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

“ Kle-vit, kle-vit!” screeched an owl. “Some mischief
will be done here.”

‘Some mischief will be done here,” repeated starlings
and parrots.

“ All goes well, all goes well!” cried a flock of merry
wild geese ; “very well!”

But a young and noble Eagle came and perched beside
the Eagless, saying gently and tenderly: “Thy flight is
beautiful, but the road is long and thy strength is not yet
sufficient! Let me accompany thee; when thou beginnest
to break down, my wing shall support thee; it shall shade
thy eyes when the sun begins to dazzle them; and when
danger approaches, or when thou tirest in thy flight, I
will lead thee to my safe nest, yonder, upon that far off
cliff, and stay beside thee !”

Gratefully declining his offer, the Eagless bent her head
to the noble bird: “ I will be alone,” she answered ; “ alone
will I work out my destiny!” The cries of the other birds
she took no notice of. She hastened only to the voice in
her own breast: “ Up towards the sun, towards the sun!”

And again she raised her wings. Enraptured by the
sun, by the freshness and joy, she rose higher and higher,
far away from all the others.

Sadly and gloomily the young Eagle shook his wings,
turned his eye away from the daring one, chose another
mate, and conducted her to his eyrie on the distant cliff.

Meanwhile, the Eagless pursued her flight alone, and ap-
proached nearer the sun. But alas! her eyes were sud-
denly dazzled, her head became dizzy, and she could not
any longer clearly see her road. Still she flew on, but un-
consciously she had lowered her flight towards earth. A
sportsman saw her; he aimed at her with his murderous
weapon; he fired, and —the lead was buried near the
Eagless’ heart.

1 Omithologists must excuse the authoress for having in her poetical
allegory depreciated the physical strength of the Eagless.

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