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it； and rolled over into the abyss beneath； while the noise of its
fall was echoed back from every hollow cliff of the glaciers。
They were always going upwards。 The glaciers seemed to spread
above them like a continued chain of masses of ice； piled up in wild
confusion between bare and rugged rocks。 Rudy thought for a moment
of what had been told him； that he and his mother had once lain buried
in one of these cold； heart…chilling fissures； but he soon banished
such thoughts； and looked upon the story as fabulous； like many
other stories which had been told him。 Once or twice； when the men
thought the way was rather difficult for such a little boy； they
held out their hands to assist him； but he would not accept their
assistance； for he stood on the slippery ice as firmly as if he had
been a chamois。 They came at length to rocky ground； sometimes
stepping upon moss…covered stones； sometimes passing beneath stunted
fir…trees； and again through green meadows。 The landscape was always
changing； but ever above them towered the lofty snow…clad mountains；
whose names not only Rudy but every other child knew… 〃The
Jungfrau；〃 〃The Monk and the Eiger。〃
Rudy had never been so far away before； he had never trodden on
the wide…spreading ocean of snow that lay here with its immovable
billows； from which the wind blows off the snowflake now and then；
as it cuts the foam from the waves of the sea。 The glaciers stand here
so close together it might almost be said they are hand…in…hand； and
each is a crystal palace for the Ice Maiden； whose power and will it
is to seize and imprison the unwary traveller。
The sun shone warmly； and the snow sparkled as if covered with
glittering diamonds。 Numerous insects； especially butterflies and
bees； lay dead in heaps on the snow。 They had ventured too high； or
the wind had carried them here and left them to die of cold。
Around the Wetterhorn hung a feathery cloud； like a woolbag； and a
threatening cloud too； for as it sunk lower it increased in size；
and concealed within was a 〃fohn；〃 fearful in its violence should it
break loose。 This journey； with its varied incidents；… the wild paths；
the night passed on the mountain； the steep rocky precipices； the
hollow clefts； in which the rustling waters from time immemorial had
worn away passages for themselves through blocks of stone；… all
these were firmly impressed on Rudy's memory。
In a forsaken stone building； which stood just beyond the seas
of snow； they one night took shelter。 Here they found some charcoal
and pine branches； so that they soon made a fire。 They arranged
couches to lie on as well as they could； and then the men seated
themselves by the fire； took out their pipes； and began to smoke。 They
also prepared a warm； spiced drink； of which they partook and Rudy was
not forgotten… he had his share。 Then they began to talk of those
mysterious beings with which the land of the Alps abounds； the hosts
of apparitions which come in the night； and carry off the sleepers
through the air； to the wonderful floating town of Venice； of the wild
herds…man； who drives the black sheep across the meadows。 These flocks
are never seen； yet the tinkle of their little bells has often been
heard； as well as their unearthly bleating。 Rudy listened eagerly； but
without fear； for he knew not what fear meant； and while he
listened； he fancied he could hear the roaring of the spectral herd。
It seemed to come nearer and roar louder； till the men heard it also
and listened in silence； till； at length； they told Rudy that he
must not dare to sleep。 It was a 〃fohn；〃 that violent storm…wind which
rushes from the mountain to the valley beneath； and in its fury
snaps asunder the trunks of large trees as if they were but slender
reeds； and carries the wooden houses from one side of a river to the
other as easily as we could move the pieces on a chess…board。 After an
hour had passed； they told Rudy that it was all over； and he might
go to sleep； and； fatigued with his long walk； he readily slept at the
word of command。
Very early the following morning they again set out。 The sun on
this day lighted up for Rudy new mountains； new glaciers； and new
snow…fields。 They had entered the Canton Valais； and found
themselves on the ridge of the hills which can be seen from
Grindelwald； but he was still far from his new home。 They pointed
out to him other clefts； other meadows； other woods and rocky paths；
