ow. They ate their suppers,
and the old lamp, as we have said, lay in the armchair close by the
warm stove. It was, for the old lamp, as if the whole world was turned
upside down. But when the old watchman looked at it, and spoke about
what they had lived to see with each other, in rain and drizzle, in
the clear, short summer nights, and when the snow drove about so that
it was good to get into the pent-house of the cellar,--then all was
again in order for the old lamp, it saw it all just as if it were now
present;--yes! the wind had blown it up right well,--it had
enlightened it.

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* Bornholm, a Danish island in the Baltic is famous for its
manufactures of clocks, potteries, and cement; it contains also
considerable coal mines, though not worked to any extent. It is
fertile in minerals, chalks, potters' clay of the finest quality, and
other valuable natural productions; but, on account of the jealous
nature of the inhabitants, which deters foreigners from settling
there, these productions are not made so available or profitable as
they otherwise might be.

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The old folks were so clever and industrious, not an hour was quietly
dozed away; on Sunday afternoons some book was always brought forth,
particularly a book of travels, and the old man read aloud about
Africa, about the great forests and the elephants that were there
quite wild; and the old woman listened so attentively, and now and
then took a side glance at the clay elephants--her flower-pots. "I can
almost imagine it!" said she; and the lamp wished so much that there
was a wax candle to light and be put in it, so that she could plainly
see everything just as the lamp saw it; the tall trees, the thick
branches twining into one another, the black men on horseback, and
whole trains of elephants, which, with their broad feet, crushed the
canes and bushes.

"Of what use are all my abilities when there is no wax candle?" sighed
the lamp; "they have only train oil and tallow candles, and they are
not sufficient."

One day there came a whole bundle of stumps of wax candles into the
cellar, the largest pieces were burnt, and the old woman used the
smaller pieces to wax her thread with when she sewed; there were wax
candle ends, but they never thought of putting a little piece in the
lamp.

"Here I stand with my rare abilities," said the lamp; "I have
everything within me, but I cannot share any part with them. They know
not that I can transform