Árdís - 01.01.1964, Side 41

Árdís - 01.01.1964, Side 41
Ársrit Bcmdalags lúterskra kvenna 39 Helga remembered Mr. Dalmann from the year before. She remembered his team of ponies and the wagon piled high with boxes containing many wonderful things. Last year he had sold pieces of print and cloth to her mother and Helga had been given a pretty blue ribbon and a small china doll. Maria had finished washing the wool. She straightened her aching back and looked toward Helga who was still busy making dandelion chains. Helga looked up, “Come and sit down with me mamma and I will make a crown for you.” “Just for a minute, dear. Mamma has lots of work to do.” Maria sat down beside her little daughter and Helga put a dandelion crown on her head. “Now you are a queen mamma and I am a princess.” Her mother kissed her and held her close for a brief moment. “Sigga says her mother is going to Heaven soon. Where is Heaven?” Maria was startled. How do you explain the mystery of death to your child when it is still a mystery to yourself. She glanced across the river toward the low log cabin where her friend and neighbour was lying on her deathbed. “Heaven is God’s home for us, my love. A place where there is no pain or sickness and where everyone is happy.” Helga thought about this for a while. “Who will look after Sigga when her mother has gone to Heaven?” Maria changed the subject, by saying, “Look, Helga, the lambs are having a race down the hill and I think your lamb is the winner.” Helga laughed and clapped her hands. She had already for- gotten her unanswered question. The next afternoon she came running into the house. “Mr. Dalmann is here mamma. Are you going to buy something?” Just then Mr. Dalmann came to the door. Helga held her mother’s hand as they went out to the wagon. She was not quite sure of this small dark man who addressed her mother as “Mrs.”, but she forgot her shyness as the boxes were opened. “I have some nice shoes for your little girl,” Mr. Dalmann said. He opened some of the boxes displaying the shoes. “This will just
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