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(1852) [MARC] Author: Emilie Flygare-Carlén Translator: Alex L. Krause
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THE SKJUTS-BOY. 91
"Such a thing never hapi)ened fo one like me. Fortune never
seeks one who is obliged fo sit behind piles of dusty packages of
paper, and we, 1ooor fellows, are always slighted by the roasted
birds."
"l#ich !" replied Borgenstierna, in a melancholy voice, and
nodding his head toward the sleeping Alfred, "I will soon be
poorer than any one; my son, and my dog, the only ones that
ever loved me, will soon leave me, and lonely–lonely, in the
whole bitter meaning of the word will l#oestorp be fo me. Xres,
as lonely as the dark and dreary grave."
"Well, do hOt be gloomy before this ail haloloens," said Wirén,
with forced gaiety; but soon exclaîmed, in an altered voice, "You
are right, verily, you are right. If is a good thing fo bave
plenty of this world’s goods, but we are only able then fo alopre-
ciate their entire value, if we do hot lack, ai the saine rime, a
heaz4 beating for #ls–domestic hapi)iness. /3y my soul, there
t#re moments when even such a guy fellow as I esteem the whole
world as dust and ashes."
"#rou are married," said Ivar.
"And you were so. Your wife is dead, and mine. But let
us first talk of you."
"As you 1olease. Ai l#oestorlo I gained the entire confidence
of my noble old toaster, taking all pains, af the saine rime, fo
remunerate this confidence by untiring industry and due zeal.
:Before a year had passed, I for ever parted with the naine of u
journeyman tanner, which, fo speak the truth, had long been
contrary fo my pride, and assumed the title of a factor, by which
my toaster honoured me. I had the charge of the greater part
of that important business, and did no more work in the tannery,
bu# ruade journeys fo dispose of metal, leather, and tituber. By
the assistance of my kind patron, I became experienced in keep-
ing books. In short, I w# soon a skilful business man, and was
rewarded for if by my old master’s confidence, who flnally placed
the entire business in my own hands.

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