In Midsummer Days, and Other Tales by August Strindberg
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listened he found that it was the birch which had sung so loudly;
it sounded as if some one were sifting sand or gravel, and again he thought of the lime trees, which make the soft velvety sounds that touch the heart. On the following day his birch was faded and gave little shade. On the day after that the foliage was as dry as paper and rattled like teeth. And finally there was nothing left but a huge birch rod, which reminded him of his childhood. He remembered the gourd of the prophet Jonah, and he cursed when the sun scorched his head. *** A new king had come to the throne, and he brought fresh life into the government of the country. The town was to have a new watercourse, and therefore all the prisoners were commanded to dredge. It was for the first time after many years that he was allowed to leave his cliff. He was in the boat, swimming on the water, and saw much in his native town that was new to him; he saw the railway and the locomotive. And they began dredging just below the railway station. And gradually they brought up all the corruption which lay buried at the bottom of the sea. Drowned cats, old shoes, decomposed fat from the candle factory, the refuse from the dye works called "The Blue Hand," tanners' bark from the tannery, and all the human |
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