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Thence came the vikings
that roved the seas, serving no man as master; and through the dark
ages of feudalism no lord long bent the neck of those stout yeomen
to the yoke. Germany, forgetting honor, treaties, and history, is
trying to do it now in Slesvig, south of the Nibs, and she will
as surely fail. The day of long-delayed justice, when dynasties by
the grace of God shall have been replaced by government by right
of the people, will find them unconquered still.
Alas! I am afraid that thirty years in the land of my children's
birth have left me as much of a Dane as ever. I no sooner climb the
castle hill than I am fighting tooth and nail the hereditary foes
of my people whom it was built high to bar. Yet, would you have
it otherwise? What sort of a husband is the man going to make who
begins by pitching his old mother out of the door to make room for
his wife? And what sort of a wife would she be to ask or to stand
it?
But I was speaking of the tenement by the moat. It was a ramshackle,
two-story affair with shiftless tenants and ragged children.


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