the north side of the house, where it was tethered, and no one could
find out what had killed it. Several misfortunes followed, and he kept
going downhill; but the worst of all was when his barn, with all that
it contained, burned down in the middle of the winter; no one knew how
the fire had originated.

"This has been done by some one who wishes me ill," said Anders,--and
he wept that night. He was now a poor man and had lost all ambition
for work.

The next evening Baard appeared in his room. Anders was in bed when he
entered, but sprang directly up.

"What do you want here?" he cried, then stood silent, staring fixedly
at his brother.

Baard waited a little before he answered,--

"I wish to offer you help, Anders; things are going badly for you."

"I am faring as you meant I should, Baard! Go, I am not sure that I
can control myself."

"You mistake, Anders; I repent"--

"Go, Baard, or God be merciful to us both!"

Baard fell back a few steps, and with quivering voice he murmured,--

"If you want the watch you shall have it."