Jasper Weekly Courier, Volume 22, Number 17, Jasper, Dubois County, 16 April 1880 — Page 3
WEEKLY COURIER
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THE LITTLE WHITE 1)00.
lsurrosB that most boys anil girls U tn school anil stuilv rooeranhv
know, by sight at least, the little patch hardly believe r tP v,-l. .L. manna
of mile pink which i marketl on the imagine.
BMP as ' Switzerland." I suppose, too,
that he resolved one day to olimb up awl see it oloser." "Up there!" I orid wkk horror, " m. madame. It wu very rash. Any ordlNary boy would have been dashed to pieces, but Fritz wa wiry, strong and active as a mountain gt. Than are ho such Iwys left Row-a-days. One night, while hie mother slept, ha tola away, climbl as high m he dared by moonlight took a wink of sleep UHtlar a shelving rock, and with "the first dawn began to make lite way up ward, leetitit? every foothold, and mov
ing cautiously, for though lie loved adventure, Fritz was by no means a foolhardy boy, ami had no mind to lose his life if wit and care could keep it safe. Hut the climb was a terrible one. He
had been on precipices before, but Barer
on such as this, uniy lod's goodness saved him again and again. A Hundred
times he wished himself lwck, but to
return was worse than to go on. So up
and up he went, and at last, scaling that sheer brown cliff which you see there, and throwing himself breathless
on a narrow ledge, Imi found himself
close to the object of his desires. There,
just before him, was the Little White
Door.
"The sight restored hU energies at once. It was a real door that he saw
at a glanee, for there was a latch, and a keyhole and a knocker, all can ed of
white stone, and on the door a name in
good German characters Dvc WolJcen.1
I do not know the name in hnglish." " It is Clouds.' " I told him.
"Ah. ves, 'die clouds.' Fritz could
his eyes, as you may
Pretty soon he grew bold, and seiz
ing the knocker he gave a loud rap. Nobody answered at first, so he rapped again, louder and louder, until the
sound echoed from the rocks like thunder. At last the door opened very suddenly, and some one drew Fritz in
and shut the door again quickly. Al
was dark inside, but he felt a cool wrist
touch on his wrist, and a hand he could
not see led him along a rocky passage
into the heart of the cliff. " After a while a glimmering light
appeared, and the passage turned suddenly into a large hall, which was full of iveonle. Fritz thought at first, but
then he saw that they were not people,
but strange rounded shapes in white or
gray, who moved anu oounueu, ant
.uomp(l in bo nlsviny & irame of some
sort. It was like a game of bowls, but the things they rolled to and fro on the rocky floor were not balls, but shapes
like themselves, only smaller and round
er, and of all beautiful colors, red and nurnle and vellow. The creatures
I.. . -it "... 1.1 . .!...
on awav. llKeu lO roil, it wuuiu aueiu. iiw met
where goats and sheep'feed by the side skipped and jumped as they went along, f gkHiier-fed streams, and the air is full and laughed with a sort of crackling
of the tinkle of their bells, and of the laughter, wnicn ccnoeu sauiv uacauvm sweet smells of the mountain flowers, the roof of the cave. The big shapes
The water of these streams has an odd laughed too in great booming tones. niliot- wilr liaVP. a. sort Altogether they made a great deal ol
eC milky blue-green, like an opal. Even noise. Still the damp little hand clasped
eth hottest days a chilly airplays
that if I asked " What can you tell me about Switzerland?" a great many of them would cry out, ' 4 It is a mountainous country. The Alps are there, Mont Blaae is there, the highest land in Europe." All this is true, but I wonder if all of those who know ever so much have aay idea what a beautiful country Switzerland is? Not only are the mountains very high and very grand, but the vaUevs which lie between are as green as emerald, and full of all sorts of wild (towers, there are lakes of the loveliest hlae, rivers which foam and dash as merrily as rivers do in America, and the prettiest farmhouses in the world, ckaicts the Swiss call them, with steep roofs ami hanging balconies, and mottees and quaint ornaments carved all ever their fronts. And the most peculiar and marvelous thing of all is the strange nearness of the grass and herbage to the snows. High, high up in the foMiags of the great mountains, on wltese tops winter sits all the yearlong,
are lovely nine vaueys muu
. a m - I 1 1 . . z k.
