that tradition asserted to have been practised here, in Sir

Svanwedel's time, came into Jurgen's mind, and made him shudder; but a

sunbeam, a refreshing thought from without, penetrated his heart

even here- it was the remembrance of the flowering elder and the sweet

He was not left there long. They took him away to the town of

Ringkjobing, where he was imprisoned with equal severity.

Those times were not like ours. The common people were treated

harshly; and it was just after the days when farms were converted into