August Justander (The Kalmar Union)

August Justander was an Álengsk writers sometimes called the first of Álengiamark's modern novelists.

August's parents were Finnish and had emigrated to Álengiamark in 1778. At that time Álengiamark had only recently brought its regions back under central control thanks to the reforms of Herridr I and had welcomed many thousands of Finns and Svealanders following the Great Baltic War. These new settlers were mostly directed to the underpopulated region of Nanticoke Fylke. Settlement of this peninsula had been slow in previous centuries and the government in St. Hafdiss saw an opportunity to use the influx of new to help develop the fylke. Therefore August's parents, after a short stay in Kristjanaborg were loaned funds to buy a plot of land and travelled to start their new lives in Nanticokeland. August, the youngest of ten children was born in 1789 in the small village of, some fifteen miles northwest of Yrsakavelyk, in which his father Yrjo was a prominent member of the farming community and his mother Katerina ran the local school.

With almost all of the family's land already claimed by elder brothers young August was trained for a career as a notary. To subsidise his income he submitted stories to the local newspapers and was eventually

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His most celebrated work  was written between March 1813 and June 1814 and published in weekly installments in the 'Yrsakavelykannáll'. The breakneck pace of writing required to meet the deadlines probably explains the occasional lapse into cliché and inaccuracies. Justander would later complain the deadlines caused him great 'delirium' and he largely abandoned his regular job and employed his sister Karoliina as an editor (some question how much of the book she herself wrote) to meet the demands. Despite the exertions the work was greatly admired and was republished in Kristjanaborg's largest journal 'Támarít' before being printed in book form after his death.

The Plot
The narrative centres on the Kempii family, a farming family of Finnish descent. Finding farming life good they buy the old Álengsk manor house despite warnings that the building is haunted. At first the family does well, renovating the house and. However after cutting down a copse on the grounds voices begin to plague the youngest children as they play in the grounds while items go missing from the house itself. At first the Álengsk authorities put blame squarely on the local Leifians, the poor and superstitious Maraughquaick. However a Svealandic preacher, Malmberg, convinces the family that something more otherworldly is responsible. Malmberg and a young Álengsk policeman proceed to investigate the strange happenings around the farm. A Maraughquiack farmhand apparently spontaneously combusts as, under pressure he clears out a old ceremonial site from the copse. Eventually the culprit is found; a young man from the village skilled in ventriloquism who was denied the hand of the eldest daughter Alexandra as he was too poor. However even as he is led away the youngest child complains that one voice still remains.

Reaction
Many literary critics overlook the gimmicks of the plot, ventriloquism and spontaneous combustion while appealing to the masses got little praise from more serious minded readers, and see the book as a gothic evocation of a Finnic Nanticokeland that has to many extents disappeared. Justander reserves much ire for nosy Álengsk officials (particularly the school inspector) who attempt to impose the Álengsk language and customs on the villagers. This appears to have been inspired by his mother's own experiences and it seems likely she was censured for teaching in Finnish on more than one occasion. It also delves into a landscape that was still dominated by old Álengsk and Marauqhquaick structures and mines them for atmosphere. The castle at Breithrumma is described in fine detail preceding its poorly-thought out reconstruction several years while the Maraughquiack 'temple-barn' is a evocation of a practice long-since disappeared.

Karoliina spent a year eradicating various errors and turning the weekly prose into a more coherent narrative before she allowed it to be published as a single volume. It was an instant success

August never married