First spoke the half-remembered word,

While o'er thy tottering steps I hung,

Farewell! I pray the Heavenly Power

To keep thee till thy dying hour."

And all the birds sang the same tune, the flowers danced on their

stems, and the old trees nodded as if Ole-Luk-Oie had been telling

How the rain did pour down! Hjalmar could hear it in his sleep;.

and when Ole-Luk-Oie opened the window, the water flowed quite up to