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The rector seemed to be pleased with him, for the man is rich. But his daughter would not hear to it at all. Pastor Soren may have tried hard to persuade her to consent at first. But when he saw how much she disliked the man he let her do as she would. It was not pride on her part, Rasmus said, for she is as simple and modest as she is good and beautiful.
The hard shut mouth was so big that it could easily swallow a child's head and his eyes! Ditte shut her own, and shivered. She quickly opened them, however; she must find out what his business was, taking care not to be seen herself. The ogre, as the children called him, mainly because of his big mouth, came to a standstill at Rasmus Olsen's house.
Translated from the Norwegian by Professor Rasmus B. Anderson. It is printed by permission of and special arrangement with Houghton Mifflin Co., publishers. 3:28 thwart. A seat, across a boat, on which the oarsman, sits. 4:21 gard. A Norwegian farm. Björnstjerne Björnson, Norse poet, novelist, dramatist, orator, and political leader, was born December 8, 1832, and died in Paris, April 26, 1910.
Shortly before, I had paid my first visit to Professor Rasmus Nielsen. He was exceedingly agreeable, recognised me, whom perhaps he remembered examining, and accorded me a whole hour's conversation. He was, as always, alert and fiery, not in the least blase, but with a slight suggestion of charlatanism about him.
She greeted me in a modest and friendly manner, and my heart beat so that I could scarcely say a word in reply. My head farm hand served in the rectory three years. I will question him, one often hears a straight and true statement from servants. A surprise! My farm hand Rasmus tells me that Morten Bruus came a-wooing to the rectory at Veilbye some years back, but was sent away with a refusal.
"I've heard that he and his wife hold some kind of meetings, but we've never been; we don't care much for that sort of thing. Not that we're unbelievers, but so far we've found it best to mind our own affairs, and leave the Lord to look after His." "We don't go either, but then Rasmus drinks ay, ay, you'll go through it all yourself. And here am I sitting gossiping instead of getting home."
'I've just shot a stag, said Rasmus, highly pleased with himself. 'That's nothing, said Niels. 'I've often shot a sparrow, which is a much more difficult thing to do. It was now close on midnight, so Niels began his watch, and Rasmus went to sleep. It began to get colder, and Niels began to walk about a little to keep himself warm.
Early History of American Lutheranism. New Sweden. The first Lutheran pastor who set his foot on American soil in August, 1619, was Rasmus Jensen of Denmark. He was chaplain of a Danish expedition numbering 66 Lutherans under Captain Jens Munck, who took possession of the land about Hudson Bay in the name of the Danish crown.
Lassesen, one of my dogs, who had been following the sledges loose, was left behind this morning at the camping-place; we did not miss him till late in the day. Rasmus, one of the "Three Musketeers," fell to-day. Like Lurven, he pulled till he died. Jens was very ill, could not touch food, and was taken on Wisting's sledge.
'Yes there is, said Rasmus; 'when we were on our way south, we slept in the wood near here one night, and I shot a stag. The steward was so much accustomed to hearing stories of no importance that he thought there was no use going further with this, but reported to the princess that the newcomers had nothing to tell. 'Did you question them all? she said.
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