brother's singing, he became at last so dog-tired of this
April-green hope and this eternal "Trommelommelom" that it was a
great relief to him when they at last arrived at the Sheriff's.

The afternoon passed as it always does on such occasions; they all
enjoyed themselves mightily. For most of them were in love, and
those who were not found almost a greater pleasure in keeping an
eye upon those who were.

Some one proposed a game of "La Grace" in the garden. Cousin Hans
rushed nimbly about and played a thousand pranks, threw the game
into confusion, and paid his partner all sorts of attentions.

Cousin Ola stood at his post and gave his whole mind to his task;
he caught the ring and sent it off again with never failing
precision. Ola would have enjoyed himself, too, if only his
conscience had not so bitterly upbraided him for his nefarious love
for his brother's "future wife."

When the evening began to grow cool the party went in-doors, and
the dancing began.

Ola did not dance much at any time, but to-day he was not at all in
the humor. He occupied himself in observing Hans, who spent the
whole evening in worshipping his lady-love. A spasm shot through
Ola's heart when he saw the light-green frock whirl away in his
brother's arms, and it seemed to him that they danced every dance
together.

At last came the time for breaking up. Most of the older folks had