nt criticism.
He was a romanticist through and through, with a strong leaning toward
the French school. Among the best of his tales are 'Araminta May,'
'Skaellnora Quarn' (Skaellnora's Mill), and 'Grimstahamns Nybygge'
(Grimstahamn's Settlement). His idyl 'Kapellet' (The Chapel) is
wonderfully true to nature, and his novel 'Palatset' (The Palace) is
rich in humor and true poesy. His literary fame will probably rest on
his romances, which are the best of their kind in Swedish literature.
CHARACTERISTICS OF CATTLE
Any one with a taste for physiognomy should carefully observe the
features of the ox and the cow; their demeanor and the expression of
their eyes. They are figures which bear an extraordinary stamp of
respectability. They look neither joyful nor melancholy. They are seldom
evilly disposed, but never sportive. They are full of gravity, and
always seem to be going about their business. They are not merely of
great economic service, but their whole persons carry the look of it.
They are the very models of earthly carefulness.
Nothing is ever to be seen more dignified, more official-looking, than
the whole behavior of the ox; his way of carrying his head, and looking
around him. If anybody thinks I mean these words for a sarcasm, he is
mistaken: no slur on official life, or on what the world calls a man's
vocation, is intended. I hold them all in as much respect as could be
asked. And though I have an eye for contours, no feeling of ridicule is
connected in my mind with any of these. On the contrary, I regard the ox
and the cow with the warmest feelings of esteem. I admire in them a
naive and striking picture of one who minds his own business; who
submits to the claims of duty, not using the word in its highest sense;
who in the world's estimate is dignified, steady, conventional, and
middle-aged,--that is to say, neither youthful nor stricken in years.
Look at that ox which stands before you, chewing his cud and gazing
around him with such unspeakable thoughtfulness--but which you will
find, when you look more closely into his eyes, is thinking about
nothing at all. Look at that discreet, excellent Dutch cow, which,
gifted with an inexhaustible udder, stands quietly and allows herself to
be milked as a matter of course, while she gazes into space with a most
sensible expression. Whatever she does, she does with the same
imperturbable calmness, and as when a person leaves an important trust
to his own ti
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