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MANHOOD
1. The Laughing Valley
When Claus came the Valley was empty save for the grass, the brook, the
wildflowers, the bees and the butterflies. If he would make his home here and
live after the fashion of men he must have a house. This puzzled him at first,
but while he stood smiling in the sunshine he suddenly found beside him old
Nelko, the servant of the Master Woodsman. Nelko bore an ax, strong and
broad, with blade that gleamed like burnished silver. This he placed in the
young man's hand, then disappeared without a word.
Claus understood, and turning to the Forest's edge he selected a number of
fallen tree-trunks, which he began to clear of their dead branches. He would
not cut into a living tree. His life among the nymphs who guarded the Forest
had taught him that a live tree is sacred, being a created thing endowed with
feeling. But with the dead and fallen trees it was different. They had fulfilled
their destiny, as active members of the Forest community, and now it was
fitting that their remains should minister to the needs of man.
The ax bit deep into the logs at every stroke. It seemed to have a force of its
own, and Claus had but to swing and guide it.
When shadows began creeping over the green hills to lie in the Valley
overnight, the young man had chopped many logs into equal lengths and
proper shapes for building a house such as he had seen the poorer classes of
men inhabit. Then, resolving to await another day before he tried to fit the
logs together, Claus ate some of the sweet roots he well knew how to find,
drank deeply from the laughing brook, and lay down to sleep on the grass,
first seeking a spot where no flowers grew, lest the weight of his body should
crush them.
And while he slumbered and breathed in the perfume of the wondrous Valley
the Spirit of Happiness crept into his heart and drove out all terror and care
and misgivings. Never more would the face of Claus be clouded with
anxieties; never more would the trials of life weigh him down as with a
burden. The Laughing Valley had claimed him for its own.
Would that we all might live in that delightful place!--but then, maybe, it
would become overcrowded. For ages it had awaited a tenant. Was it chance
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