The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1877-03-29
V9noe and Gl9nOe.

Once upon time there lay, OH Jne
coast of Zealand, right opposite to
Holsteinborg, two wood clad islands,
Vanoe and. GlBnoe, with churches, VII
lagos and farms upon them they lay
near the coast and near each other
now only one island is there.
One night there blew dreadful
gale the sea rose as it had not risen
in the memory of man the storm
grew worse and worse: 1t was Dooms.
day weather. There was SOUND as II
the earth were splitting. The church
bells swung to and fro, and rang With
out the aid Of man.
| That night Vnnoe vanished In the
depths of the sea it was just as II that
island had never been. But many
summer night since then, when the
tide is low, and the waters are still and
clear, and the fisher is spearing cells
by the torchlight at his bows, he has
seen-for his eyes are sharp-VBnoe
deep down beneath him, with its
white church tower and high church
walls. sVanoe is waiting for Gl4noe,
it was said. He has seen the island,
he has heard the church bells ring
under the water-but no, there he was
wrong it must have been the cry OF
the wild swans, that often gather on
these waters their weepings and
wailing sound like distant peal OF
bells.
There came a time when the old
folk of Glnnoe still talked of that
stormy night, and told how they them.
, selves, when children, had driven be-
! tween the two islands at low water
"iust as nowadays" they said, "from
the coast of Zealand, not far from Hol
!, steinborg, one drives over to Gl4noe
! with water only halfway up the
: wheels" "Vanoe is waiting for Gln
noe,' was the saying, and 1t became
!, settled tradition.
> Many little boy and girl lay II
: stormy nights, and thought, ''To-nlgh
Ii will come the hour when Vanoe fetch
/ es Glnnoe. In fear and tremb'in!
: they repeated ssOur Father fel
9 asleep and dreamed sweet dreams; AM
u the next morning Gl1noe was Sill
. there. with its woods and corn-helds
it's friendly cottages and hop-gardens
i the bird sang. the deer sprang. tn
y mole could smell no sea-water as Tar
. it could burrow.
>, And yet Glenoe's days are number
> ed: we cannot say how many they ma
) be. but they are numbered: one lin
morning will the island have dlsal
70 peared.
le 1t may seem but yesterday, pc
u chance, that you were here on the Sc
$ shore. and saw the wild swan float c
III the water between Zealand and Glano
70 a boat with swelling sails gllded pa
eu the woodland; you'yourself drove ov'
do the shallow ford. there was no otn
ny way across the horses trampled
sie the water; it splasned around Il
- wheels.
VS. You have left the piac
ia and have roamed a L
10 tie in the wide world. perchance; al
~ after a few years you come back agal
Ell You see yonder wood inclosing.a WI
w, stretch of green meadows. where t
o,e hay smells sweet in front OF tidy c.
Us, tages. Where are youl Why. here
,,,l Holsteinborg still Haunting its qua
steeple, but no longer down Dy {
ford; it lies higher up the count
You can walk through wood ana n
down to the shore. Where is Gi3n'
hat You see no wood-island before y
,ple nothing but open sea. has S@l
one fetched GlRnoe, which it waited
vho so long! When was the stormy mi