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The Story Of A Young Orphan In Switzerland

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226                                               HEIDI
" Well, are your eyes already opened ?" said the grandfather in reply, offering his hand to Heidi to give her a morning greeting.
Then Heidi ran under the fir trees and danced with delight under the swaying boughs, as she heard the rushing and roaring above, and with every new gust of wind and loud blustering in the tree-tops she shouted for joy and jumped a little higher.
Meanwhile the grandfather had gone to the shed and had milked Schwanli and Barli; then he brushed and washed them for their journey up the mountain, and brought them outside. When Heidi saw her friends, she ran to them and threw her arms about the necks of both of them, greeting them affectionately, and they bleated gladly and trustfully. Each of the goats was anxious to give proof of affection, and pressed closer and closer to her shoulders, so that between them she was almost crushed. But Heidi was not afraid, and when the lively Barli butted and pushed too hard with her head Heidi said : —
" No, Barli, you push like the big Turk," and immedi­ately Barli drew back her head and retreated to a proper distance, and then Schwanli stretched up her head and bleated in a superior way, so that it was plain to be seen that she thought to herself, " No one shall say of me that I behave like Turk." For the snow-white Schwanli was rather more dignified than Barli.
Peter's whistle from below was now heard, and soon all the lively goats came leaping up the mountain, the nimble Distelfinck bounding ahead of the others. Heidi
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