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(1921) Author: Sigrid Undset
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shoemaker, who spoke of spiritual grace; then suddenly she rose
herself to bear witness.

His pretty, smart sister who once had been so fond of
dancing and merriment. She loved to read and to learn; when he
had got work in town he sent her books and pamphlets and the
Social Democrat twice a week. At thirty she was “saved,”
and now she “spoke in tongues.”

She had bestowed all her love on her nephew Anders and a
little girl they had with them—an illegitimate child from
Christiania. With sparkling eyes she told them about Jesus,
the children’s Friend.

The next day it was snowing; he had promised to take the
children to a cinema in the small neighbouring town, and they
had to walk a couple of miles in the melting snow, leaving
black footprints behind. He tried to talk to the children,
asking questions and receiving guarded answers.

But on the way back the children were the inquisitive ones,
and, flattered, he gave frank and detailed answers, anxious to
give them proper information about the films they had seen—of
cowboys in Arizona and cocoanut harvest in the Philippines.
And he tried his best to tell them properly and answer without
ever being at a loss.


Oh, spring-time!

It was on a spring day he had gone to Viterbo with Jenny
and Francesca. Dressed in black, she had been sitting by the
window looking out with eyes so big and grey—he
remembered it well.

The stormy clouds sent showers over the brown plains of the
Campagna, where there were no ruins for the tourists to go and
see, only a crumbled wall here and there and a farm with two
pines and some pointed straw-stacks near the house. The pigs
herded together in the valley, where some trees grew beside a

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