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SKETCHES. 4038
a saying in the country, that he who reaches home first on
Christmas Day will be the first to get in his harvest in
the autumn.
But this is more a saying than a truth, and certain it is
that the people, while driving and running away over hill
and dale, looked so merry, that it was easy to see that there
was more fun than earnest in it.
The widow was not in any hurry, but was the last to
leave the church with her children. The sun shone brightly
over the earth, which was now sleeping its winter-sleep
under a shining white coverlet, and the dark pine-forest
looked sleepy also, as it stood there with a white night-cap
upon its rugged head.
In silence the widow drove home with her children
through the forest.
Serious, although not gloomy thoughts made her silent.
The little ones were hungry and cold, and what Andets
thought, they did not know. But Polle was thinking of his
dinner, that was clear, for he trotted home as fast as ever
he could, and his bells were tinkling merrily through the
forest.
And soon after Polle was standing in his stable, and gave
himself a treat of Christmas fodder, so that you could
almost hear how he enjoyed it. And the widow with her
children was also soon seated at the dinner-table, eating a
delicious dish of cabbage-soup and beef. And I cannot
describe to you how well it tasted. Certain it is that the
king’s cabbage-soup could not taste better. After dinner
they had a cup of coffee in honor of Christmas Day.
Now, when it was dusk and they were all sitting in the
cotiage, where the Christmas log was flaming and crackling
on the hearth, the widow said to the children : —
“ Well, I wonder whether my little ones remember any-
thing of the sermon at the matins, and what the young
clergyman told us about Christ, and what He has taught us,
and what we ought to live for.”
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