Arne and the Christmas Star
Far out to sea, the freighter Stjerne foughtthe storm bravely. At home in the little Norwegianfishing village, Arne and his family waited andprayed. It was the Christmas season, and theStjerne was the Christmas ship this year, bearingYuletide gifts and other good things for the village.
But more important than the gifts, the Stjernecarried her gallant crew—and Arne’s brotherGustav, her first mate.
How Arne does his part to help bring theChristmas ship safely into port makes a thrillingtale.
By the author of THE CHRISTMAS STOVE.
Arne
and the
Christmas Star
a story of Norway
Alta Halverson Seymour
illustrated by
Frank Nicholas
Wilcox and Follett Company CHICAGO
ARNE AND THE CHRISTMAS STAR
by ALTA HALVERSON SEYMOUR
Copyright 1952, by Wilcox & Follett Co.
Manufactured in the United States of America
Arne and the Christmas Star
To Todd
who was the first to make friends
with Arne
“Oh, Mother, I hear Uncle Jens’s folks are goingup the mountain to the saeter tomorrow. Can I go alongthis time, do you suppose?” Arne’s tongue was flying ashe burst into the kitchen, and his blue eyes looked eagerlyaround for his mother.
No one was in sight but his grandmother, busy withher mixing bowl at the kitchen table. “Where’s Mother,Besta?” he asked. “Cousin Bergel just told me they’regoing to take the cows and goats up the mountain tomorrow.Do you know who all are going? Do you supposeI can—”
“For goodness’ sake, boy, you go on like a spinningwheel! It must be that red hair of yours that drives youalong so fast. Just be quiet a minute, will you? I can onlyanswer five or six questions at a time. Your mother andsister Margret are over helping Aunt Tina get thingsready for the trip tomorrow.”
“They’re going, then! Oh, I hope I get to go too. Ithink I will, don’t you?” Arne helped himself to a bit ofcooky dough from the sticky yellow mass on his grandmother’sfloured board, looking warily at her out of thecorner of his eye. Her hand was quick, and he might geta sharp rap on the knuckles.
But he didn’t this time. She merely moved her boardaway from him and began adding flour to the dough.“Such a boy!” she exc