The Emperor of Portugalia eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 229 pages of information about The Emperor of Portugalia.

The Emperor of Portugalia eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 229 pages of information about The Emperor of Portugalia.

Folks wondered, of course, how two people who were so pitiably poor could afford to give a big feast, but to all who knew the whys and wherefores it seemed perfectly natural.

As a matter of fact, when the seine-maker was a rich man he gave his two sons a farmstead each.  The elder son wasted his substance in much the same way as Ol’ Bengtsa himself had done, and died poor.  The younger son, who was the more steady and reliable, kept his portion and even increased it, so that now he was quite well-to-do.  But what he owned at the present time was as nothing to what he might have had if his father had not recklessly made away with both money and lands, to no purpose whatever.  If such wealth had only come into the hands of the son in his younger days, there is no telling to what he might have attained.  He could have been owner of all the woodlands in the Lovsjoe district, had a shop at Broby, and a steamer plying Lake Loeven; he might even have been master of the ironworks at Ekeby.  Naturally he found it difficult to excuse the father’s careless business methods, but he kept his thoughts to himself.

When the crash came for Ol’ Bengtsa, a good many persons, Bengtsa among them, expected the son to come to his aid by the sacrifice of his own property.  But what good would that have done?  It would only have gone to the creditors.  It was with the idea in mind that the father should have something to fall back upon when all his possessions were gone, that the son had held on to his own.

It was not the fault of the younger son that Ol’ Bengtsa had taken up his abode with the widow of the elder son, for he had begged the father more than a hundred times to come and live with him.  The father’s refusal to accept this offer seemed almost like an act of injustice; for because of it the son got the name of being mean and hard-hearted among those who knew the old man was badly off.  Still, there was no ill-feeling between the two.

The son, accompanied by his wife and children, always drove down to the Ashdales over the steep and perilous mountain road once every summer, just to spend a day with his father.

If people had only known how badly he and his wife felt every time they saw the wretched hovel, the ramshackle outhouse, the stony potato patch, and the sister-in-law’s ragged children, they would have understood how his heart went out to his father.  The worst of all was that the father persisted in giving a big party in their honour.  Every time they bade the old man good-bye they begged him not to invite all the neighbours in when they came again the next year; but he was obdurate; he would not forego his yearly feast, though he could ill afford the expense.  Seeing how aged and broken he looked, one would hardly have thought there was so much of the old happy-go-lucky Ol’ Bengtsa of Lusterby still left in him, but the desire to do things on a grand scale still clung to him.  It had caused him misfortune from which he could never recover.

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