Heidi
Johanna Spyri
eBook
(, Nov. 29, 2011)
CONTENTSPART I HEIDI'S YEARS OF LEARNING AND TRAVEL CHAPTER PAGE I Going up to the Alm-Uncle 17 II. With the Grandfather 38 III. On the Pasture 50 IV. In the Grandmother's Hut 67 V. Two Visitors 83 VI. A New Chapter with New Things 95 VII. Miss Rottenmeier Has an Uncomfortable Day 104 VIII. Great Disturbances in the Sesemann House 119 IX. The Master of the House Hears of Strange Doings 129 X. A Grandmama 136 XI. Heidi Gains in Some Respects and Loses in Others 146 XII. The Sesemann House is Haunted 153 XIII. Up the Alp on a Summer Evening 165 XIV. On Sunday When the Church Bells Ring 183 PART II HEIDI MAKES USE OF HER EXPERIENCE XV. Preparations for a Journey 199 XVI. A Guest on the Alp 207 XVII. Retaliation 219 XVIII. Winter in the Village 229 XIX. Winter Still Continues 243 XX. News from Distant Friends 252 XXI. On Further Events on the Alp 268 XXII. Something Unexpected Happens 276 XXIII. Parting to Meet Again 293 ------GOING UP TO THE ALM-UNCLEThe little old town of Mayenfeld is charmingly situated. From it a footpath leads through green, well-wooded stretches to the foot of the heights which look down imposingly upon the valley. Where the footpath begins to go steeply and abruptly up the Alps, the heath, with its short grass and pungent herbage, at once sends out its soft perfume to meet the wayfarer.One bright sunny morning in June, a tall, vigorous maiden of the mountain region climbed up the narrow path, leading a little girl by the hand. The youngster's cheeks were in such a glow that it showed even through her sun-browned skin. Small [18]wonder though! for in spite of the heat, the little one, who was scarcely five years old, was bundled up as if she had to brave a bitter frost. Her shape was difficult to distinguish, for she wore two dresses, if not three, and around her shoulders a large red cotton shawl. With her feet encased in heavy hob-nailed boots, this hot and shapeless little person toiled up the mountain.The pair had been climbing for about an hour when they reached a hamlet half-way up the great mountain named the Alm. This hamlet was called "Im Dörfli" or "The Little Village." It was the elder girl's home town, and therefore she was greeted from nearly every house; people called to her from windows and doors, and very often from the road. But, answering questions and calls as she went by, the girl did not loiter on her way and only stood still when she reached the end of the hamlet. There a few cottages lay scattered about, from the furthest of which a voice called out to her through an open door: "Deta, [19]please wait one moment! I am coming with you, if you are going further up."
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