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SKETCHES. 3387
excursion, but I may perhaps during my journey visit thee
(unknown to thee and unexpected) to imbibe out of thy
life’s flower a drop of honey, clear and sweet as that which
I got from the sisters.
THE LIGHT-HOUSE.
“ Loox, Axel, look how the bridal-lights are gleaming
upon yonder height! And look how the bridal guests are
dancing down below it! And now, behold how the lights
themselves are dancing about! Look how they waltz and
swing round! How droll! But now, now they become
paler — now they die away — now they are gone! Why
are the bridal-lights extinguished, Axel? Why has the
chandelier up there gone out? Ah, see, now they return!
There the bridal-lights are again, so bright, so joyous, and
they shine upon the waves far, far out at sea, and upon you
too, and make you look so handsome! But, Axel, why are
they gone sometimes, and why do they then come back?”
And the young wife, who, herself radiant as a happy
bride, thus asked, stood fondly leaning upon her husband,
while she pointed to a group of lights which were lit, as it
were, high up in the air, shining against the dark evening
sky, and slowly swinging round the same point, now hiding
their lustre, and anon shining forth in full splendor, throw-
ing a bright gleam over the rolling billows of the sea, and
into the silent sombre room in which this new married
couple stood at the window of their new home.
“Tt is a light-house with a revolving light, little one,” said
her husband, amused at his young wife’s ignorance. “It
revolves in this way in order to tell the sea-farer, in the
night, where he is ;’and the shadowy forms which you see
moving about below the flames, are the men who kindle
the beacon. Do you understand ?”
“Oh, no; they are bonfires, they are bridal-lights,” said
Ellina, smiling. “Oh, how I love them, the beautiful friendly
lights. How pleasant it will be to see them every evening
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