Year: 1879

full of flowers. Hark now, Peer" she
went on, addressing her husband.
''YOu will have to frighten him so
thoroughly that he will not come back
again; for we can't have hin running
here every day. Little E4ri is so
afraid of him she hardly ventures to
90 out into the yard any more"
Peer took his rifle from the wall and
went out. Guttorm came rushing
straight toward him, holding on to his
flowers with both hands.


"Whst do you want, boyP' said the
man, making his voice as fierce as he
could.


Flowers-for Dolly" answered
Guttorm, holding out his bouquets of
field flowers as if inviting him to ad-
mire them.


"Don't you know that we have load
ed guns here on the farm?" said the
man, lifting his rifle as if to take aim.


Guttorm made leap down the hill.
The man fired into the air; Guttorm
ran still faster, so that the pebbles flew
about him.


When he had reached the highway,
he dropped down breathless. He
stared up toward the farm, and two
big tears rolled down over his cheeks.
His paradise was closed to him.


After that day Guttorm never went
to the farm; but faithfully, like dog,
he sat down on the road and
watched whether he could not catch
a glimpse of Dolly when she went
out. Then he followed her, but always
at long distance. If she happened to
look back, he nodded to her, and
smiled and made strange grimaces.
But Dolly never needed him.


If little Kari went to any of the
neighboring farms, or if she went into
the woods with her playmates to pick
berries, Guttorm was sure not to be
very far of. He always stood at some
distance and watched their games.
He never spoke to them, or offered to
take part; but whenever his "Dolly'
jumped or laughed, he too would laugh
aloud with delight. Some of the more
courageous among them sometimes
threatened him with their sticks, and
those who wanted to gain the special
favor of dolly threw stones and
tufts of moss after him. And the rest
laughed, if any one hit him.


Guttorm never allowed himself to be
in the least disturbed, but would only
gaze at them, and sometimes point out
places to them where the berries grew
thickly.


Children may be malicious without
themselves knowing it. They at last
grew tired of having Guttorm always
at their heels, wherever they went,
and the elder ones, who had charge Of
Kari, said to her: 'Come, let us go
and tear down his church; then he will
have something else to do than to be
forever running after us.


When Guttorm, the next day, came
to his ehurch-yard, he saw the ruin
they had wrought. The tower had
been torn down, the clergyman lay
PROSTATE, the congregation scattered
about on the floor and the pews were
broken to pieces. Out on the church
yard, many of the head-stones were
torn up and overturned. GuttOrm
stood for awhile as if thunderstruck;
then he gave shrek like wild beast,
lifted up a large stone and hurled it
away over the fields. He tore his hair,
and threw himself down in the sand.


When he arose, his face was quite
changed. The gentle, good-humored
expression was gone; his eyes were
wild and evil; he yearned for revenge
only revenge. He remained lying in
wait all that day, expecting that those
who had wrought this destruction
would return to complete their work.
But no one appeared. Day after day
he lay hidden, and rarely even went
home for his meals; yet no one ap-
peared. On the third dav, his father
came and forced him to go to eat
his dinner. He tried to comfort him,
saying that they would soon repair all
the damage, and MAKE it as fine as it
had been before. But Guttorm refused
to be comforted. He had hardly swal-
lowed his food when again he started
out. He stopped suddenly as he came
up to the fence, for his sharp ear had
perceived that some one was moving
about in the church-ysrd. Itwas three
little boys, who had brought Dolly
along to show what great things they
had done. Guttorm laid himself down
fat upon the ground, and crept noise
lessly forward, like snake. He caught
sight of two of the boys, who were al,
ready hard at work. He had stone
in his hand, and when he saw them
breaking to pieces the cross on Dolly's
grave and digging up the earth, he
hurled the stone at them with all his
strength. Then a scream was heard;
he knew that he had hit. With three
leaps he was in their midst, and was
about to rush against his adversary,
when suddenly he saw-DOlly. There
she lay, pale and motionless. The
blood was running from wound in
her head, and dripping from her red
silk ribbon. GUttOrm struck his hands
against his face, then gave heart
rending shrek, and ran painting down
through forest and fields toward the
river.


That night Guttorm did not return
home. His father sent messengers to
all the farms around, but no one had
seen him. He gathered his neighbOrs
together, and they searched far and
wide without any result. Then the
father suddenly remembered the shrub
at the river, which GuttOrm had not
allowed him to cut down, and with a
heart full of fear he hastened thither.
There lay Guttorm-dead. His hair
was entangled in the twigs of the bushi
the body itself lay out in the river.


The next day came little Kari's
father, to complain of Guttorm; he had
cut large hole in the head of his little
girl. 1t wasn't dangerous, to be sure,
but he must make an end of this perse-
cution.


"He will not trouble you any more
now," said the father, as he lifted the
sheet from the pale, unhappy face.


The man went; but the father stood
long looking at his son. ''They will
be kinder to him up there" he muir
INJURED. "Now he has found his own
Dolly"


Weeping silently, he drew the sheet
again over the dead face.-KTiSt9teT-
| Jansoq, in ScTi6ner's Monthly.


George Bryant, train-master of the
High Bridge, N. j., and VIM. HiObler,
conductor on the Central Railroad Of
New Jersey, were fishing from the
Newark bay bridge three years ago.
| BRYANT lost his sinker and substituted
for it a Central Railroad switch-key.
He got "huge bite" and in drawing
| in his line discovered q large eel on his