Hong, Edna Hatlestad, 1913- / Muskego boy
Chapter 3: Goodbye to Drammen, pp. -22
"You won't have to walk another step," said Far, picking her up in his strong arms. Many small boats had been anchored side by side to make a bridge to the ship. Karen squealed when they bobbed up and down, and Mor looked as if she were walking on thin ice. Mikkel, however, marched along as boldly as if the whole mountain were under his feet. He even turned around halfway across to watch Uncle Knud help Bestemor. It was funny, but Bestemor looked exactly like Gullsi when the man who had bought her at the auction took her away. Bestemor had the same look in her eyes, and she shuffled along just as slowly as Gullsi had when the man led her down the road. But of course Bestemor didn't have a rope around her neck. Mikkel had never been on a big sailboat in all his life. Now that he was on one for the first time, there was so much bustle and hustle he saw noth- ing but nimble-footed sailors loading cargo and people walking back and forth. All of them were not going to America, Mikkel decided. Some prob- ably were friends and relatives come to say good-bye, although he couldn't tell who were going and who were staying. They all looked sad-that is, all the grown-ups did. A sailor led them down some clumsy stairs into the low, dark space below the deck. Three lamps tried hard to light the big room. The first thing Mikkel saw when his eyes grew accustomed to the dimness was a row of bunks along both sides of the boat. The bunks were double-deckers, one built above the other, and were wide enough for four people. Each one was filled with fresh straw. ."There are seven of you and the baby," said the sailor. "You can have these two bunks here toward the stern. You must use your own bedclothes, you
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