and other houses。 Strange men made their appearance before him； and
what men！ They were misshapen； wretched…looking creatures； with yellow
complexions； and on their necks were dark； ugly lumps of flesh；
hanging down like bags。 They were called cretins。 They dragged
themselves along painfully； and stared at the strangers with vacant
eyes。 The women looked more dreadful than the men。 Poor Rudy！ were
these the sort of people he should see at his new home？
III。 THE UNCLE
Rudy arrived at last at his uncle's house； and was thankful to
find the people like those he had been accustomed to see。 There was
only one cretin amongst them； a poor idiot boy； one of those
unfortunate beings who； in their neglected conditions； go from house
to house； and are received and taken care of in different families；
for a month or two at a time。
Poor Saperli had just arrived at his uncle's house when Rudy came。
The uncle was an experienced hunter； he also followed the trade of a
cooper； his wife was a lively little person； with a face like a
bird； eyes like those of an eagle； and a long； hairy throat。
Everything was new to Rudy… the fashion of the dress； the manners； the
employments； and even the language； but the latter his childish ear
would soon learn。 He saw also that there was more wealth here； when
compared with his former home at his grandfather's。 The rooms were
larger； the walls were adorned with the horns of the chamois； and
brightly polished guns。 Over the door hung a painting of the Virgin
Mary； fresh alpine roses and a burning lamp stood near it。 Rudy's
uncle was； as we have said； one of the most noted chamois hunters in
the whole district； and also one of the best guides。 Rudy soon
became the pet of the house； but there was another pet； an old
hound； blind and lazy； who would never more follow the hunt； well as
he had once done so。 But his former good qualities were not forgotten；
and therefore the animal was kept in the family and treated with every
indulgence。 Rudy stroked the old hound； but he did not like strangers；
and Rudy was as yet a stranger； he did not； however； long remain so；
he soon endeared himself to every heart； and became like one of the
family。
〃We are not very badly off； here in the canton Valais；〃 said his
uncle one day； 〃we have the chamois； they do not die so fast as the
wild goats； and it is certainly much better here now than in former
times。 How highly the old times have been spoken of； but ours is
better。 The bag has been opened； and a current of air now blows
through our once confined valley。 Something better always makes its
appearance when old； worn…out things fail。〃
When his uncle became communicative； he would relate stories of
his youthful days； and farther back still of the warlike times in
which his father had lived。 Valais was then； as he expressed it；
only a closed…up bag； quite full of sick people； miserable cretins；
but the French soldiers came； and they were capital doctors； they soon
killed the disease and the sick people； too。 The French people knew
how to fight in more ways than one； and the girls knew how to
conquer too； and when he said this the uncle nodded at his wife； who
was a French woman by birth； and laughed。 The French could also do
battle on the stones。 〃It was they who cut a road out of the solid
rock over the Simplon… such a road； that I need only say to a child of
three years old； 'Go down to Italy； you have only to keep in the
high road；' and the child will soon arrive in Italy； if he followed my
directions。〃
Then the uncle sang a French song； and cried； 〃Hurrah！ long live
Napoleon Buonaparte。〃 This was the first time Rudy had ever heard of
France； or of Lyons； that great city on the Rhone where his uncle
had once lived。 His uncle said that Rudy； in a very few years； would
become a clever hunter； he had quite a talent for it； he taught the
boy to hold a gun properly； and to load and fire it。 In the hunting
season he took him to the hills； and made him drink the warm blood
of the chamois； which is said to prevent the hunter from becoming
giddy； he taught him to know the time when； from the different
mountains； the avalanche is likely to fall； namely； at noontide or
in the evening； from the effects of the sun's rays； he made him
observe the movements of the chamois when he gave a leap； so that he
might fall firmly and lightly on his feet。 He told him that when on
the fissures of the rocks he could find no place for his feet； he must
support himself on his elbows； and cling with his legs； and even
lean firmly with his