over their sunace, ute u renin, a u were, of the great ice-fields above, from whose melting snows the streams are fed. Ami still the highw you climb, the greener grow the pastures ami the
Fritz's wrist, and looking down, he saw
that his guide was no other than one ol those same small shapes which were the
balls of the game. There was some thinur so familiar in the mnK-cheeket
fleecy outline, that in his surprise Fritz
. i .i... iVi trkUo, thamilL-iii fore-otto be afraid, and sootce aiouu
tk ftkUt nun seems half cream, it is crying. Mhyl It's a cloud I
rw,t lLifcfoua milk it is. ice cold. "'To be sure. What did you sup-
ami fragrant as if the animals which
t? . : u..iarr,.i i.n.1 irulU to we. clouds?' re tilled the thing.
One day as I sat in a thicket of Alp Didn't you see our name oa the roses in one of those lovely, lonely up- door? Or perhaps you can t read,
per valleys, I happened to raise ray eyes stupidi' demanded a large wnne ciouu, SdlUfced, high in the cliff above, a leaving the group of pfiyers and com-
tan. narrow roe a whims as mun,
e rot a howe ytmrself, haven't Why, we've lived here always.
You've
you? Why,
all we clouds. Sometimes we have
great family meetings, when we get to-if-ether ami indulge lu all sorts of fun ami frolie, sever going out-doors for
weeks at a time.1
' Ofa. those must be thi times when
our fields all bunt up, and the streams
run dry, aad tke peer eaute low wiui thirst,' said Frits, suddenly enlightened. ' So you are enjoying yourselves up here all the time, are you? I oall
that van unkind, ami ' suddenly reo-
olleotlag where he was, he hung his
head, abashed at his own daring. ' Little Fink hung his head, too, with
a grieved face.
' l never thought ol that oeiore, ne
said, penitently. 'It was pleasant for us. and the time went fast. 1 recollect
now that the world has looked rather
lueerand vellow sometimes when we
...... ,
have come out again alter a long ao -
sence, but it grew green presently, and
I aid not sunpose any one minded '
"All this while a strange growling
sound had been goim? oa in a room
opening from the hall, across whose en
trance stout bars were nxed.
" ' What it thatr asked Fritz, unable
longer to restrain his curiosity.
"That? That's only me .ouh
Wind,' replied Little Pink, in an absent
toue. "we've shut him up, because
he has no business to be abroad in the
summer, and he's such a restless crea
ture, and so violent, that he will break loose if he can. and do all manner of
mischief. Last year, about this time, he got out and raised a great storm,
and made a fearful mess of it down be
low.
'"I recollect. That was the storm
that killed three of our sheep, and ruined the barley orop,' exclaimed
Fritz. "O. it was dreadful We had to
make half a loaf do the work of a whole
one all winter long in consequence. It was hunsrrv times in the valley, I can
tell vou. Oh. the evil wind!"
"loupoor leliow,' cneu me nine
cloud. Well, he's safe now. as you
see. He can't get out and plague you
this year, at least But I'm so sorry
you went hungry. It wasn't our lault
really it wasn't, still I should like to
make it up to you somehow, u i coum.
lie renecieu a hhhiwui. men no noui
forward and gave a call which col lected all the other clouds around him
Fritz watched them consulting to
gether; at last they moved toward him in a body. "Now, Boy, said Little Pink, who seemed to have elected himself spokesman, 'because you're a good boy and
have had bad luck, and because you're
the first boy who ever came up here
and rapied on our door, we re going
to oronose a bargain, bo long as you
live in the valley below and are steady
and work hard and keep a kind heart
in your bosom for the people not so wel
off as yourself, so long we will look af-
tr r Your farm and befriend it. Water
Khali fall oa it regularly, flood and tern
mt shall snare it. the grass shall
never dry, nor the brook fail nor the herds lack for fowl. We shall watch closely, and so long as you keep your word we will keep ours. Do you agree?' " ' What! never any more droughts, aever any floods,' cried Fritz, unable to believe such good news. Oh, how
happy mother will be! Indeed, indeed I will do ray best pray believe that I
will.
the exaet language he ued, but so long fault, and if I
as I keep to the main points of the his- you will.'
torv it doesn't mueh matter, does It ?
