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deepest feelings, particularly her griefs, and it
was only under the influence of our personal
intercourse, that she melted and became
communicative. Consequently, it was not till I
returned to Sweden, that I learned what I
know about her history during my absence.
Nevertheless, I shall quote extracts from the
most characteristic parts of her correspondence
of this period.
‘Thanks for your letter from Dresden. I am
always delighted to get a few lines from you,
though this letter, on the whole, made a very
melancholy impression. Well, what can we do?
such is life, we don’t get what we wish, and
what we fancy we want; everything else, but
not that. Somebody else obtains the happiness
I wanted, and of which perhaps he never thought.
There must be something wrong with the waiting
at life’s great festival, as it seems that all the
guests get portions which were meant for
others.
‘However, N. (Frithjof Nansen) seems to have
got the portion he wanted; he is in such
raptures with his intended Greenland expedition
that in his eyes no bride could equal it. . . . I
am afraid nothing could induce him to give up
travelling to the manes of the great dead, who,
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