Cecilia’s Album: Axelina Fries (Fock) – A lock of her hair

Cecilia’s Album: Axelina Fries (Fock) – A lock of her hair

Axeline Fries was 14 years old in May of 1844. When she sat down to write a card for Cecilia Koch’s memory album, she had already decided on her favorite poem. She knew it by heart. Måtte nya blommor smycka, Hvarje dag du möter än. Intet saknas i din lycka, Helgad utaf vänskapen. (Literally translated as: May new flowers adorn, every day that greets you […]

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The country side is so wonderful at this time of the year

The country side is so wonderful at this time of the year

“The country side is so wonderful at this time of the year.” Augusta described her country surroundings in the spring – the blue sky, the song of the larch, the warmth of the sun – and Kerstin and I decided that after a winter of research, we should do an outing to Augusta’s home. Augusta lived at Loddby, an estate located just outside Norrköping. Her brother-in-law, […]

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0h! Everything is difficult, everything changes.

0h! Everything is difficult, everything changes.

Loddby, 2 September 1850 This week we have been at Krusenhof and said goodbye to Eric. Our trips to this, my second childhood home, have begun again ever since my friends at Krusenhof [the family Hjort] have once more gathered in their home. How the road is dear to me and how well I know every single rock and every bush; they are all my […]

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Stockholm, March 12, 1851

Stockholm, March 12, 1851

Since Saturday evening I am here in Stockholm, our Swedish Paris, the dance-hungry’s Eldorado. Our journey here was miserable; unfavorable road conditions for the sleigh and grey, chilly weather. We ate bad food and slept miserably in cold, unpleasant lodgings, chatted with drunk coachmen, drank mulled wine, and finally arrived frozen and exhausted to our nice and beautiful Stockholm where we took in at Hotel […]

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The Illumination of Stockholm 9 February 1853

The Illumination of Stockholm 9 February 1853

Stockholm, 9 February 1853     My Dear Adolf: It is evening and on top of all it is the large and remarkable illumination evening. For the last three days, I have missed my Adolf and in vain waited for you at the usual time; in vain longed, in vain complained, but this evening, yes this evening, there are no limits to my sense of […]

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