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The Story Of A Young Orphan In Switzerland

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a better view of what lay in their midst. Peter had to see too; he pushed and squeezed right and left and made his way through.
Then he saw what it was.
On the grass lay the middle part of the wheel chair with a portion of the back still hanging to it. The red upholstery and the bright nails still showed how splen­did it had looked when it was perfect.
" I was here when it came down," said the baker, who was standing next to Peter ; " it was worth at least five hundred francs. I '11 wager that with any one. But it's a wonder to me how it happened."
" The wind must have brought it down; the uncle said so himself," remarked Barbel, who could not ad­mire the handsome red material enough.
" It is a good thing that it was n't any one else who did it," said the baker again ; "he would be in a fine fix. If the gentleman in Frankfurt hears of it, he will try to find out how it happened. As for me, I am glad that I have n't been upon the Aim for two years; sus­picion may fall on any one who was seen up there at that time."
A good many other opinions were expressed, but Peter had heard enough. He crept quite meekly and softly out of the crowd and ran with all his might up the mountain, as if some one were after him to catch him. The baker's words had given him a terrible scare. He felt sure that at any moment an officer from Frankfurt might come to look into the matter, and then he might find out that he had done it, and he
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