Summary

Various Harper's Young People, January 20…

They nodded, and went off, Lars looking after them hopelessly as he muttered: "I might have known this; it is just my luck. Oh, Ilda! Ilda! why did I bring you with me?—and poor little Hanne!"
The child clung to her mother, her blue eyes dilated with fear, and her little hands about her mother's neck.
"Hush, Lars," said Ilda; "where thou art, there I would be, and so would Hannchen. God is yet able to save us."
The moments seemed like days; presently the vessel gave a great lurch to one side, and Lars had just time to tie Ilda to him as the waves broke over the jagt.
Source: Gutenberg

Various Harper's Young People, January 20…

It was as if a good-natured giant had spilled a huge basket of red and white rose-buds over the oaken landing and stairs, up which the children followed Milly to the dressing-room and the parlors, where the fires glowed in the cheerful grates, and the lamps in beautiful tinted globes made a brightness that seemed to the children more wonderful than day.
Now it is not so much about Milly's party as about one little girl who was in it that I am going to tell you; because parties are very commonplace things, and little girls, at least some little girls, are not.
Source: Gutenberg

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