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The Story Of A Young Orphan In Switzerland

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For weeks he had not had Heidi to himself, as usual. When he came up in the morning, the strange child had always been brought out in her chair, and Heidi was occupied with her. When he came down at evening, the wheel chair with its occupant was still standing under the fir trees, and Heidi was busy doing some­thing for her. She had not been up to the pasture all summer long, and now to-day she was coming, but with the chair and the stranger in it, and would devote her­self to her the whole time. Peter saw how it would be, and it had brought his secret anger to a climax. He noticed the chair standing there so proudly on its wheels, and looked at it as if it were an enemy which had done him all sorts of harm, and to-day was going to do still more.
Peter looked around him ; everything was still, not a person was to be seen. Then, as if he were crazy, he rushed at the chair, seized it and pushed it with such force, in his anger, toward the slope of the mountain that it actually started away and in a moment had dis­appeared.
Then Peter rushed up the Aim as if he had wings, and did not once stop until he had reached a great blackberry bush, behind which he could hide, for he was not anxious to have the uncle catch sight of him. But he wanted to see what became of the chair, and the bush was favorably situated on a projection of the mountain. Partly concealed, Peter could look down the Aim, and if the uncle appeared he could quickly hide himself. This he did, and what a sight met his
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