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(1929) [MARC] Author: Axel Munthe - Tema: Medicine
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I thought I heard the hooting of an owl far away
in the woods. I looked at the tallow candle
burning dimly on the table, it did my eyes good
to look at it, I had never seen a tallow candle
since I was a child in my old home. I thought I
saw through my closing eyelids a little boy
plodding in the deep snow on a dark winter morning
on his way to school with a bundle of books in a
strap on his back and just such a tallow candle
in his hand. For each boy had to bring his own
candle to be lit on his own desk in the schoolroom.
Some boys brought a thick candle, some brought
a thin candle, as thin as the one now burning on
the table. I was a rich boy, on my desk burnt a
thick candle. On the desk next to mine burnt
the thinnest candle in the whole class, for the
mother of the boy who sat next to me was very
poor. But I was plucked in my exam at
Christmas and he passed his exam at the top of us all
for he had more light in his brain.

I thought I heard something rattle on the
table. I must have slept for a while, for the
tallow candle was just flickering out. But I
could see quite distinctly a little man as big as
the palm of my hand sitting cross-legged on the
table carefully pulling at my watch-chain and
bending his grey old head on one side to listen
to the ticking of my repeater. He was so
interested that he did not notice that I was sitting up
in my bed and looking at him. Suddenly he
caught sight of me, dropped the watch-chain,
glided down the leg of the table, sailor fashion,
and sprang towards the door as fast as his tiny
legs could carry him.

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