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(1919) [MARC] Author: Dikken Zwilgmeyer
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not fali through, perhaps into some deep ahyss
underground. But it must be tough, that
fioor, for it still holds.

One day there was disgusting weather.
Withered leaves flew around your ears and the
streets were soaking wet and muddy. Nils,
Peter, Karen and Antoinette had come up to
our hili in order to have fun of some kind in the
drizzling weather; and we hit upon playing
hide-and-seek in our cellar. We divided into
sides; Peter, Karsten and I on one side and
the other three on the other. Nils, Antoinette
and Karen hid themselves first; but they just
ran up into the kitchen and Ingeborg, the cook,
drove them down again; so nobody had a
chance to search for them. Then Peter,
Karsten and I were to hide. Peter and
Karsten placed themselves in the hig box-part
of the mangle, and I put some sacks over them
and there they were, beautifullv bidden.

For myself, I thought of creeping into a
cupboard in the brewery. But when it came
to the point, I found that my legs had grown

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