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Updated: June 3, 2025
You will certainly grant that here the multitude always applauds when it only hears the word 'Father-land, or the name of 'Christian IV. The poet must give something more; this is a left-handed kind of patriotism. One would really believe that Denmark were the only country in the world!" "Fie, Mr. Thostrup!" said the lady: "do you not then love your father-land?"
Thostrup, of meeting with an old acquaintance; only you must not have home-sickness when you smell the heather and hear the ringing of the clattering pots!" The ladies now entered. Before paying any visits they determined upon making the round of the market. The Kammerjunker offered his arm to the mother. Otto saw this with secret gladness, and approached Sophie.
Last Whitsuntide she sang in the church with the musical people; she sang louder than the organ!" Otto approached the sofa, over which a large piece of needlework hung, in a splendid gold frame. "That is Maren's name-sampler," said the mistress of the house. "It is very pretty. See! there stand all our names! Can Mr. Thostrup guess who this is? Here are all the figures worked in open stitch.
Thostrup, you are convinced, are you, that I have been cheating you?" said he. "If so, why do you come to me? In that case there needs no explanation. Ask herself there!" And so saying he pointed to the black-painted figure. "Do not be too proud, Otto!" said she, smiling; "thou couldst yet recognize thy sister, although she has a little black paint on her face!"
"Had I not reason, Mr. Thostrup? You and my Wilhelm had already made her interesting to me. She has something so noble, so refined, which one so rarely meets with in the lower class; she deserves to come among educated people." "Otto, what shall our hearts say," exclaimed Wilhelm, "when my good mother is thus affected?" They assembled round the tea-table.
Thostrup will sing us the pretty Jutlandish song by Steen-Blicher!" exclaimed Louise. "O yes!" said the mother, and clapped Otto on the shoulder. Wilhelm played. "Do sing!" said Wilhelm; all besought him to do so, and Otto sang the Jutlandish song for them. "See, you sang that with the proper humor," said Sophie, and clapped her hands in applause.
Maren colored, although there was no occasion for coloring; she even cast down her eyes. "What should Mr. Thostrup do with one of them?" pursued the wife. "He shall have a Jutland maiden! There are pretty young ladies enough here in the country-seats," added she, and laid the best piece of meat upon his plate.
"Greet them at home, and the grandmother, for me!" "Greet them also from me!" said Sophie smiling. "You, Mr. Thostrup, must for old acquaintance sake buy something. You ought also to give me a fairing: I wish for that great jug there!" "Where are you staying!" cried Wilhelm, and came back, whilst the rest went forward. "We would buy some earthenware," said Sophie. "Souvenir de Jutland.
You must be the officer; the Kammerjunker will represent the Somnambulist, who comes with her light through the window. Will you?" "Everything you desire!" said Otto. "Do not speak of it!" returned Sophie, and laid her finger on her lips. The mother descended the steps. "Dear Thostrup!" said she, and pressed, with warm cordiality, both his hands. "I have really quite yearned after you.
The juggler remarked the piece of money: a smile played about his mouth; he glanced at Otto, and a strange malicious expression lay in the spiteful look which accompanied his loudly spoken thanks: "Mr. Otto Thostrup is always so gracious and good!" "Does he know you?" asked Wilhelm. "He has the honor!" grinned the juggler, and proceeded.
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