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Updated: May 10, 2025
And out of the white radiance rose the great dark pile of masonry called Solheim, with its tall chimneys and dormer-windows and old-fashioned gables. Round about stood the tall leafless maples and chestnut-trees, sparkling with frost and stretching their gaunt arms against the heavens.
They felt in so jolly a mood, that they could not help shouting their joy in the face of all the world, and crowing over all poor wretches who were left to spend the holidays in the city. Solheim was about twenty miles from the city, and it was nine o'clock in the evening when the boys arrived there.
And to prove it, he seized Ralph by the shoulders, gave him a vigorous whirl and forced him to join in the dance. "Now, stop your nonsense," Ralph protested, laughing; "if you have so much strength to waste, wait till we are at home in Solheim, and you'll have a chance to use it profitably." Albert flung himself down on his old rep-covered sofa.
Sheriff," said Ralph, making the officer his politest bow, "to send a message to my father, who is probably anxious about us?" "And who is your father, young man?" asked the sheriff, not unkindly; "I should think you were doing him an ill-turn in taking to poaching at your early age." "My father is Mr. Hoyer, of Solheim," said the boy, not without some pride in the announcement.
There were twenty-two people who sat down to it; but that was nothing unusual at Solheim, for it was a hospitable house, where every wayfarer was welcome, either to the table in the servants' hall or to the master's table in the dining-room. At the stroke of ten all the family arose, and each in turn kissed the father and mother good-night; whereupon Mr.
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