin.
They were so good to the poor! they feasted them, clothed them, and there was good sense and a true Christian spirit in all their benevolence. "The wife died first; I remember the day quite well; I was then a little boy, and went with my father to see old Preben: the old man was so grieved, he cried like a child.
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