Erick and Sally

Erick and Sally, by Johanna
Spyri, Translated

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Title: Erick and Sally
Author: Johanna Spyri
Release Date: December 11, 2003 [eBook #10436]
Language: English
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ERICK AND SALLY

By the Swiss Writer
JOHANNA SPYRI
Author of Heidi, Chel, and many other stories
Translated by
HELENE H. BOLL
1921

Affectionately dedicated to
MRS. MARTHA C. BÜHLER

PREFACE
To our Boys and Girls:
Years ago, in a little country called Switzerland, there lived a little girl
who was the daughter of a doctor. This doctor sometimes had to climb
up high mountains and sometimes he had to descend slowly to the deep
valleys, always on horseback, to visit the sick people who had sent for
him. Of course there were no telephones, electric lights, steam trains or
automobiles, and so often this doctor was away from home for two or
three days attending the people who needed his help. His trips took him
into little villages where there were only a few hundred poor people
who made a scant living from farming and sheep raising, but he knew
them so well that he became very fond of them, and he shared their
sorrows and joys. When he returned home he would tell his little
daughter, who was Johanna Spyri, about what he had seen and heard.
She became very much interested in the people whom her father told
about, and when she grew up she visited many of the places that he had
told her about when she was a child.

It was not until she was quite a grown woman that she wrote any books,
but the children of Switzerland and Germany loved her stories so much,
that we have decided to translate the story of Erick and Sally for the
children of America. The author knew children and loved them, and
wrote to them and not for them. Thus, every one who reads this story
will follow the sorrows and pleasures of Erick just as if he were a
personal living friend.
The translator understands American boys and girls, for she has been a
teacher in our schools for many years. She also has an intimate
knowledge of the country described in this story for she has often
visited the places mentioned. Through her knowledge and love of the
country about which Madame Spyri wrote, and speaking her language,
the translator, Helene H. Boll, appreciates her thoughts, and has
faithfully reproduced them in this absorbing little story.
THE PUBLISHERS.

CONTENTS
Chapter I
In the Parsonage of Upper Wood
Chapter II
A Call in the Village
Chapter III
'Lizebeth on the Warpath
Chapter IV
The Same Night in Two Houses

Chapter V
Disturbance in School and Home
Chapter VI
A Lost Hymn
Chapter VII
Erick Enlists in the Fighting Army
Chapter VIII
What Happens on Organ-Sunday
Chapter IX
A Secret that is Kept
Chapter X
Surprising Things Happen

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
Portrait of Madame Spyri
Now the lady held out her hand and said in a friendly tone, "Come here,
dear child"
Churi....unexpectedly gave him such a severe push that Erick rolled
down the rest of the mountain side
He threw both arms around the old gentleman's neck and rejoicingly
exclaimed: "Oh, Grandfather, is it really you?"

CHAPTER I
In the Parsonage of Upper Wood
The sun was shining so brightly through the foremost windows of the
old schoolhouse in Upper Wood, that the children of the first and
second classes appeared as if covered with gold. They looked at one
another, all with beaming faces, partly because the sun made them
appear so, and partly for joy; for when the sunshine came through the
last window, then the moment approached that the closing word would
be spoken, and the children could rush out into the evening sunshine.
The teacher was still busy with the illuminated heads of the second
class, and indeed with some zeal, for several sentences had still to be
completed, before the school could be closed. The teacher was standing
before a boy who looked well-fed and quite comfortable, and who was
looking up into the teacher's face with eyes as round as two little balls.
"Well, Ritz, hurry, you surely must have thought of something by now.
Now then! What can be made useful in a household? Do not forget