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Updated: May 29, 2025
To be sure, every thing was different for her at home; for she washed and dressed herself in her mother's room always; and many a loving word they exchanged until the coffee was on the table, and they sat down together, and ate their breakfast happily, before Wiseli started off for school. But what a difference for her now!
The long days of summer came, with more and more work to be done in the fields, and work that was ever hotter and hotter. Wiseli felt this keenly when her cousin Gotti called her out to help with the haymaking, and the heavy rake was so hard for her to lift; or, worse still, to handle the clumsy wooden fork when the hay needed spreading in the sun to dry.
Now the weary head sank down to rest, and little Wiseli would not awaken her mother by a movement, but nestled up to her quietly, and slept also. And the feeble light of the little lamp burned dimly in the quiet room, more and more feebly it burned, until it slowly flickered and went out, and the cottage stood a dark object in the bright moonlight.
Wiseli also rejoiced over the flowers and the sunshine, especially when she went to and from school. Beyond this she had little time for enjoyment, for she had so much work to do.
"I want to make you remember that you will also have me to deal with in future, when you treat Wiseli in that way," said Otto, scarlet with anger. "Have you got enough? Will you remember it now?" "Yes, yes! Let me go!" said Cheppi, in a very humble tone. Otto released him. "Now you have felt," he said, "how it will be whenever you hurt Wiseli again.
Now I am sure that Andrew the carpenter brought them, and secretly placed them in the kitchen for you." "Now I believe so, also," said her mother, and softly wiped her eyes. "There is nothing sad about it, mother," said Wiseli, rather shocked to see how often her mother kept wiping her eyes. "You must thank him for me, Wiseli: I cannot.
"For clouds and air and wind He points the path and way; Your road He'll also find, Nor let your footsteps stray." From this day forward the happiest cottage in the whole village was that of Andrew the carpenter, with its sunny garden. Wherever Wiseli showed herself, she received the very kindest notice from all the neighbors, much to the child's surprise.
I know how it has all happened, and who has helped us." "Who may it be, Wiseli?" asked Andrew. "My mother." "Your mother, child, who do you mean? Your mother?"
When Wiseli made her entry into her cousin Gotti's house at Beech Grove, the three boys came running out of the barn, and, behind Wiseli, into the room, where they placed themselves in front of her in a row, and stared at the timid little thing with all their eyes. Her cousin's wife came out of the kitchen, and stared also at the little thing, as if she had never seen her before.
When, at last, he opened his mouth to speak, there came such a terrible knocking at the door, that nothing else could be heard. Open flew the door, and Otto was in the middle of the room with one leap; then he jumped over a chair, and shouted, "Hurrah! we have won, and Wiseli is delivered." Pussy came in behind him, ran at once to her friend, and said, pointing towards the door,
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