surely be light for you. Just come with me, grandmother ; I will show you."
Heidi took the grandmother by the hand to lead her out, for she was beginning to be distressed because it did not seem light anywhere to the old dame.
"Let me sit still, you good child! It would be dark to me even in the snow and in the light. My eyes cannot see! "
"But then in the. summer time, grandmother," said Heidi, still anxiously seeking some way out of the difficulty; "you know when the sun comes down quite hot and then says ' good-night' to the mountains, and they shine fiery red, and all the yellow flowers glisten; then it will be light to you, won't it ? "
" Ah, child! I can never see them any more. The fiery mountains and the golden flowers above us will never more be bright to me on earth — nevermore."
Then Heidi burst into loud weeping. Full of distress, she kept sobbing : —
" Who can make it light again for you ? Can no one? Can no one at all?"
The grandmother tried to comfort the child, but she did not soon succeed. Heidi hardly ever cried; but when she once began, it was almost impossible for her to recover from her grief.
The grandmother had tried every means to soothe the child, for it went to her heart to have her sob so pitifully. Finally she said : —
" Come, dear Heidi, come here ! I want to tell you something. When a person cannot see, it is so pleas-