The circulation warranted Mr.Hansen and his publisher in bringing out several other novels of mine.

The Danish translator was the only person concerned in the various foreign editions of this book who had the courtesy to ask the author's leave.
Under the old conditions in regard to international copyright, an author came to be regarded as one not entitled even to common civilities in the matter of reprinting his works--he was to be plundered without politeness.

As I look at the row of my books in the unfamiliar Danish, I am reminded of that New England mother who, on recovering her children carried away by the Canadian Indians, found it impossible to communicate with a daughter who spoke only French and a son who knew nothing but the speech of his savage captors.

Mr.Hansen was thoughtful enough to send me the reviews of my books in the Danish newspapers; and he had the double kindness to translate these into English and to leave out all but those that were likely to be agreeable to my vanity.

Of these I remember but a single sentence, and that because it was expressed with felicity.
The reviewer said of the fun in "The Hoosier School-Master:" "This is humor laughing to keep from bursting into tears." A year or two before the appearance of "The Hoosier School-Master," a newspaper article of mine touching upon American dialect interested Mr.
Lowell, and he urged me to "look for the foreign influence" that has affected the speech of the Ohio River country.