When next Squib found his way there, no Seppi was to be seen. Three days had passed since they had held their talk together about leaving the green valley they both loved, and those three days had been full of interest to the little boy.
For Mr. Lorimer and his father had been making inquiries2 about the Ernsthausen family, and had established the identity of Seppi’s father with the guide who had served them so faithfully, and had saved Colonel Rutland’s life at the risk of his own. Squib’s story of little Seppi and his patience and goodness touched the heart of his mother very much. Lady Mary had heard much of Seppi during the past weeks; and ever since the storm, when she had been so alarmed for a couple of hours about her son, she had felt great gratitude3 to the little goat-herd who 239had so promptly4 taken him into shelter, and to the whole household in the humble5 home who had cared for him, and had sent to relieve her anxiety. She entered with much sympathy into Squib’s eager desire to help the family to set up for themselves in the way the father had long desired; and she told Squib that since his father had taken up the matter she was very sure it would all come right in the end.
“May I tell Seppi so?” asked Squib eagerly, and his mother said she thought he might, if Seppi could be trusted to keep the secret for a little while till things were more settled.
“Thank you,” said Squib, “I should like Seppi to have the pleasure of knowing about it and thinking about it beforehand. Mother dear, don’t you think a clever doctor might make Seppi well again? Uncle Ronald was soon made quite well when he came home ill.”
Lady Mary shook her head sorrowfully.
“I am afraid, my darling, from what I hear that poor little Seppi’s days are numbered. But you know that his crippled life here could not be such a very happy one. He would feel his lameness7 more and more as he grew older, and the Loving Shepherd knows what is best and happiest for His lambs.”
The tears sprang to Squib’s eyes as he heard those words, and he pressed up to his mother’s side.
“Did you feel like that, mother,” he whispered, “about my little brother when he died?”
240For that little brother whom he could not remember had always seemed to Squib to belong especially to himself, and his mother’s arms pressed him very close as she answered,—
“That is how I try to think of it now, darling. It was very hard to give him up at the time, but I am quite willing to believe that the Lord knows best, and by-and-by we shall understand all those things which seem so hard to bear now.”
“Yes,” answered Squib quickly and earnestly, “when the Lord comes to make all things new, and His Kingdom begins to come. Oh, how I wish it would come quickly!”
The mother looked earnestly into her child’s face and saw that the boy’s eyes were fixed8 intently upon the blue distance before them. Some new thought was struggling in his mind.
“Mother,” he said, “do you know that there is a little bit of this earth in glory now? I don’t quite know how to say it, but that’s just what it is. One little bit has been glorified9 and has its resurrection life already. Did you know?”
Lady Mary slightly shook her head.
“I do not quite know what you mean, dear child. I suppose it is something Herr Adler told you?”
“Seppi drew Squib’s hand down upon the head of Moor10.”
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241“Yes,” answered Squib; “it’s so beautiful and so interesting. Mother, it’s the Lord Himself who has been glorified. You know He rose out of the grave with the same body as He had on earth, which was made of the earth—only in resurrection it was different. But it was the same body, for there were the marks of the nails and the spear; and that body has been taken up to heaven and glorified, so that just a little bit of our earth is glorified in Heaven now. Mother, Herr Adler says that when the Lord has begun a promised work, it is a sure and certain pledge that He will finish it when the right time has come. And so we know that by-and-by we shall have resurrection bodies given us, and shall be glorified too. He says that that is what David meant when he said: ‘When I awake after Thy likeness11, I shall be satisfied with it.’ You see he knew about it somehow, even though Jesus hadn’t come then.”
Lady Mary kissed her child lovingly.
“I am glad you had so many beautiful talks with Herr Adler,” she said. “Always try to remember what he taught you, dear.”
“I will,” answered Squib earnestly; “I think he is the goodest man I have ever seen.”
And having kissed his mother, Squib went off to find Seppi, but the knoll was not occupied to-day.
“He will be nearer home,” said Squib, preparing to descend12, and sure enough he came upon his companion lower down the valley, but on the far side of the bridge.
The face raised to greet him was bright, although it looked very sharp and worn; and there was creeping over it, under the brown, a curious grey look.
242“Little Herr, I thought you would come to me. I tried to get to our knoll, but I couldn’t.”
“Why couldn’t you?” asked Squib with solicitude14.
“I felt so queer, and all my breath went away. I had to sit down; but I thought if you came you would come down. I don’t seem to have any room to breathe if I go uphill.”
“Poor Seppi!” said Squib pitifully; “does it hurt much?”
“Oh no! I don’t have any pain. And I’m used to it at night. Generally I am pretty comfortable by day. Little Herr, we had a visit yesterday from a friend of father’s.”
