Cornelli

and fro. One moment their glossy foliage was sparkling in the sunshine, and the next a deep shad

eing driven along by the wind, or had to fight her way against it. From her arm was dangling a hat, which, as she raced along, se

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hich the child had often sought quiet and shelter after running about in the sun. She had reach

ghting her way against the wind, but soon she turned. Driven by it, she flew down the steep incline to the path which led down to the narrow valley. She kept on running till she had reached a small wooden house, whic

two at a time. Soon she reached the top, and o

through the open door. "Have you noti

tight-fitting cap on her head. Her clothes were so very tidy and clean, however, that it seemed as if she might have s

ll. One has to fight it with all one's might, otherwise one might be blown down the mountain side like a bird. It would

child's hand. "It seems to me that the wind has pulled you

own to the left. The little apron, instead of being in front, hung down on the side, and from the bottom of her skirt the braid hung loose, carrying upon it brambles and f

her skirt away. "You must not sew, for your finger is all pricked

d of work does not hurt me; but when I sew heavy shirts for the farmers and the workmen in the iron work

ey could make their own shirts and prick th

to be able to get work enough to earn my living without help. I have to be thankful to our Lor

in the little room. It was modestly f

ch, really, but you keep everything so neat,

unshine and to my carnations. Then I thank God in my heart for the joy of a new day before me. There are many poor people who wake up only to sorrow and tears. They have to spend all day on their sick beds and have many troubles besides. Can you see now

y down the incline beside the rushing stream. Soon she came to the large buildings from which the sound of hissing fires, loud thumping and hammering could be heard all day. The noise was so great

them with great bounds. In an isolated house, well raised above the stream, liv

already sitting at table. He did not even look up, for he was holding a large newspaper in front of him. As Cornelli's soup was waiting for

am. Just the same you must not come late to your meals. It is not right, even if you get through before me. Well, as long as you have finished, you can take t

she followed the rushing Iller-Stream, till the narrow path reached the wide country road. Here stood the stately

this lively pace?" she s

She was very much out of breath, so she pau

Holding the hand the child had offered her, she added: "You are well of

shook h

e good to see your bright eyes. Come to see me

her. After saying good-bye, she ran away again, jumping and bounding as before. The innkeeper's wife meantime mut

ich the little girl had taken

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eper, has of course done her best, with the help of our good Esther, who reigns in the kitchen. Old Martha, a former nurse of my poor dead wife, has done more than anybody else. Of course one can hardly call it education, and I have to blame myself for this neglect. As I am so busy with my affairs, I do not see much of my child. B

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disturbing thoughts about your daughter's education. No time has yet been lost, for these small beings do not need the best of care at the start. They require that only when they are ripe enough for mental influences. Such small creatures merely vegetate, and I am quite sure Miss Mina was the

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said her father. He had read the letter while they were having supper. "Another lad

. She did not see anything pleasing in the prospect. On the contrary, it only meant a change in the househo

e always had many plans, and there was hardly a moment when she was not occupied. Her time between school hours always seemed much too short and the evenings only were half as

the garden with a large basket on her arm. She had

ust look at the gray clouds above the mounta

ornelli quickly. "I must tell her something,

pen door she had overheard the warning and had stepped outside to say: "Jus

hought that something should not be done, Esther always arrived, saying that nothing on earth would be easier than to do that very thing. Or, if she thought that Cornell

hink, Martha, two strange people are coming to our house. They are two ladies from the city, and father said that I should be

eath. She had been running fast

uietly. "I am sure that somebody is coming whom your father loves, otherwise he

e never before seen you write," said the child, full o

and you could do it so much better than I can. I

ou will only tell me what." Cornelli readily took hold o

you can do it better than I can," said Martha, quite relieved. She had been sittin

irs, besides an old wardrobe. Now I have put them all into my little room upstairs, so that I can take somebody in for the summer. Sometimes delicate ladies or children come out of town to the country,

ght away," Cornelli replied, full of zeal. "But first of all,

he led the way up a narrow sta

ooked extremely pleasing. Around the windows she had arranged curtains of some thin white material with tiny blue flowers, and the same material had been used to c

ver and over again. "How could you eve

ff very cheap, because it was a remnant. So you really do not think it is bad, child? Do you think tha

to come right away, if I did not live here already. But now I shall write, for I know exactly w

l the name of the place here, so that they can find me," sai

e can have it with Martha Wolf. She will take good care of delicate ladies or children and will see that they will be comfortable. Everything is very neat a

t," she remarked. "I could not have said it myself, you see, for it would have seemed like boasting.

. Sometimes when I have taken letters there, I have heard people say to the innkeeper: 'This must be put in th

It seemed very strange to her that her name was going to

. You have helped me wonderfully, and I do not want you to go there fo

y, many things about them. In many places Martha would be reminded of Cornelli's mother; then with great tenderness she would tell the child about her. Martha was the only one who ever talked to Cornelli about her mother. Her father

ll, merry companion. Cornelli hung on her arm, and together they wandered forth in the beautiful e

olden sky as well from inside as we see it from the

dear Lord lets his dwelling glow so beautifully from outside, just think

glad?" Cornelli

e they know that every pain or sorrow their loved ones on earth have to bear is

y to Him, too?" as

reassured her. "Your mother was a good, pious lady.

and postmaster. When twilight had come and the evening bell had long ago r