In a few minutes Frit recovered hi wits and made haste home, for he feared bis mother might be alarmed atkisloag
abseaee. She was not, however, for she
supposed that be had risen early, as he sometimes did, and taking a niece of bread in his hand, had followed the goats
up the valley, breakfasting hy the way. She met him, fall of wonder at a strange
thing that bad happened. "Such a queer mist tilled the valley
just now," she said, "ioouki sot see
the sun at all. I feared a storm was
fall agaia, punish me as
"It seemed to him that the
grew a little less gloomy as he spake, and their votes were gentle as (key replied, Very wall, we will consider of it. Now go.' There was no offer to earry him this time. Exhausted awl wearv he groped his way down at peril to life and limb, and more dead thaa alive crept into the miserable shed whieh had replaced his home, with no assured hope as to what the clouds wight elect to do. "Butlo, in the morning, the water
had begun to fall. He hardly dared be-
eoming, but presently it rolled away all Have his eyes, hut day by day they m a mTnute. and left the d.- as Mae as Kw BJ tk ?d 04
nr n;i vrui twjiva it? I namr saw nieht the ground was wet are.
MI y HIIRK .1 KG ill UVIV1
Fritz let his mother wonder, anu
held his peace. She would thiak that he had fallen asleep and dreamed it all, he was sure; in fact, after a little,
he himself began to believe that it was
a dream.
But dream or no dream, the strange
thing was that it came true! From .. , . a .t. Tr
ibal urn oa me ciimaie oi wi un
lucky Valley seemed to change. Tears
Sueh
land! Rough, seamed, guHied by the flood, covered with slime from the litotmUin side and with rooks and gravel. It seemed a hopeless task to reclaim it again into pasture. " But Fritz was a strong man and his will was good. Little by little the rocks were removed, the fields rssown, and the valley restored to its old fruitfulness. The soil seemed richer thaa ever before, as if the mud and slime
passed by without a single 'lrougnt or wbmjh hu wb "s " inundation. When the pastures below were possessed of some fertilizing qualU.AM umixui v;tt tbirai. rain fMl (mi itv. Another oknlel in time arose, in
tcaavtsaa I'V m . .1 1 -J
rWt. rrxr fkani 0TAn U n!lU3 OC the OKI Ofie 1V VH WW Ut
emerald. All his erops succeeded flfteen years Fnte again wasanohman, his goats and sheep gave double share richer than before. But his hard heart t r?u- o.i iwtu v.v- litf ta ha 0tww had been drowned in the flood, and the
rich.
The Lucky Valley," people now
called the once unlucky spot, while to Fritz they gave the name of " The Favored of the Saints." Year after year
his gains went on increasing. Gradually all the land in the valley became his, except one tiny strip, there at the upper end, which belonged to a widow, poor as Fritz's mother was used to be. 'ri.:.. unVnt. .laslrail n klip hllf tllB
widow refused to sell, though he offered a large price. She had come there a bride, she declared, with the
myrtle-crown on her head, and there she wished to die and be buried when her time should come. The memory of his own poor mother, who had died some time before, might have made Fritz pitiful to this lonely woman, but
his heart had grown hard with continued prosperity, and it angered him to lie opposed. "So when alter many attempts she persisted in her resolution, he tried harsher means. The widow had debts. These he bought up, and when she could not pay he brought the "pressure of the law to bear, and turned her from her home. " The very night after he had watched her denart. weenine and broken
hearted, as he lay on his bed, feeling at
hist that the valley was an ins
Little White Door opened on
