CHAPTER NINE
KARLSKRONA
Saturday, April third.
IT WAS a moonlight evening in Karlskrona – calm and beautiful.
But earlier in the day, there
had been rain and wind; and the people must have thought that the bad weather still continued,
for hardly a soul...
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CHAPTER NINE
KARLSKRONA
Saturday, April third.
IT WAS a moonlight evening in Karlskrona – calm and beautiful.
But earlier in the day, there
had been rain and wind; and the people must have thought that the bad weather still continued,
for hardly a soul had ventured out into the streets.
While the city lay there so desolate, Akka, the wild goose, and her flock, came flying toward it
over Vemmön and Pantarholmen.
They were out in the late evening to seek a sleeping place on
the islands.
They couldn t remain inland because they were disturbed by Smirre Fox wherever
they lighted.
As the boy rode along, high up in the air, and looked at the sea and the islands which spread
before him, he thought that everything appeared so strange and spooky.
The heavens were no
longer blue, but encased him like a globe of green glass.
The sea was milk-white, and as far as
he could see rolled small white waves tipped with silver ripples.
In among all this white lay
numerous little islets, coal blac
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