The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-04-02

him on his legs again. Then he
thought Of what Aslang's father had
enid: If you can get up to her next
Saturday without being stopped by
Canute and his men the girl shall be
yours - Over and over again he
looked up'at 'Husaby farm. Il shall
never see another Christmas " thought
Thor.
Saturday came. and Thor went out
early In the morning. The day was
most beautiful the sun shone SO
brightly that the very bushes seemed
alive Up on the mountain many
voices we're 'jodling. and there was
much blowing OF horns When even-
ing came he was sitting 1t his cottage
door watching the steaming mist rise
up on the hills He,lo6ked upward
all was quiet; he looked over toward
Husaby farmland then he jumped
into his boat and rowed away round
the point. :. IS
Aslang sat before the hut; her days
work was done; she was thinking
Thor would not come that evening.
and that therefore many others might
come insteaa 40 she unfastened the
dog. and Without saying anything.
walked fartkefon She sat down 50
that she could nee across the valley.
but the mist hs rising there and pre-
vented her looking down. Then she
chose another place and without
thinking more about II sat down %
that she looked toward the side where
lay the ford. Itseemed 10 bring peace
to her soul when she could gaze far
away across the water.
As she sat there the fancy struck
her that she was inclined to sing. so
she chose song with .long- drawn
notes and far and wide it sounded
through the mountains She liked to
hear herself sing, so she began over
again when the first verse was ended.
But when she had sung the second. II
seemed as though some one answered
from far down below. Dear me.
what can that beT' thought Aslang.
She stepped forward to the edge and
twined her arms around a slender
birch which hung trembling over the
precipice and looked down. But she
could see nothing; the ford lay there
calm and at rest; not single bird
skinned the water. So Aslang sat
herself down again and again she be-
gan to sing. Once more came the
answering voice in the same tone and
nearer than the first time That
sound was no echo whatever Il may
be-" Aslang jumped to her feet and
again leaned over the cliff. And there
down below at the foot OF the rocky
wall she saw q boat fastened. 1t
looked like tiny nutshell, for it was
very far down. She looked again and
saw fur cap and under it the figure
OF man. climbing up the steep and
barren cliff.
Who can it bep" Aslang asked
herself; and letting go the birch she
stepped back. She dared not answer
her own question. but well she knew
who it was. She threw herself down
on the greensward. seizing the erase
with both hands as though it were
she who dared not lose her hold for
fear OF falling But the grass came
up by the roots; she screamed aloud
and dug her hands deeper and deeper
into the soil. She prayed to God to
help him; but then it struck her that
this feat OF Thor's would be called
tempting Providence" and therefore
he could not expect help from above.
Only just this oncer' she prayed.
Hear my prayer just this one time
and help him!" Then she threw her
arms around the dog as though 1t were
Thor whom she was clasping. and
rolled herself on the grass beside 1t.
The time seemed to her quite end
less.
n Suddenly the dog began to bark.
Bow wow" said he to Aslang and
jumped upon her. And again. Wow
WOW" Then over the edge of the
cliff a coarse. round cap came to
view. and-Thor was In her arms!
N He lay there a whole minute, and
neither OF them was capable OF utter
ing a syllable. And when they did
begin to talk there was neither sense
nor reason in anything they said.
But when old Canute Husaby heard
OF it he uttered remark which had
both sense and reason. Bringing his
fist down on the table with tremen-
dous crash. The lad deserves herr
he cried; the girl shall be hist"
Bjornst. erne Bjornson in the Strand.