The Heritage of the Kurts, Volume 1 (of 2)Bjørnson, Bjørnstjerne
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The Heritage of the Kurts, Volume 1 (of 2)
Bjørnson, Bjørnstjerne
Norwegian fiction -- Translations into English
There had been, for some time past, a continual delivery and unpacking
of what Rendalen called school apparatus; the most wonderful specimens
were shown to the children. These purchases and his endless journeys
had cost no small sum. How had the money been provided? Quite by chance
Fru Rendalen had discovered that the woods had been sold from "The
Estate" on different terms; some before, and some after, the farms to
which they belonged had been disposed of. Some of these woods had been
merely sold for clearing, and the land itself thus still belonged to
"The Estate." But as it had lain long unused, the fact had been
forgotten, and the woods had been by degrees absorbed into the
surrounding properties. Fru Rendalen lost several lawsuits over this,
but she gained others, and it was therefore good Norse timber which had
paid for Karl's and Tomas's studies.
Tomas had taken up science, Karl theology; both of them going abroad.
Karl had come home again after two years' absence. Tomas had travelled.
During the few months that he had been at home he had given lectures to
the girls in the senior classes, especially on Natural Science. For
example, he explained to them the very newest discoveries in regard to
the activity of the brain, showing them large diagrams. When the
children repeated to their parents how these discoveries were made,
they began to wish to hear about them as well. And it was not rare to
see elder sisters, mothers, or sometimes even fathers, sitting squeezed
in among the children in the class-room, listening to him. It can thus
be easily understood why the gathering on the present occasion was so
large.
Tomas was an ugly, red-haired, freckled fellow, with a somewhat broad
nose, and grey screwed-up eyes, with no eyebrows, or at all events no
visible ones, and with a thin-lipped mouth like his father's. Yet it
was said that the whole school was crazy about him! People wanted to
see and hear what on earth it was all about; three ladies to one
gentleman assembled up at "The Estate."
A path had been made to the right from the great steps, past the front
of the house, and further round the wing, to the courtyard at the back,
which was the usual school road. The new gymnasium was in the courtyard
as well. There was a man stationed at its entrance to-day, and a crowd
of people stood before it who had been refused admittance, and who
protested loudly against this treatment.
It was Andreas Berg who was on the watch that only "parents" came in.
This had been clearly stated in the invitation, but it had been
overlooked or misunderstood, or else people thought they might as well
try all the same, and they were now making a disturbance over it.
They were, of course, mostly young.
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