"No two of those girls are dressed alike," continued Sigrid, who was still interested in costumes.
"That is because each maid wears the peasant dress of one of the provinces of Sweden, and there are many provinces. One of those Dalecarlian girls has a dress like the one you wore on Midsummer's Eve. In that part of the country, the girls wear their bright aprons and kerchiefs more than anywhere else in Sweden."
"Why, where is Anders?" asked Major Lund. He had been chatting with an old friend and had just returned to his family.
Sure enough, the lad had disappeared. The crowd had pressed in close about the platform. Every one was so pleased with these old folk-dances, that they had forgotten the child.
"Do you suppose he has gone back to look at the seals or the polar bears?" asked Erik.
It was sometime before Major Lund returned from his hunt. But Anders was with him.
"Where do you think I found the rogue?" asked Major Lund. "He was drinking raspberry juice with a nice old lady who thought he was lost. Do you know what happens to little boys who run away?"
Major Lund looked very stern. But the mother was so glad to find the child that I don't believe anything did happen.