Full resolution (JPEG) - On this page / på denna sida - Sidor ...
<< prev. page << föreg. sida << >> nästa sida >> next page >>
Below is the raw OCR text
from the above scanned image.
Do you see an error? Proofread the page now!
Här nedan syns maskintolkade texten från faksimilbilden ovan.
Ser du något fel? Korrekturläs sidan nu!
This page has never been proofread. / Denna sida har aldrig korrekturlästs.
kick each other, so Karsten had to come in
front and Petter eould sit in lonely grandeur
on the wooden lunch-box.
Finally we came in sight of the water that
wc had to cross. It was a large lake, black and
stili.
“Hurrah! You must wake up now,
An-drine! ”
There lav the boat we were to row over in,
and there was the enclosure where the horse
was to be left. Oh, how good it was to stretch
one’s legs after sitting so long!
But now Karsten began to put on airs. He
wanted to show how elever he was in a boat, so
he took command, gave orders, and thrashed
the air with bis arms,—you never saw such
be-havior.
“ He’s a great fellow in a boat,” said Trond.
The stones at the edge of the lake were wet
and slimy. Petter Kloed clambered into the
boat with great care.
“Look out for vourself, you landlubber!”
said Karsten. Then he pressed an oar hard
<< prev. page << föreg. sida << >> nästa sida >> next page >>
