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A BLOOMING RUSTIC HOSTESS. 215

nificant grin, quite unintelligible to me, asked whether
I particularly wished to lodge in the Mork saeter. I
replied, "Yes," very decidedly; for these fellows were
a dirty-looking set, and I was certain that even a saeter,
if it belonged to Thora Olsdatter, would be clean. This
answer provoked a general laugh, and they escorted
me in procession to a hut at some distance from the
rest, knocked at the door and called to the inmate, who,
for some time, made no answer; but at last a blooming
lass—a ruddy, muscular, rural beauty—opened the door,
and looked forth with a frown of stern maidenly
defiance. After a volley of banter, which she received
very contemptuously, I was introduced as a traveller
who had come all the way from England to visit her
saeter and lodge there for the night. I was received
very haughtily at first, until I frowned severely at
the scoffer, and told lier of my coming from Mork as
the guest of Thora Ols, who had sent me hither. She
then bade me welcome, and immediately I entered, shut
the door unceremoniously upon the grinning swains
outside, who were seeking an excuse to come in
likewise. She supplied me with supper of cheese and
fladbröd, and showed me the bed from which she had
just risen, which was to be mine; explaining that she
had slept during the day, and that lier work was about
to commence, and would last through the night: she
then disappeared.

In the course of an hour, I heard a wild "yod.1,"
very loud, but not very melodious. The damsel was
returning with a flock of about thirty goats and some

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