The Swiss Twins | Page 8

edges of dizzy precipices,
and always among rocks with wonderful views of distant snow-capped
peaks above them and green, green valleys below.
At last, when it seemed to the weary children that they could not go
another step, they came out upon a high pasture, where Fritz called a
halt. The goats leaped joyfully forward, snatching greedy mouthfuls of
the rich green grass which grew among the rocks. Bello flopped heavily
down on a flat stone with his tongue hanging out, and Fritz and the
Twins rolled over on their backs on a soft carpet of grass to rest.
Almost at once Seppi said, "I'm hungry."
"So 'm I," said Leneli.
"You'll be hungry all the time up here," said Fritz encouragingly. "It's
the air."
"Let's eat," urged Seppi.
Fritz took the package of luncheon from his pocket and opened it.
"It looks very small. It looks a great deal smaller than it did at home,"
said Leneli. "I wonder why?"
"You are hungrier now than you were then," said Fritz.
"I could eat it all myself," said Seppi.
"But you won't," laughed Fritz; "I'll see to that." He divided the bread
and cheese into three equal portions and handed one to each of the
Twins. The third he put in his own pocket. "Now I don't care what you
do with yours," he said; "only, if you eat it all now, you'll be hungry
enough to browse with the goats before it's time to go home. Better take
just a bite and a drink of water and eat more by and by."
Seppi looked hungrily at his portion and took a bite. Then he just
couldn't stop, and before he knew it his whole luncheon was gone and it
was only nine o'clock in the morning!
Leneli took two bites of hers, and then, wrapping it carefully in the
piece of cloth, placed it high up on an overhanging rock out of the way
of temptation. Then, while Fritz was teaching Seppi all the tricks of a
goat-boy's trade, she found a soft patch of grass all spangled with blue

gentians and fell asleep with her head on her arm. She slept for some
time, and Fritz and Seppi, seeing how tired she was, did not disturb her.
She was roused at last by the tinkling of a goat-bell almost over her
head, and woke up just in time to see her luncheon, cloth and all,
disappearing into the mouth of Nanni, the brown goat! Poor Leneli
screamed with dismay, and Fritz and Seppi, thinking perhaps she had
hurt herself, came dashing to her side. Leneli was boiling with rage.
She could only point at Nanni, who stood calmly out of reach above
them with the last scrap of cloth dangling from her lips.
"You wretched, black-hearted pig of a goat!" she screamed, stamping
her foot. "You've eaten every bit of my lunch, and I'd only taken two
little teeny bites! Oh, I wish I'd eaten it all like that greedy Seppi!"
Fritz and Seppi were sorry, but when they saw the goat looking down at
Leneli so calmly while she stormed and scolded below, they rolled over
on the ground helpless with laughter.
"It's all very well for you to laugh, sniffed Leneli; "you've both got your
lunches," and she went away quite sulkily and sat down on a stone by
herself. Bello came and sat beside her and licked her hand.
Fritz had to dash away just then after a straying goat, but he was soon
back again with his luncheon in his hand. "Here," he said, "you can
have some of my bread and cheese."
"Oh, Fritzi," said Leneli gratefully, "you are as good and kind as that
goat is bad, but I'm going to take only a teeny mouthful, just to keep me
from starving!"
"All right," said Fritz, holding the slice of bread for her to bite.
"To-morrow we'll ask Mother to put up more bread and cheese, and if
you get hungry again, you can milk old Nanni herself and get even with
her that way."
"But I don't know how to milk," said Leneli with her mouth full.
"It's time you learned then," said Fritz briskly. "You've seen Mother do
it over and over again. Come, I'll teach you."
Nanni, the goat, had leaped down from her high perch, and was now
taking a drink from a little sparkling mountain rill which flowed
through the pasture.
"Come along," said Fritz. "There's no time like the present," and, taking
his cup in his hand, he started toward her.
Leneli hung back a little. "Nanni is the naughtiest goat in the whole

flock," she said resentfully. "If it weren't for getting my lunch back, I
wouldn't try to milk her."
It may be that Nanni heard