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(1868) [MARC] Author: Fredrika Bremer Translator: Emily Nonnen With: Charlotte Bremer
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name was Sven. Oh, what a grand wedding that was! She
was dressed at the parsonage, and she looked so splendid,
oh, so splendid, that all the people crowded round to get a
look at her. And she was so fine and so grand, where she
was riding on horseback, with a large nosegay stuck in her
stomacher, and with fiddlers riding before her. And so
they went to church, and were married. And the church
was cram full of people to look at her. And so they went
home and had a grand feast. And while all the dishes
were brought in, the fiddlers scraped away, and then they
ate and they drank, and they danced nearly all night.
That was the wedding. Then the newly married couple
went to their own cottage ; for they had their own cottage
with two rooms in it, and before it stood a mountain-ash,
in which the birds sang; and a farm-yard they had, too,
with a cow, and sheep, and pigs; and furniture they had,
and meat and drink as much as they wanted. All this
they had got from their parents. And they were very
happy, and said: ‘Now we shall be merry and enjoy our
life thoroughly.” And so they began eating and drinking
and sleeping, and they rose late in the day, and slept also
during day-time. But for all that they were not happier,
but only more sleepy, and yawned all daylong, One even-
ing, just as they were going to have their supper, they saw
coming into the cottage — but whether it was through the
door or through the window, they could not tell —a large,
ugly, black hand with long fingers: look you, children, in
this way it came, so slowly, stretching towards the table,
seized the basin with the porridge, and carried it away right
before their noses, which grew so long — so long, that they
would have knocked against each other, if both Sven and
Gertrud had not tumbled backward from sheer fright, when
the large ugly hand came and took away their supper and
disappeared with it, they could not guess how. ‘ But,’ said
they, ‘we won’t mind it, but we shall go to bed, and it will
be all right to-morrow ;’ and they went to bed, but they

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