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SKETCHES. 339
“ When I am older, then I shall see, then I shall learn much
more; then will come something still better, something
more beautiful still.” But what this was to be, she did not
clearly understand. And what young girl has a name for
her beautiful visions? But it was to be something in feel-
ing, something in thought, which made her life seem to
stand forth in ‘radiant glory; which let her step forth
out of darkness into the light of life and joy; which
answered all her young soul’s silent but earnest questions
and aspirations; something of that kind it would be, some-
thing of that kind would come. Thus thought Ellina, and
thus almost all happy young girls think. And then came
a young man and offered the lovely young girl his hand.
Her parents said “ Yes,” for Axel Ern was an excellent
young man; Ellina did not say him “ Nay;” for bride-
groom, bridal-wreath, wedding, it was that which was to
come first, which was to be the commencement of the bril-
liant vision. Her parents would be so happy; Axel would
be so happy, and how then would not she also be happy!
To be sure, she was still rather young, and was reluctant
to leave her parents and brothers and sisters, but they all
said that it was to be, that she would make them all happy,
and she said “ Yes ;” became affianced, courted, teased, and
adorned. And then came the wedding; and that evening
when Elina saw “so many, many lights,” when she thought
that a life of light was to begin for her. And so she accom-
panied her husband to the place where he had built his nest.
It was situated amongst rocks, surrounded by the sea, in
the neighborhood of one of the fortresses on the western
coast of Sweden. I shall not say whether it was the for-
tress of Elfsborg, or Carlstén, or Bohus. But the place
was far distant from Ellina’s childhood’s home, and very
different from its beautiful valleys. There were leafy for-
ests and nightingales ; here, only islands, and barren, gray
rocks, and round them the surging, dangerous Cattegat.
oD)
Such is in general the rocky coast of Bohusliin. Many find
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