the swiss twins-第4章
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sunset glow。 But on the fourth day it was quite; quite different。
It was different not only because they were to go alone with the
goats for the first time; but also because it was the day when
the greatest event of the whole year was to happen。
On that very morning the cattle were to start away to the high
alps to be gone all summer! Every one in the little gray farm…
house was up with the dawn; and while Mother Adolf milked the
goats; the Twins took their breakfast to a high rock beside the
mountain path; where they could get a good view of the village
below。 Father Adolf and Fritz had kissed Mother Adolf and the
baby good…bye before daylight; and had gone to the village to get
the cattle in line for their long march。 They did not say good…
bye to the Twins; for they were to join the procession when it
passed the house; since for the first two miles the paths to the
high alps where the cattle grazed and to the goat…pastures were
the same。
Leneli and Seppi had finished their bread and milk and were
hopping about in great excitement on the hill…top; when suddenly
from the village below there was a burst of gay music and they
knew that the procession had begun to move。 Seppi ran back to the
milking…shed as fast as his legs could carry him。 〃They're
coming; they're coming!〃 he shouted。
〃Our goats are ready;〃 said Mother Adolf。 〃You and Bello may take
them out to the path and wait there until the cattle have passed
by。 Then you must fall in behind them with Father and Fritz and
go with them as far as the Giant Pine Tree that stands at the
parting of the paths。 Father and Fritz will leave you there; and
you and Leneli must go on alone。 You are sure you know the way?〃
She looked anxiously into Seppi's blue eyes。
〃Oh; yes; Mother;〃 said Seppi; confidently。 〃Don't you worry。 I
know it well; and so does Leneli。 We can take care of the goats
just as well as Fritz。 You'll see!〃
Seppi; with Bello's help; drove the goats to a place where they
could crop the grass beside the mountain path; and there a few
moments later Mother Adolf joined them; dragging the baby in the
wooden cart。 The procession was already in plain sight; winding
up the steep mountain path from the village。 First came three
fine brindled cows; each with a bell as big as a bucket hanging
from her neck and a wreath of flowers about her horns。 After them
came thirty more; each with a smaller bell; marching proudly
along in single file behind the leaders。 All the bells were
jingling; and all the people who followed them from the village
were singing and yodeling until the air was full of jolly sounds。
The last cow in line carried the milking…stool on her horns; and
behind her walked Father and Fritz。
Bello; who understood very well what was going on; kept the goats
herded together beside the path; and when Seppi and Leneli;
singing and shouting with the rest; drove them forward; Bello
marched proudly right behind the goats; barking and waving his
tail like a flag。
Mother Adolf's heart swelled with pride as she watched her
husband and children march away so gayly; but when they had
disappeared from view and the music sounded fainter and fainter
as it grew more distant; she wiped her eyes on her apron。 picked
up the Twins' breakfast…bowls; and went slowly with little Roseli
back to the lonely farm…house。 The people from the village walked
but a little way up the mountainside; and when they too returned
to their homes; there were no mare songs and yodels; and a great
silence settled over the mountain。
Up and up the rocky trail wound the long train of cattle and
goats; until they came to the Giant Pine Tree; and here Father
Adolf and Fritz stopped。
〃Remember; my children;〃 said Father Adolf solemnly to the Twins;
〃the goats are our only wealth。 If they stray away and are lost
or fall over a cliff and are killed; the fault will be yours。 You
must be faithful; watchful; and brave; and let nothing happen to
the goats lest we go hungry when winter comes。〃 Then he and Fritz
said good…bye; and the children; feeling very solemn and
important; went on their lonely way。
Bello was a wonderful dog。 He could count; for he always knew
when one of the goats was missing and would run about with his
nose to the trail until he found her; then he would bark at her
heels until she came back to join the flock。 But; clever as he
was; he was puzzled when he saw the goats going in one direction
and Fritz in another。 He stood at the parting of the paths and
looked first one way; then the other; and whined; then he dashed
after Fritz。
〃No; no; Bello; go with the goats;〃 cried Fritz。 Bello's ears and
tail drooped; and he looked pleadingly up at Fritz。
Fritz had given his little horn to Seppi; and now he shouted to
him; 〃Blow your horn。〃 Seppi could not play Fritz's merry little
tune; but he blew a terrific blast; and Bello knew that he must
follow the sound of the horn; even though it meant parting from
his dear Fritz。
〃Good old dog!〃 said Fritz; patting him; 〃go find them;〃 and
Bello licked his hand; then tore away up the mountain after the
goats。
When he reached them; he tried to round them up and drive them
back to Fritz; and it was some time before Seppi could make him
understand that the goats must go to the pastures as usual。 Then;
though he followed them faithfully; he did not run about in
circles and bark down every hollow log as he usually did。
Instead; he walked along solemnly beside Leneli with his nose in
her hand。
〃See; Seppi;〃 she said; 〃he knows he must help with the goats;
but he wants to go with Fritz。〃
〃There are lots of people in the world that know less than
Bello;〃 Seppi answered wisely。 He put the horn to his lips;
puffed out his cheeks; and blew with all his might。 It made a
fearful noise; which was echoed from all the surrounding cliffs
and was answered by Fritz's yodel far away on the mountain
path。 Bello pricked up his ears and whined。 They called back and
forth in this way; the sounds growing fainter and fainter in the
distance; until they could no longer hear each other at ail; and
the Twins were for the first time quite alone on the mountain
with Bello and the goats。
When at last they reached the pasture; they threw themselves down
on the grass; and Leneli at once took her knitting out of her
pocket and went to work。 Bello sighed and lay down beside her;
with his eyes on the goats。 The sun was warm and it was very
still on the mountain…side。 There was no sound except the tearing
noise made by the goats as they cropped the grass and the tinkle
of their bells。 Then Seppi began to practice on his horn。 He blew
and blew until he was red in the face; trying to play Fritz's
tune; but only a hoarse bellow came from its throat。
Leneli stood the noise for some time。 Then she plucked a blade of
grass; stretched it across a hollow between her two thumbs; and;
when Seppi was not looking; blew with all her might right by his
ear! It made a fearful screech; which echoed and reechoed until
it seemed as if the very air had been broken into a million bits。
Seppi gave a screech of his own and clapped his hands over his
ears。 〃What did you do that for?〃 he said crossly; 〃just when I
was beginning to get the tune。〃
〃Well;〃 said Leneli; 〃you may have begun; but you were still a
long; long way from getting it! My noise was just as good as
yours! I'll stop if you will。〃
Seppi grumpily laid aside his horn and sat hugging his knees and
looking at the wonderful view spread out before them。 Across the
valley the Rigi lifted its crest to the sky。 Little toy villages;
each with its white spire; lay sleeping silently in the sunshine。
On the shores of the lake far below he could see the city of
Lucerne。 It might have been a painted city; for not a sound
reached them from its busy streets; and there was no movement to
be seen except here and there the waving of a tiny thread of
smoke。 On the lake the white sails looked; at that distance; like
tiny white butterflies hovering over the blue water。
〃I suppose we can see almost the whole world from here; don't
you?〃 said Leneli。
〃Pooh! no;〃 Seppi answered loftily。 〃There's lots more to it