part: it is always taken out with her when she pays a visit--for
the sake of conversation it is brought out; all is then looked
through, and every article goes the round of the company. Yes,
there are beautiful things to be seen: a little wheelbarrow with a
pincushion, a silver fish, and the little yard-measure of silk
ribbon."

"Yes, and the amber heart!" said Sophie; "the little Napoleon of
cast iron, and the officer who is pasted fast to the bottom of the
box: that is a good friend in Odense, she lately told to me in
confidence."

"See what beautiful stone fences the Kammerjunker has made!" said
the mother. "And how beautifully the cherry-trees grow! He is an
industrious man!"

They approached the garden. It was laid out in the old French
style, with straight walks, pyramids of box, and white painted
stone figures: satyrs and goddesses peeped through the green
foliage. You now caught sight of a high tower with a spire; and
soon the whole of the old mansion presented itself to view. The
water was conveyed away from the broad moats, where the weeping
willows with bowed heads and uncovered roots stood in the warm
sunshine. A number of work-people were busily employed in clearing
the moats of mud, which was wheeled in barrows on both sides.

They soon reached the principal court-yard. The barns and the
out-buildings lay on the opposite side. A crowd of dogs rushed forth
barking toward the carriage--all possible races, from the large
Danish hound, which is known to the Parisian, down to the steward's