“Did you?”
“Yes, and he says father is rather disturbed, because he has heard that somebody has been talking about buying the piece of ground he wants so much for the hotel he has been thinking of so long. He has heard that a gentleman has been inquiring about it.”
Squib’s face beamed all over.
“That’s my father,” he said in an important whisper. “My father has such good ideas. He set somebody to ask about the land before he came back here. I suppose that is what your father has heard of. But he need not really mind; for if my father buys the bit of land, he will give it to your father, I know.”
“O little Herr! It seems too good to be true!”
“Oh no; only one of those nice things that grown-up people can do. That’s what I should 243like to be grown-up for—I should have so many nice plans.”
The boys sat thinking each his own thoughts, and then Squib said,—
“I suppose your mother told you about it, then, because you didn’t know much the other day.”
“Yes, she told me in the night, when I couldn’t go to sleep. We had a nice long talk about lots of things. She talked about father’s plan; but I didn’t tell her what you had told me. I thought it was a secret.”
“I think it is just now, till something has been settled. O Seppi! I wish you and I could go together to see the valley, and make plans about your new home there.”
Seppi looked all round him, up and down his own valley, and away towards the Silent Watchers guarding it on either hand, and said,—
“I think I like this one best. I don’t think I want to go to the other, though I like to think of them there. Little Herr, will you ever go to see it some day, when you are a man?”
“Oh yes!” cried Squib eagerly. “When I’m a man I shall do lots and lots of things. I mean to be a mountaineer for one thing, like Mr. Lorimer, and climb all the mountains that can be climbed, and I shall have your father for my guide, and I shall stay at his hotel, and we shall be great friends. You know he was very brave, and saved my father’s 244life. I shall never forget that. It’s not the sort of thing one ever does forget.”
Seppi looked very pleased and happy.
“I think father is a very brave man,” he said, “though he never talks about the brave things he does.”
“I don’t think really brave men do,” answered Squib, with decision. “The boys at school say that it’s always the cowards and the bullies15 who do the bragging16 and the boasting; the really brave boys don’t have to be always telling of themselves.”
Seppi quite agreed in this, and told a few stories he had heard from others of his father’s prowess, and they drew many happy fancy pictures of the days to come when Squib should become a great mountain climber, and Ernsthausen should go with him right up into the land of cloud and snow, across the blue mysterious glaciers17, and ever upwards18 and onwards to the soaring peaks beyond. Squib’s face flushed with delighted anticipation19 as he lifted it towards the eternal snows and thought of all the triumphs that lay before him; but presently his expression changed, and putting out his hand he took Seppi’s gently in it, and said,—
“I wish you could go too!”
Seppi smiled without any sadness.
“But, little Herr, I never could climb, you know,” and he looked at his poor, little, shrunken limb.
“I know,” answered Squib quickly, “but I mean I wish that that hadn’t happened to you.”
245The little goat-herd looked thoughtfully out before him.
“I’m not sure that I do,” he said.
“O Seppi! what do you mean?”
“I was thinking,” answered Seppi dreamily, “that if I had been strong and active like Peter, perhaps I should not have had the goats to mind. I think Ann-Katherin would have taken them, and I should have worked at home with mother and Peter; and then, you see, I should not have had all those talks with Herr Adler, and I should not have had my drawing; and I should not have had you, little Herr!”
“O Seppi! but to have been strong and well would have made up for that,” said Squib, whose active spirit could not imagine a more terrible loss than that of the power of locomotion20.
“I don’t know,” answered Seppi. “I think I am happier than Peter, who is strong and big. I don’t think I want to be anybody else. It’s just as Herr Adler said it would be.”
“What did he say?” asked Squib, with interest.
“It was the first time he came; at least, the first time I can remember about. I was out with the goats. I had not been lame6 long, and I was often unhappy. I missed the things I had been used to do, and I wanted to do them again. I was crying about it one day, and he saw me, and came and sat down by me and talked. He said such beautiful things.”
246“Tell me what they were.”
“Yes; but I can’t make them sound as he does, you know. He first told me about how God had taken care of me down in the ice, and had helped father to get me up safe again; and he said I must not think any more about its being the ice-maidens, because that was nothing but the fancy of people who lived amongst mountains, and that God would never let His children be subject to such beings, even if they had any existence; but when I cried again about being lame, he was kinder still, and told me that it was perhaps because the Lord loved me that He had laid His hand upon me, because it says somewhere that whom He loveth He chasteneth—it is in the Bible.”
Squib nodded his head.
“Yes, I know. I came upon it reading once with mother. I said it seemed like you.”
Seppi’s face flushed with pleasure and gratitude.
