was followed by abundant pecuniary reward as
well as distinction. Her house in Stockholm was the centre of the
literary life of the capital until the death of her husband in 1875,
when she completely retired from the world. She established the
"Rutger Smith Fund" for poor fishermen and their widows, made an
endowment for students to the University of Upsala in memory of her
son, and also founded in memory of her husband a fund for the
assistance of teachers. She died at Stockholm, February 5th, 1892.

As a novelist she shares national honors with her countrywoman,
Fredrika Bremer. Her range in fiction was not confined to a single
field, but embraced all classes and conditions of Swedish life. Her
stories are full of action and rich in incident, and her delineation
of character is natural and shows her real experience of human nature.
She is most happy in depicting the humble fisherfolk and peasants. The
stirring incidents of the adventurous life of the smugglers were
congenial themes, and her graphic descriptions give typical pictures
of the rough coast life among sailors, fishers, and revenue officers.

Among her best and most characteristic works are: 'Gustav Lindorm'
(1835); 'Rosen pa Tisteloen' (The Rose of Tisteloen), 1842;
'Jungfrutornet' (The Maiden's Tower), 1848; 'Enslingen pa
Johannisskaeret' (The Hermit of the Johannis Rock), 1846. Her
autobiography, written in her later years, is sprightly and
interesting. Her collected works number more than thirty volumes, the
greater part of which have been translated into German, French, and
English.

THE PURSUIT OF THE SMUGGLERS

From 'The Merchant House among the Islands'

He [Olagus] thundered his command to his companions:--"Row, row as
fast as you can to the open sea!" And as though it had invisible
wings, the boat turned and shot forward.

"Halt! halt!" cried the lieutenant, whose blood was now up. "In the
name of his Majesty and of the Crown, down with the sails."

Loud laughter from the smugglers' boat sounded across the water.

This scornful laughter was answered from the yacht by the firing of
the second cannon, which was fully loaded. The ball fell into the
water close to the windward of the boat.

The answer was renewed laughter from the smugglers' boat; whose crew,
urged by the twofold desire to save their cargo and to make fools of
the Custom-house officers, continued to increase the distance between
themselves and the yacht. In spite of th