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Title: Stories for the household
Year: 1889 (1880s)
Authors: Andersen, H. C. (Hans Christian), 1805-1875 Dulcken, H. W. (Henry William), 1832-1894 Bayes, Alfred Walter, 1832-1909, ill
Subjects: Fairy tales
Publisher: London : G. Routledge and Sons

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castle, said Stork-papa ; motherand the youngsters are waiting for us there. How they will turn uptheir eyes and flap their wings! Yes, you see, mother doesnt speakmuch—she s short and dry, but she means all the better. I 11 beginclapping at once, that they may know we re coming. And Stork-papa clapped in first-rate style, and they all flew awaytowards the Vikings castle. In the castle every one was sunk in deep sleep. The Vikings wifehad not retired to rest until it was late. She was anxious about Helga,who had vanished with the Christian priest three days before: she knewHelga must have assisted him in his flight, for it was the girls horsethat had been missed from the stables ; but how all this had been effectedwas a mystery to her. The Viking woman had heard of the miraclestold of the Christian priest, and which were said to be wrought by himand by those who believed in his words and followed him. Her passingthoughts formed themselves into a dream, and it seemed to her that she
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HELGA MEETS \7ITH HEE MOTHEE IN THE MABSH. \vas still lying awake on her couch, and that deep darkness reignedwithout. The storrn drew near: she heard the sea roaring and rollingto the east and to the west, like the waves of the North Sea and theCattegat. The immense snake which was believed to surround the spanof the earth in the depths of the ocean was trembling in convulsions;she dreamed that the night of the fall of the gods had come—Kagnarok,as the heathen called the last day, when everything was to pass away,even the great gods themselves. The war-trumpet sounded, and thegods rode over the rainbow, clad in steel, to fight the last battle. Thewinged Valkyrs rode before them, and the dead warriors closed the train.The whole finnament was ablaze with Northern Lights, and yet the dark-ness seemed to predominate. It was a terrible hour. 600 Stories for the Household. And close by the terrified Viking woman Helga seemed to be crouchingon the floor in the hideous-frog form, trembling

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