Blind Girl, or, The Story of Little Vendla . e-times, and thanked Stina as much for theirfood, after dinner, as they did papa andmamma.* As for Hagbard, somewhere about the timeof that wonderful dinner he learned that itwas not gentlemanly to be boastful and over-bearing, and that it was no mark of highbreeding to be pretentious or foppish, or * It is a Swedish custom for the children and guests in a family tothank the father and mother, after dinner, for the meal they haveenjoyed. THE DINNER. 65 affected; a discovery that contributed much tothe family comfort and peace. Better still, it was p
Blind Girl, or, The Story of Little Vendla . e-times, and thanked Stina as much for theirfood, after dinner, as they did papa andmamma.* As for Hagbard, somewhere about the timeof that wonderful dinner he learned that itwas not gentlemanly to be boastful and over-bearing, and that it was no mark of highbreeding to be pretentious or foppish, or * It is a Swedish custom for the children and guests in a family tothank the father and mother, after dinner, for the meal they haveenjoyed. THE DINNER. 65 affected; a discovery that contributed much tothe family comfort and peace. Better still, it was plain that with the newyear Hagbard had turned over a new , with tears in her eyes, had told papathat Hagbard had his Bible in the nook by thewindow in the attic, and that the mark wentsteadily forward; and that a page was turneddown in his psalm-book at a hymn whichwas a prayer for a holy and humble walkwith God. That was glad news for the pastor, who had no better joy than to know that his childrenwere walking in the truth. (791). CHAPTER VI. SOMETHING LOST AND SOMETHING FOUND. ~T was half-past three on a winterafternoon. The sun was just setting,* and already an evening quiet seemedto have come over the snow-coveredlandscape. Suddenly there was a merry shout, as thechildren of the parsonage all came out, a happyparty equipped for a coasting frolic. Theywere just starting, when Guda caught sight ofVendla at the kitchen window, her head bentforward to hear the sound of their voices, whileher little face looked wistful and sad. Vendla might go with us! said Guda,turning back. SOMETHING LOST AND SOMETHING FOUND. 67 Yes; and she could carry our shawls, saidIngeborg. That is a good idea. She shall ride on my sled, said Fritz, whowas Vendlas sworn champion. And mine too, as much as she chooses,said Hagbard. It is a shame we didntthink of her before. A few moments more, and Vendla wasequipped for the excursion, and tripping overthe snow as cheerily as the rest. Guda had tak
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