Grandfathers -- Fiction; Mountain life -- Switzerland -- Fiction; Orphans -- Fiction; Switzerland -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction
"There, now miss can look out and see what is going on below," said
Sebastian as he brought her a high wooden stool to stand on.
Heidi climbed up, and at last, as she thought, was going to see what
she had been longing for. But she drew back her head with a look of
great disappointment on her face.
[Illustration: "WHY, THERE IS NOTHING OUTSIDE BUT THE STONY STREETS"]
"Why, there is nothing outside but the stony streets," she said
mournfully; "but if I went right round to the other side of the house
what should I see there, Sebastian?"
"Nothing but what you see here," he told her.
"Then where can I go to see right away over the whole valley?"
"You would have to climb to the top of a high tower, a church tower,
like that one over there with the gold ball above it."
Heidi got down quickly from her stool, ran to the door, down the steps
and out into the street. She passed a great many people, but they all
seemed in such a hurry that Heidi thought they had not time to tell her
which way to go. Then suddenly at one of the street corners she saw a
boy carrying a hand-organ on his back and a funny-looking animal on his
arm. Heidi ran up to him and said, "Where is the tower with the gold
ball on the top?"
"I don't know," was the answer.
"Do you know any other church with a high tower?"
"Yes, I know one."
"Come then and show it me."
"Show me first what you will give me," and the boy held out his hand as
he spoke. Heidi searched about in her pocket and presently drew out a
card on which was painted a garland of beautiful red roses; she looked
at it first for a moment or two, for she felt rather sorry to part with
it; Clara had only that morning made her a present of it--but then, to
look down into the valley and see all the lovely green slopes! "There,"
said Heidi holding out the card, "would you like to have that?"
The boy drew back his hand and shook his head.
"What would you like then?" asked Heidi, not sorry to put the card back
in her pocket.
"Money."
"I have none, but Clara has; I am sure she will give me some; how much
do you want?"
"Five cents."
"Come along then."
They started off together along the street, and on the way Heidi asked
her companion what he was carrying on his back; it was a hand-organ,
he told her, which played beautiful music when he turned the handle.
All at once they found themselves in front of an old church with a high
tower; the boy said, "There it is."
Heidi caught sight of a bell in the wall which she now pulled with all
her might. "If I go up to the tower you must wait here, for I do not
know the way back, and you will have to show me."
"What will you give me then for that?"
"Another five cents."
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