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One day they were to live together in the forest
hut and earn their bread by the sweat of their brows.
But before they could be married, the horror of
war broke over the land, and the boy enlisted. He
came home again without a wound or any damaged
limb, but he had received a scar for life from that
experience. He had seen too much of the wickedness
of the world and man’s cruelty to man; he no
longer saw any kindness anywhere.
At first no one noticed any change in him. He
went to the pastor with the girl he had loved since
his childhood, and their banns were called. The
forest hut above Ekeby became their home, as they
had arranged years before, but there was no comfort
in that house.
The wife went about her work, and looked upon
her husband as upon a stranger. Since he had
returned from the war, she felt she did not know him.
He laughed harshly and spoke little. She was afraid
of him.
He neither annoyed people nor did them any
harm, and he was a good workman, yet he was not
liked, for he believed evil of everybody. He, too,
felt himself to be a hated stranger. The beasts of
the forest were now his enemies; so were the hills
which hid the sun and the marsh which sent forth
the cold mist. The forest is a dreadful home for
those who cherish evil thoughts.
He who would live in the wilderness must
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