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(1919) [MARC] Author: Dikken Zwilgmeyer
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county judge, and I a doctor, but we will live
in the same house and have just the same
num-ber of children. And we are going to be
friends all our lives.

The other children who were at Goodfields
that summer were just little ones, some
roly-polys and some thin, pale, little things who
were dressed in laces and took malt extract,
and had legs no bigger than drumsticks.

One Sunday we went to church. Four fat
horses and four wagons started from
Goodfields with the churchgoers.

It was so peaceful and so beautiful; down on
the fjord one hoat after another set out from
the opposite side bringing people to church;
the boat s left a broad streak behind them in the
calm, smooth water.

We drove past little groups of peasants—
women and giris with white linen heacl-dresses,
and men in shirt-sleeves with their jackets over
their arms, for the sun was roasting hot on the
open roads. “ Good cheer,” they all greeted us
with, and when we had passed I heard them

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