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Updated: May 12, 2025
Ah! you say nothing aloud; but I know you are saying in your own mind, `Remember the Bishop of Tronyem's cattle." "You want news," said Erica, avoiding, as usual, all conversation about her superstitions. "How will it please you that the bishop is coming?" "Very much, if we had any chance of seeing him.
They lay couched in the grass, all near each other, and within view, in the mild slanting sunshine, and here she intended to sit, on the bench outside the home-shed, and keep her eye on them till morning. "You are thinking of the Bishop of Tronyem's cattle," said Frolich. "I am, dear. This is Midsummer Eve, you know, when, as we think, all the spirits love to be abroad."
Hence the Norwegian proverb used to warn any one to look after his property, "Remember the Bishop of Tronyem's cattle." The Molteboeer, or Manyberries, so called from its clustered appearance. It is a delicious fruit, amber-coloured when ripe, and growing in marshy ground. It may be supposed that Erlingsen was anxious to be at home, when he had heard Erica's story.
Their hunger will beat all my berry-gathering." "You are alone?" said Erica, discovering that it was well that the pirate had turned back when he did. "You alone, and gathering berries, instead of having an eye on the cattle! "Why, no one," answered Frolich. "Come now, do not tease me with bidding me remember the Bishop of Tronyem's cattle.
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