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(1868) [MARC] Author: Fredrika Bremer Translator: Emily Nonnen With: Charlotte Bremer
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SKETCHES. - B57

delight she sprinkled Axel’s hands and face with water,
while he was paying her back the showers of fire and
water which she gave him. Their eyes sparkled in the
dark, starry night — their soul’s wedding-night.

But when Ellina on the following morning entered her
kitchen, she looked like the rosy tint of the young day, il-
luminating “ Miss Unready’s” soul and mind so that they
threw a reflected light into the darkest corners of the cel-
lars and pantry. Ways and means for every thing were
found at once. “Spinach!” No question about spinach
any longer; no thought of poor spinach, mean, miserable
food! Sausages, roast joints, the fish of the sea, the birds
of the air, came as if by enchantment. Kitchen and table
became full. Nothing was wanting, or if any thing was
wanting it was not noticed, which is better still.

And they who know what a mighty wizard a joyful
stout heart is, and howit knows the primordial word which
is the key to and can command every thing, will not be
astonished at this.

I will not tell you’ any thing about the projected removal,
whether it took place or not, because I do not know any
thing about it. But I must tell you that within a year a
girl was born, who was christened after father and mother,
Axellina. And if you should want to know how the sun’s
light and joy can become, as it were, embodied in a human
face, I would then show you the face of this child, show
you its bright curls and laughing eyes. No language is
more incomprehensible and more charming than the words
which flow from its little mouth, chirping bird eloquence.
The honeysuckle tendrils cannot be more wild and lissom
in their growth than this little girl. You should see her
in thousand graceful, ever varying attitudes, twining her
arms around her father, or playing at his feet. And if ever
a strong, firm man can be conquered and ensnared by the
witcheries of a little child, it is Axel Ern, when he holds
in his arms the wild, supple, laughing, charming little girl,

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