new heart which he brought back from the Little White Door was soft and kind. As soon as he could, he sought out the poor widow, and restored to her all she had lost, land and home and goats. Later on he wedded her niece, a good and honest maiden, and they took the widow to live under their owa roof, and were to her as a son and daughter. So the last years of Fritz were his best years, and his name 'The Favored of the Saints' stuck to him for the rest of his life. And it is from him that this valley is named The FritatHUuil, my lady." "And is the story really a true oner I asked. "Ah, who knows T' said the old shepherd, shaking his head wisely. "The world has so many liars in it that no one can be sure." Then he took ofl his odd pointed hat, made a bow, called to his ?oats. and went his way down the
valley, followed by the herd, with their many-keyed tinkling bells. I looked up. The Little White Door shone out of the face of the cliff all rosy pink with sunset. It was time for me to go also. "At least," I thought, "if the story is not all true, if it has changed and
grown a mtie uunng me course o me
which looked exactly like a door set in the face of the gray precipice. An old shepherd earns by. and I asked him, about k. He said it was called "The Deer," aad that the valley was called "The Valley of the Door" by some folks because of it, but that its real same was die FriUeitthtU, or "Fritz's YaHey," efa account of a boy called Fritz who once lived. I wanted to know Ahout the hov. and aa the old man had
a lktle time to snare, he sat down be
0kd
still I
ing up to Fritz and his companion. "'Yes, I can read, and I did . . i t
the name,' stararaereu xn, sv
didn'C ' " 'You dki and you didn't; how intelligent you seem to be,' said the white cloud, with a toss and curl; while a big bkek thundercloud, pitching a little yellow ball clear across the cave, shouted in sullen tones which echoed frightfully from the rocks overhead, 'What's that boy doing here spoiling
our gamer immuiue, u s j w
lore wjiwio, --i o, ,,.,,, . IIQ ,o nn
mae me and toW this story, which iwi.1 th the
new ten vou.
" It was many, many years ago (the shepherd said), so many that no man new remembers exactly whenit hapmmed. Friut's mother was a wk1o.v,
and he was her only child. They were
poor people, and hid to work hard for boy Is myvitor. 1 . tat h aMring Fritz was a steady, faithful you're not to bully hira. I &J!rJMtoWi" .iVindeedr blusters
business here, interfering m wi
sports of hw betters!" " Fritz trembled, but his small conductor faced the black cloud undauat ajlltr
""V .. .... v tJ .Tkt.
tiout your tongue ; f: ,
i let nun iu, nu
won't per-
goats,
carved
da- bjuI toiled, herded
.a . . a a . I . t. -
wuiirsut fMi- in t tut winter no
weed bowk for sale in the lower val
ley, hut work as he would, it was not always easy to keep the meal-bin full. What made it harder, were the strange storms which every few months swept the valley and damaged the erops. Out of the blue sky, as it were, these storms - V m 1.1
would suddenly drop, ins sua wuuiu be shining one moment, the next, great torrents of rain would begin to fan ami fierce winds to blow, flooding the crops and carrying drifts of sand and gravel across the fields; or again, at other times, no rain would fall for months together, awl ever' greea thing would be burned and dried up. while perhaps at the very same time the lower valhjys had plenty of rain. This happened so .jt tUmt tuwvJx mvs the Thai the
name of 'The Unlucky Valley,' and it'
was accounted a whiuiib." , get your living ther-. The climate is very different no". - praised lie God. " You eaa see, wadame, that trilx s kt was not strewn with roses. Still he was a brave lad, and did not lose heart. He had no playfellows, but sometimes u tu Uuu. uanu.ufti- .lavs when he sat to
wateh the herd, he would tell himself a J
You, indeedf blustered the thun-
,iarAb.u.l. Prav what can you uo
hn,.t it. Little Tink? I shall say
what I like, and do as I like.' mv vnn won't.' cried all the sraau
trvrotlior. rearini? thenvselves up
fr tlin floor. 'We fair-weather
clouds are not a bit afraid of vou, as you know. We know very well how to Tio -ni I.U.V- nnm awav. and we will
.i if if vmi are not civil.' Xhelr
hrurht were tkreMeninr,
nn linln vHilel bit made a dash
straight at the nose of the thundercloud, who shrank into a corner, mutter
. "Don't b at all afraid,' said Little
t:..v- n Vriti.Sn a patronising tone.