“Did you? How kind to think of me, little Herr! Well, I won’t tell you the things of that sort which he said. I expect you know them all yourself; but he told me other things that I had never thought about before. He said that if God took away from us one of our powers, He was always ready to make it up to us by giving us more of another; and that, if we could learn to be submissive, and to take everything He sent us as His gift, we should soon find that we were not the worse, but the better for it!”
247“O Seppi—how?”
“Well, I didn’t understand then, but I do now. He told me I must use my eyes if I could not use my legs, and that I should see as many wonderful things going on around me as if I could scour21 the woods after them; and indeed it’s true. Just sitting still anywhere, and listening and watching is so interesting; and then watching the shapes and the colours of things put it into my head to carve and draw; and that has made me so happy. And then the farmer down in the big thal gave me Moor for my very own, which he never would have done if I hadn’t been lame; and so you see how many, many things I have got by it. And I often think I’ve been happier than Peter, though he is so strong and can go anywhere.”
“Do you think you are?” asked Squib.
“I often think so. Peter doesn’t care a bit to watch the mountains, and he doesn’t know how beautiful they can be. He never listens to what the water says, and he doesn’t know a bit how happy it makes one to see beautiful things and think about how they come to be there. Herr Adler says that if we only have eyes to see and ears to hear, everything in the beautiful world tells us about God and His Kingdom, and I’m sure it does. It has made up for everything to me. I don’t think I want anything different now.”
Squib heaved a little sigh as he said,—
248“Well, if you don’t want it different, I’ll try not to want it either. But I can’t help thinking how nice it would be if you could have been my guide some day when we were both men, and I came to stay in your father’s hotel.”
The talk about that hotel was a great amusement and pleasure to the boys in the days to come. Seppi was failing rapidly. He was still able to be out near home with the goats, and Squib would join him almost daily, often with some interesting piece of information about the negotiation22 of the land purchase, which was going on still. Colonel Rutland was buying the site, Squib presently informed Seppi, and he would then make it over to Ernsthausen as his own. Then, after the sale of the present plot of ground and chalet, the man would have enough with his savings23 to ask the needful loan from government, and commence the building. It would not take long to run up the modest building he required, and by the following spring he would be able to open it for the use of mountaineers, for whose resort it was mainly to be put up. The children were never tired of talking about it, and by this time the whole family knew what was on foot, and were in a state of excitement and pleasure. Peter was going to realize his dream, and live a wider and more exciting life, not quite so much shut in as now by the limits of the narrow valley. The mother would not be separated from her husband during the summer, and would have congenial occupation at his side; and 249as for Ann-Katherin, she caught the prevailing24 excitement without exactly knowing what it was all about, and thought that everything would be delightful25, though she could not at all imagine living anywhere but in her own beautiful valley.
Moor was the only member of the household that seemed unhappy at this juncture26. Was it that the sensible fellow had a premonition of coming change? or did some instinct tell him that all was not well with his little master? The boys could not tell. All they knew was that the dog was restless and unhappy; that he followed their movements with his eyes in a wistful and imploring27 manner; that he whined28 a good deal at night, and was only quieted by being put to sleep upon the foot of Seppi’s bed; and that on the days when Squib failed to appear, he had been known to set off to meet him and hasten him, and not finding him, had come home very dejected, and had been restless and uneasy all day.
“He is so very fond of you,” Seppi often said when telling Squib of this. “I think he likes you next best to me of anybody. He only seems really happy when we are together. Poor Moor! he is such a faithful friend. I do love him so! I think he understands everything I say!”
Squib had been detained at home one whole day, first by a rainy morning, and then by a walk with his father, which had kept him away from the valley where Seppi was half-expecting him. He did 250not always go, but since his time had begun to get short (for they were to leave the chalet soon), he tried hard to see his friend daily, for he knew that his visits were eagerly looked for, and he sometimes had some interesting bits of news to communicate.
He had planned to start off for the valley next day as soon as ever his early breakfast had been dispatched; but before he was up in the morning—when, in fact, the day was only beginning to brighten in the east—he was awakened30 by a strange sound of snorting and scuffling just outside the little door-window which opened on his balcony, and he sat up listening with a beating heart and a strange feeling creeping over him, for it was just that sort of noise that Czar used to make when he came up sometimes to suggest that they should have an early walk together. But poor Czar lay in his grave on the hillside. What could this noise mean?
Squib sprang out of bed and pattered across the bare floor in his little night-shirt. He unfastened the bolts and opened the window, when in ran Moor, his coat wet with dew, his eyes full of that unspeakable wistfulness seldom seen in any eyes save those of a dog, and his whole manner full of such an eager intensity31 of purpose that Squib knew in a moment that something unwonted had happened or was happening.
