Hong, Edna Hatlestad, 1913- / Muskego boy
Chapter 4: Two months on a sailboat, pp. -30
"Who was that?" chimed Mikkel and Karen together when the couple had walked away. "That is Herr Clausen and his wife. He is a schoolmaster from Den- mark." "Are they high class people?" asked Mikkel. "Can't you hear that from the way he talks, Mikkel?" asked Uncle Knud. "I tell you, that man speaks the finest book language I have ever heard!" "If Herr and Fru Clausen are fine folk, they must live in one of the cabins on first deck, up there where the lumberman's son, S0ren Bache, and the rich cabinetmaker from Drammen and his wife are." "Of course," answered Mor, as if there were no question about that. For dinner that Pentecost day they had cream porridge made from some precious evaporated cream which Mor had saved for this great Lord's day. Mor brought out some lefse, too-nealy folded like a handkerchief. What a feast it was after the sour milk and flatbread and potatoes they had been eat- ing for over a week! The real fun came when they neared the Straits of Dover. The wind whooped through the narrow channel and tried desperately to drive them back to Norway. Mikkel and Per leaned over the railing and watched the boat's nose plough through the waves. They laughed when the deck reared up like a balky horse and sent them tumbling. They wanted to laugh when they saw people carrying dirty water to throw overboard spill it all over someone carrying a kettle of newly-made soup-but they didn't! It wasn't so funny, though, when the sailors ordered everybody below and fastened the hatches so the waves wouldn't wash in and drown them. It was terribly dark and hot and stuffy down below, and almost all the old
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