Arne: A Sketch of Norwegian Country LifeBjørnson, Bjørnstjerne
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Arne: A Sketch of Norwegian Country Life
Bjørnson, Bjørnstjerne
Norway -- Fiction; Norwegian fiction -- Translations into English
"Come, now, we'll first look at the cattle," she said, turning
downwards from the road, into the path. "Those trees on each side,
Nils planted; he wanted to have everything nice, did Nils; and so
does Arne; look, there's the garden he has laid out."
"Oh, how pretty!" exclaimed Eli, going quickly towards the garden
fence.
"We'll look at that by-and-by," said Margit; "now we must go over to
look at the creatures before they're locked in--" But Eli did not
hear, for all her mind was turned to the garden. She stood looking
at it till Margit called her once more; as she came along, she gave a
furtive glance through the windows; but she could see no one inside.
They both went upon the barn steps and looked down at the cows, as
they passed lowing into the cattle-house. Margit named them one by
one to Eli, and told her how much milk each gave, and which would
calve in the summer, and which would not. The sheep were counted and
penned in; they were of a large foreign breed, raised from two lambs
which Arne had got from the South. "He aims at all such things," said
Margit, "though one wouldn't think it of him." Then they went into
the barn, and looked at some hay which had been brought in, and Eli
had to smell it; "for such hay isn't to be found everywhere," Margit
said. She pointed from the barn-hatch to the fields, and told what
kind of seed was sown on them, and how much of each kind. "No less
than three fields are new-cleared, and now, this first year, they're
set with potatoes, just for the sake of the ground; over there, too,
the land's new-cleared, but I suppose that soil's different, for
there he has sown barley; but then he has strewed burnt turf over it
for manure, for he attends to all such things. Well, she that comes
here will find things in good order, I'm sure." Now they went out
towards the dwelling-house; and Eli, who had answered nothing to all
that Margit had told her about other things, when they passed the
garden asked if she might go into it; and when she got leave to go,
she begged to pick a flower or two. Away in one corner was a little
garden-seat; she went over and sat down upon it--perhaps only to try
it, for she rose directly.
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