M. ttliv - ' rl.a
Heslia'n't do you any harm, imv sort of cloud is always afraid to face us, i -i ,ra sn many, vou see. and
can serve him as he deserves. W ell now, and what brought you up here, PT'I didn't know who lived here, and I wanted so much to see,' replied tntz, Sh''You didn't? Didn't you know that this was our house?' demanded the little oloud, astonished. 'Xo. indeed. I didn't even know
far above, and out came the clouds.
"Not pink and purple now, smiling and full of good will, but black and
wrathful Like a flock of dark vultures they swooped at the sleeping valley. Floods of rain fell, fierce winds tore and raved, the river rose and burst its
bounds carrying all before it, and Fritz,
awakened by the leanui roar, nau just time to escape from his bed and gain the nearer hillside, when the waters struck the chalet aad bore it away in
ruins down the valley, as though it were no more than a bubble of foam. The crops were swept off, the flocks drowned in the fields. Fritz clung to a tree-
trunk through that fearful night, listen-
own the vears. at least it is a good story, and 1 ?he cliffs WW 1 hmrd, &"-SfH to9Udget
in Exwmmr and Chronicle.
HUMOROUS. Professor Nokdesskjold has a bad cjold. Tub selfish man cares for No. 1, and often no one cares for him. Seth Grbbn is establishing kindorgartens for schools of little fish. It certainly shows public spirit ithe man who contracts a disease that k spreading. It has been provsd beyond doubt that the expression " bloek the game " was prophecy.
reason that Darwin's " missing
"'The proof of the pudding,' began ing to the Eiss and rush of the flood, lmk k m Iiard to finj is because dead
Cumulus, but Little Pink silenced him ana me iHtwunga u'u"'Bs men tell of no toils. with a wave of hk hand. I sheen; and ,1 I Befoks the war, courting.-A
"Yen-well you do your best and " saapee, uiiu.j , " Londm. TeUoram. After the battle,
you
we will do ours,' he sa
tone. Now about gett Do you know how late i
K V HI . 1 I 1 f.u.41j.l.
" 'iNo, said rntz, wao aau iwrwwb
all about time.
" 'It is just noon.1 "Really! Oh. how frightened the
mother will be ' cried Friti, his heart
vna Vmti
" When morning uawneu isiswn a scene of ruin. Not a Wade of barley remained in the meadows, not a blade of rraas in the fields. The labor of
Siakisg..ashe thought of the ternwe I yrr
ttm MUCH. gHCHU. I . t ... ..
1
ol!ff wkioh he must descend.
He never can go home as he came,'
declared a rainbow, craning its long, curved neck like a giraffe's over the
beads of the others.
m tail vou. let us aU carry mm
down nn our shoulders.' suggested Lit-
tl Pink. '
" 'So we will ' shouted the clouds in
a chorus, and jostling and laughing
thev all crowded into the narrow passage, baaring Fritz in their midst. As the door swung pen in swept fresh
uiitoK Arnwil of tinv sourrving
shapes, and some one behind, whipping sight.
"Ah. my lady,
shepherd. "Sod w
rC!iTJi" . tw i VnvreS I "News of the disaster re.
" J tnr valleys, and the kindly J
voke. 'I've collected these . stray Tkfycmdd only
h nn iiul now I aau reimn w -"p-
replied the old
more merciful to
sinners than we men can be. Fritz was not wicked at heart. He saw his fault now in the light of his misfortune, aad was sorry for it Gladly would he have
made amends, out ne was poor auw the poorest, for the waters lay over the t. mad did not run off. as waters
generally do. The fertile valley was become a hike, into which points of land, fringed with broken and battered
trees, pushed themselves, it was a sau
disaster reached the
Mints they
receded? Nothing.
