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(1868) [MARC] Author: Fredrika Bremer Translator: Emily Nonnen With: Charlotte Bremer
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338 SKETCHES.

and every night. They remind me of our wedding-night,
Axel. Qh, those lights! I cannot forget how they dazzled
my eyes when I entered the room to be married. For
some time I could not see any thing. But soon I fancied
that every thing, that the whole world shone. There were
so many, many lights !”

“But you yourself shone brighter than all the bridal-
lights. I saw not them, I saw only you;” said the fond
husband, pressing his young wife to his bosom.

But she could at this moment see and speak only of the
bridal-lights on the height, and however Axel tried to ex-
plain the phenomena of the revolving light, its fires and re-
flectors, still Ellina would inwardly make an explanation of
it of her own. And at night, on her pillow, sleep she
could not, but was constantly looking at the light as it re-
volved, now illuminating her room, and anon leaving it in
utter darkness; she would listen to the wind as with deep-
drawn breath it was sighing round their dwelling; listen to
the monotonous rushing of the sea as the waves unceas-
ingly broke upon the rocks. For it was now autumn, and
the weather was tempestuous. And this ceaseless again
and again, this endiess heaving without rest, without aim,
awoke in the soul of the young wife thoughts and presenti-
ments almost sad. It was the first night in her new home.

Ina peaceful home in one of the most beautiful valleys
of the south of Sweden, surrounded by loving parents, sis-
ters, and youthful companions, she had dreamt a quiet
dream of childhood. There was in the neighborhood a
large town with a university, and from it came voices and
visions of fountains,of wisdom, of the fine arts, and of in-
tellectual ornaments of life. Much that was beautiful
Ellina beheld around her in Nature and in her home; but
she knew that beyond this her quiet world, there existed
one still more beautiful and splendid, which she would see
when she had grown to be a woman. And thus the child
grew up in joyous presentiment of life, thinking constantly,

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