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The Story Of A Young Orphan In Switzerland

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	of rock, on each side of which a higher tower of bald, jagged crags rose into the azure and looked very sternly down on Heidi. The child sat as still as a mouse; every­where there was a great, deep stillness; only the wind passed very softly and gently over the tender bluebells
	and the radiant golden rock-roses, which were every­where gaily nodding to and fro on their slender stems. Peter had gone to sleep after his exertion, and the goats were climbing among the bushes. She drank in the golden sunlight, the fresh air, the delicate fragrance of the flowers, and desired nothing more than to remain there forever. A good while passed