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the bedside was whispered from mouth to mouth
outside. He that had something to say made his
way forward gently. “It is one who can bear
witness,” they whispered, and made room for him.
They came out of the darkness, told their story,
and then sank back into the darkness again.
“What does she say now?” those outside asked
when some one left the house. “What does the
severe mistress of Helgesäter say?”
“She shines like a queen and smiles like a bride.
She has moved his armchair to the bed and laid
upon it the clothes that she herself had woven for
him.”
But a sudden silence fell upon the people. No
one told them, all felt it at once—“He is dying.”
Captain Lennert opened his eyes and looked
about him, and saw all he had longed for. He saw
his home, the people, his wife and children, and the
clothes, and smiled. But he had only awakened to
die. He drew a shuddering breath and gave up his
spirit. Then all sound of speech died away, and a
voice took up a funeral hymn. All joined in, and it
was borne up by hundreds of voices; it was carried
up on high.
It was Earth’s farewell greeting to the passing
soul.
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