There were once two orphans, a brother and a sister, who lived alone in the old farmhouse where their fathers before them had lived for many generations. The brother's name was Osmo, the sister's Ilona. Osmo was an industrious youth, but the farm was small and barren and he was hard put to it to make a livelihood.
"Sister," he said one day, "I think it might be well if I went out into the world and found work."
"Do as you think best, brother," Ilona said. "I'm sure I can manage on here alone."
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