01Mar
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What the Old Man Does is Always Right

What the Old Man Does is Always Right

Now I’m going to tell you a story that I heard when I was a little fellow and that I like better and better the more I think of it. For it’s the same with stories as with many people; the older they grow, the nicer they grow, and that is delightful. You have been […]

01Mar
2012
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What One Can Invent

What One Can Invent

There was once a young man who studied to become a poet. He wanted to be a poet by next Easter, so that he could marry and earn his living from poetry, which he knew was just a matter of making things up. But he had no imagination. He firmly believed he had been born […]

01Mar
2012
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What Old Johanne Told

What Old Johanne Told

The wind whistles in the old willow tree. It is as if one were hearing a song; the wind sings it; the tree tells it. If you do not understand it, then ask old Johanne in the poor house; she knows about it; she was born here in the parish. Many years ago, when the […]

01Mar
2012
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What Happened to the Thistle

What Happened to the Thistle

Adjoining the rich estate was a lovely and beautifully kept garden of rare trees and flowers. Guests at the estate enjoyed this fine garden and praised it. People from the countryside all round about and townspeople as well would come every Sunday and holiday to ask if they might see the garden. Even whole schools […]

01Mar
2012
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Vänö and Glänö

Vänö and Glänö

Near the coast of Zealand, off Holsteinborg castle, there once lay two wooded islands, Vänö and Glänö, on which were villages, churches, and farms. The islands were quite close to the coast and quite close to each other; now there is but one of these tracts remaining. One night a fierce tempest broke loose. The […]

01Mar
2012
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A View from Vartou’s Window

A View from Vartou’s Window

Near the green ramparts that run around Copenhagen is a large red house with many windows. These are garnished with balsams and green leaves, but the rooms within are bare and rude, for poor old folk live there. This place is called Vartou. Look there! An old maid is leaning out of a window, plucking […]

01Mar
2012
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Urbanus

Urbanus

In a cloister there lived a young man named Urbanus, who was pious and studious. He was entrusted with the keys to the cloister’s book collection and faithfully guarded this treasure. He wrote many beautiful books and frequently studied the Holy Scriptures and other works. Then one day Urbanus, who had been reading the writings […]

01Mar
2012
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Under The Willow Tree

Under The Willow Tree

The country around the town of Kjöge is very bare. The town itself lies by the seashore, which is always beautiful, although it might be more beautiful than it is, because all around are flat fields, and a forest a long way off. But one always finds something beautiful in the spot that is one’s […]

01Mar
2012
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The Ugly Duckling

The Ugly Duckling

It was so beautiful out on the country, it was summer- the wheat fields were golden, the oats were green, and down among the green meadows the hay was stacked. There the stork minced about on his red legs, clacking away in Egyptian, which was the language his mother had taught him. Round about the […]

01Mar
2012
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Two Maidens

Two Maidens

Have you ever seen “a maiden”? I am referring to what road pavers call a “maiden,” a thing used for ramming down the paving stones. “She” is made entirely of wood, broad at the bottom, with iron hoops around it, and a stick run through it at the upper, narrower end, which gives the maiden […]