words
an invita-
tly for the
reason that the ganders did not belong to her set. jV. 0. J'feajnme. The pork raiser and the mwoessful author are so much alike that they both get their living by the fruits of theit pens. Syreaute -Sunday Tim. The man who married a needlewoman said he was not wedded under stress of oircumstaacee. though it might seamstress of circumstances. At an examination for admission to the bar, the question was asked: "What is the rate in Shelley's case?" One of the class answered: "The rale in Shelley's case is the same as in aay other man's case. The law is no respects! of persons. Iruh Law Timet. Qua frontier troubles owe their origin to the fact that the army was organised on a cigar-store-Indian, footing. It was supposed that the frontier aborigine paksed the lazy hours of the peaceful day in holding out leaf tobacco rathet than tomahawk, snut instead of gun
powder. Ar. F. ITorW. "Emma 11." asks the Springfield
(Ohio) TriftHHC this extraordinary
lambs from hither and yon, and now re"1
I'm hi for the day. T.faat take you W
out. pray?" . . t , ' r question: "Do you think it right for a " 'Vll not be gone a minute. We're formed hoM utHMi. ulJfk to t cm a young man's lap. even il ,w t Mm MiU W bme.' Mi- med to climb the eiiff once more, khock msjlJt ?5?i vAamanM
1 thert7 while"ljttle Fink Ut the LWhiteDcor pieed -offTry extraordinary
. i--" a rn.' ba i wiui Le uiuuua ivi twitiv""" i . f s i : tu
WesJ Wind. He's a great favorite with J Set utfthkn it US all. .... t i i Ufnni u-lmn Ue wu a
Halio! A boy! Why, so it is, f-i-" LTTTIU I "
wateh the herd, he wouia ieu "" " . : " 'wi . house.' Mory byway of .nt, and almost that jnUA a housj ?
wwavs taeee iw" . . v White Door up there, which was as mueh a marvel the as now. At law, by dint of looking hd dreaming, it grew to be so Mke a real door to him,
Fray,
where dklyou suppose we were waea you didn't see us in the sky T cried Little Pmk. 'A house! H; course we have a house. Every body baa one.
Frit r. as he snoke. kissed him, ruffled his
hair, boxed his ears softly, all in a minute. Then, wi th a gay, whooping laugh
tinued the old shepherd.
- - n - . . .
lie: "We have had no expenenoe m the matter referred to." Why didn't he say: "Hit was our girl and our lap, yes; if it was another girl and our lap,
ve&: mil li il was cHir iriri nnii uinc
narattoa itrri(l him unward.
last he did reach tke door. He knocked
uw. -i.., ? " -' " "rrift,T A" v tlM without answer, aad when
he vaaished mio me imtwace, wm "rrr. " i
aiuU r-usn Fritx. floated downward lHC uwr. 'T,
uivnuai m m w
V ties i ci o"" ' " .7 but at fellow's lap, never." 0Wee Trxhttm.
liklloekof white-witiged birds. Little
PinV lv umler his cheek like a pillow.
Knftiv thuttk-down touches earth
tW 1a1m1 on the valley floor, laid
Wit. r a ImhI of soft crass, and rose
aaln. leavinsr him there. He looketl
up to watch them rise, bright and srailijr. TJttle" Piak waved a rosy hand.
TiWW m1 hkher sailed the douds.
then they vanished into the door, aad
the door was shut."
T am tellinrthe story, as vou see,
rather in my own words than in those of tha okl skanhi-rd. but vou won't mind
that The truth is, I eaanot remember
lit
tle cloud appeared, but a tall, gloomy
White one. Which lOOKeu iae a Mievieu ghost. No game was going on in the Sra.f The clouds, dressed in
black, each with Ms thunder-cap on,
sat side by side, and lrowneu on row as he stowl in the midst sad made hie plea. I have sinned,' he said, sadly,
he ended, I have waned grievously, and I am justly punished. I forgot my promise to you, msw Aerr, aad I cannot eempkm that you broke yours to me. But give me one more ohanse, I implore you. Let me atone for my
Saib tke Omt to Metlkoff: "Dearfrti4,BOwrMbep: You iUMUtramima4nkMretemter. Wklle 1 take tke role or ruetleator." Wkatl leave me akme," tke Geastmerh?. I'll be Mowed If 1 don't I" tke Cawr reined.
At tM ow xenxoe hxmh? rmv.
Bet he stoutly answered : " I'll be
eo,"
skotKYea
-if. T. M'erW.
Ocn "Speekle" rose from o her et Ana eekle4 wttk muck vhror.
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