Gudmund was unmarried at that time and lived at home with his parents. His father was a farm-owner. His was not a large farm and he was not rich, but he made a good living. The son had gone to the Court House to fetch some deeds for his father, but as there was also another purpose in the trip, he had groomed himself carefully. He had taken the brand-new trap with not a crack in the lacquering, had rubbed up the harness and curried the horse until he shone like satin. He had placed a bright red blanket on the seat beside him, and himself he had adorned with a short hunting-jacket, a small gray felt hat, and top boots, into which the trousers were tucked. This was no holiday attire, but he probably knew that he looked handsome and manly.
Gudmund was seated alone in the cart when he drove from home in the morning, but he had agreeable things to think of and the time had not seemed long to him. When he had arrived about half-way, he came across a poor young girl who was walking very slowly and looked as though she were scarcely able to move her feet because of exhaustion. It was autumn and the road was rain-soaked, and Gudmund saw how, with every step, she sank deeper into the mud. He stopped and asked where she was going. When he learned that she was on her way to the Court House, he invited her to ride. She thanked him and stepped up on the back of the cart to the narrow board where the hay sack was tied, as though she dared not touch the red blanket beside Gudmund. Nor was it his meaning that she should sit beside him. He didn't know who she was, but he supposed her to be the daughter of some poor backwoodsman and thought the rear of the cart was quite good enough for her.
When they came to a steep hill and the horse began to slow up, Gudmund started talking. He wanted to know her name and where she was from. When he learned that her name was Helga, and that she came from a backwoods farm called Big Marsh, he began to feel uneasy. "Have you always lived at home on the farm or have you been out to service?" he asked.
År 2011 har det gått över 70 år sedan Selma Lagerlöf avled, 81 år gammal. För att uppmärksamma hennes liv och författarskap utkommer nu Nils Holgerssons underbara resa genom Sverige som e-bok, en unik händelse i Sverige. På så sätt tar vi Lagerlöf med in i framtiden och gör boken till en ny läsupplevelse där Lars Klintings illustrationer känns mer levande än någonsin.
Den 24 november 1906 utkom första delen av Nils Holgerssons underbara resa genom Sverige. Den trycktes först i 10 000 exemplar och under året 1906 i ytterligare 30 000. 1907 kunde förlaget trycka ytterligare 100 000 exemplar av skolupplagan. Snart sagt varje folkskola skyndade att anta boken som läsebok om vårt land.
Framgången var avgjord. Från att från början vara ett beställningsarbete, som skapats för skolan, av en stor författare med lysande pedagogisk intuition, har Nils Holgersson höjt sig från skolbok till en litterär klassiker av världsformat. Knappast har någon svensk bok nått längre ut i världen och fångat så många läsare i alla åldrar och nationaliteter.
Den här boken är i färg och läses därför med fördel på läsare med färgskärm.
Illustratör: Lars Klinting