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Title: Veronica And Other Friends
Two Stories For Children

Author: Johanna (Heusser) Spyri

Release Date: January 7, 2005 [EBook #14627]

Language: English

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VERONICA
And Other Friends

TWO STORIES FOR CHILDREN

_BY THE AUTHOR OF_
"HEIDI"

_TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN OF
JOHANNA SPYRI, BY_
LOUISE BROOKS

BOSTON
DE WOLFE, FISKE & CO.
361 AND 365 WASHINGTON STREET

[Illustration]

Copyright 1886,
BY LOUISE BROOKS.
All Rights Reserved.

CONTENTS.

CHAPTER

I. A VISIT TO THE DOCTOR

II. WITH FRESH COURAGE

III. NINE YEARS LATER

IV. ALL AT HOME

V. UPON UNSAFE PATHS

VI. LAME SABINA GIVES GOOD ADVICE

VII. A THUNDER-CLAP

VIII. EACH ONE ACCORDING TO HIS KIND

IX. MOTHER GERTRUDE GIVES GOOD ADVICE

X. MAN PROPOSES, BUT GOD DISPOSES

XI. THE MOTTO PROVES TRUE

VERONICA.

CHAPTER I.

A VISIT TO THE DOCTOR.

It was early in the month of March. The dark blue vault of heaven lay over
mountain and valley, swept free from clouds by the keen northern blast as
it blew across the hills, swaying the big trees hither and thither as if
they were bulrushes, and now and then tearing off huge branches which fell
crashing to the ground. Other and sadder victims were sacrificed to this
fierce north wind. Human beings as well as inanimate objects fell before
him. He struck down with his mighty arm, not only the old and feeble, but
the young and strong; just as he swept away the clouds, hurrying them
across the skies, beyond the horizon line, away out of sight. Sometimes in
one day, a cruel malady would seize one occupant out of each one of the
three or four little villages clustered on the hillside. A sharp pain
attacked the lungs, and after a brief illness the resistless disease bore
away the sufferer to the silent grave.

At the very moment of which we write, a group of black-clad mourners were
standing near one of