The Home in the Valley

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artments, viz:-a middle sized room, by favor called the parlor, in which was generally the dwelling place of the family, and a small chambe

family; the front room belonging to Nanna, and the other to her brother Carl, known in the neighborhood by the nick-name of "Wiseacre," and under cer

med to reign supreme. The rush covered floor; the table, polished to brightness; and the flower vases, filled with odorous boquets of lilacs, the neat window curtains, the handicraft of Nanna, the crimson sofa c

s early life, he nevertheless possessed that gentleness and sociability, which had ever been the characteristic traits of his life. His flowing white locks fell around his countenance, from which the traces of manly bea

dren who had been playing, commenced a little dispute about the proprietorship of a large apple. In an opposite corner Carl had stationed himself. He was a full grown youth with a face bearing an expression of mingled silliness and wisdom.-As he glanced from under his long hai

n the vivacious Magdalena. "You had better read that letter

e, and a flush of joyful pride

nce more, it will be none the less pleasant

nced reading again, and her voice trembled wi

ved M

ly to your loving husband. And as I think I see you approaching me through the air, surrounded by our little angels,-may God protec

telligible. I arrived, on the eighth day of this month, at Goteborg, in safety and in good health. I

ntages, and I feel assured that both yourself and Nanna do all that lies

mpty and meaningless, and I hope that no more of my disagreeable fancies will be realized than that

most severe season, for winter consume

ait until Jon Jonson, who is here at present with his sloop, shall commence his homeward voyage, for I can place no dependence upon young Rask to whom I am obliged to entrust this letter, as he m

ou when Jonson returns, a quantity of foreign goods which I have been fortunate enough to purchase and to place on board his slo

t shawl, and you may give Carl the blue handkerchief which is at the bottom of the parcel. I have not forgotten father

t is to deprive oneself of luxuries that you may prov

to be economical as I have myself, and I cannot resist from occasionally censuring them, and therefore I may not appear so kind to them as I am to you when at home, or while I am writing this letter. Although all my efforts may be fruitless, still I feel as

would not wound your feelings either by word or action; but I must inform you that a rumor has reached my ears about a certain m

e must look to safety. In you, Magde, I can place all confidence, and shall therefore say nothing f

aithful

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ht is dark and cloudy, I see you sitting by my side, the binnacle light shining upon your pleasant face, which is illumined with smiles as I gaze upon little Conrad

which he had intended as confidential, her voice t

letter. It has been more than three weeks, dear father, since you have partaken o

g, child! Fish is ve

rtridge, or even a rabbit. Certainly they would not cost much! But wh

om Almvik, than that they should prevent us from enjoy

time, when Ragnar is at home, he procu

lf fortunate if the proprietor has not poached upon his own premises in return. The affairs of Almv

orted his face in such a manner that it would have been difficult to decide whether he was laughing or crying. He placed

her anger. "It is true that in words, and even in actions, he has conducted himself with more presumption t

endeavor to conceal your emotion

are for a simple dove. When he would snatch his priz

that you are the daughter of a father who was a man of the world; but your b

strangely

edt who possessed riches and lands, wh

ntain a better husband than my Ragnar? Is he not a skillful sailor? I have no doubt but that had he not been married he would long ago have been

t present in straightened circumstances all will be made right when Jonso

and left the apartment. Magde was a dignified and elegant woman, although her countenance was pleasing rather tha