So Aina and Lisa went off to the wood . Ah ! how delightful it was there , how beautiful ! It was certainly tiresome sometimes climbing over the fallen trees , and getting caught in the branches , and waging war with the juniper bushes and the midges , but what did that matter ? The girls climbed well in their short dresses , and soon they were deep in the wood . There were plenty of bilberries and elder berries , but no raspberries . They wandered on and on , and at last they came ... No , it could not be true ! ... they came to a large raspberry wood . The wood had been on fire once , and now raspberry bushes had grown up , and there were raspberry bushes and raspberry bushes as far as the eye could see . Every bush was weighted to the ground with the largest , dark red , ripe raspberries , such a wealth of berries as two little berry pickers had never found before ! Lisa picked , Aina picked . Lisa ate , Aina ate , and in a little while their baskets were full . ` Now we shall go home , ' said Aina . ` No , let us gather a few more , ' said Lisa . So they put the baskets down on the ground and began to fill their pinafores , and it was not long before their pinafores were full , too . ` Now we shall go home , ' said Lina . ` Yes , now we shall go home , ' said Aina . Both girls took a basket in one hand and held up her apron in the other and then turned to go home . But that was easier said than done . They had never been so far in the great wood before , they could not find any road nor path , and soon the girls noticed that they had lost their way .
The worst of it was that the shadows of the tress were becoming so long in the evening sunlight , the birds were beginning to fly XXXXX , and the day was closing in .
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