V. M., The Strange Little Girl: A Story for Children
“ The way was dark and sometimes dreary, and Eline felt like one awakened from a beautiful dream before it was ended.Through the pine forests, over mountains, in deep valleys, and by mighty streams they traveled. Ever they had the harp to cheer the way, to urge their footsteps onward. For the path was untrodden where they went.“There is a path,” the harper said, “a pleasant path and broad, but the journey is long and we must hasten on our way. To the setting sun, to the gleaming sea, we must go; nor may we seek a beaten track lest we be too late.” ”