“What is it, Moor? What is it, good dog?” he asked. “And oh, Moor, how did you find your way 251here?” for Squib suddenly remembered that Moor had never been to the chalet before, and had never accompanied him further than to the ridge13 just above the knoll with the fir-trees, where he had first seen Seppi and his goats.
Moor could not answer, but he whined round the child, putting up his paws and seeming to try as hard as he could to tell him something.
Squib understood dog-ways and dog-talk almost as well as dogs understood him, and he quickly comprehended that Moor wanted him to go with him somewhere.
“I’ll come! I’ll come!” he answered, and began hurrying on his clothes. Moor was satisfied the moment he saw this, and ran to a water-jug to slake32 his own thirst, for he had plainly run fast and hard. Squib was not many minutes in getting into his clothes, and as soon as he was dressed he paused for nothing save to get a few biscuits out of a cupboard, some for himself and some for Moor, as they ran down the staircase and through the dewy grass together.
“Is it Seppi?” asked Squib anxiously; and at the sound of the familiar name the dog looked backwards33 over his shoulder and uttered a little, low whine29.
“Did he send you for me?” said Squib again, still running onwards along the familiar track, with Moor always a few yards in advance. But Moor only wagged his tail that time and said nothing, and the pair sped on in silence.
252“Something is the matter,” said Squib to himself, “and Moor will show me what it is. Can Seppi have fallen, or be in danger? But then Moor would have run home for help. Besides, Seppi could not be out so early. He is not well enough.”
Down the side of the valley plunged34 Squib in the wake of the faithful Moor, looking keenly to right and left as he did so, but seeing nothing to attract his attention or account for the eagerness of the dog.
At last they reached the bridge, and were quite near the chalet. Squib suddenly began to wonder what they would think there of his appearing at such an hour, and, for a moment, he paused, as though in doubt; but Moor uttered a quick, sharp bark, either of joy or command, and out from the chalet darted35 a little bare-headed figure, and Squib heard Ann-Katherin’s voice raised in sudden excitement and relief.
“Mother, he has come! He is here! Mother—Seppi—the little Herr has come!”
The next moment Frau Ernsthausen herself had come running out, and she met Squib a few paces from her door. Her face was pale and stained with weeping. Her voice shook as she held out her hands.
“Ah, the good God must surely have sent His angel to tell you! Oh, how my poor little Seppi has been calling for you!”
“Moor came for me,” answered Squib, rather bewildered and awed37. “What does Seppi want?”
253“Ah, don’t ask! don’t ask! My child is dying!” cried the poor mother, her tears gushing38 forth39 again. “Peter is away for the doctor. I could not let Ann-Katherin go, nor did she know the way. But all the night through he has been asking for you. Oh, thank God that you have come in time!”
Very full of awe36, but without any sense of fear, Squib entered the low door, and found himself in the familiar room. A shaft40 of sunlight entered with him, and Seppi, who was lying in his bed propped41 up high with pillows, stretched out his arms to him with such a smile of welcome.
“The angel has brought him, mother!” he cried, in a quick succession of panting breaths. “I see the shining of his wings. How good God is!”
Squib went straight up and took Seppi’s two hands.
“I have come,” he said simply. “Moor came for me; he said you wanted me, Seppi!”
The eyes, so wonderfully bright and full of the intense light which is not of this world, suddenly drew off, as it were, from looking out into space and fastened themselves on Squib’s face. Seppi smiled a different kind of smile now, but it was a very happy one.
“I am so glad you have come,” he said; “I did so want to see you again. I have something to give you, little Herr. Will you let me?”
“O Seppi, yes. Is it anything I can do for you?”
“Yes; I want you to have Moor,” said Seppi, still 254panting out his words in the same quick, breathless way. “I want you to have him for your very own. He loves you next best. He would be happy with you. Will you have him?”
“O Seppi, don’t give him away yet; you may want him again,” sobbed42 Squib, overcome for a moment by the sense of near parting which this request brought home to him.
A quick, strange smile flashed over Seppi’s face, over which a grey shadow was falling.
“No,” he whispered, “I shan’t want him any more; but I love him. He brought you. He will miss me most. Please have him and keep him for me,” and possessing himself of Squib’s hand, Seppi drew it down upon the head of Moor, who had stretched himself upon the bed beside his little master, and who now licked the joined hands of both children, with his eyes full of tears.
“I’ll keep him,” answered Squib, steadying his voice. “He shall come home and live with me. I will make him happy.”
Seppi smiled. It seemed the last little cloud upon his mind. Now that he was satisfied he lay back on his pillows and put out one hand to his mother, the other lying still in Squib’s close clasp upon the head of the dog.
“Tell me about 'He shall give His angels charge,’” he whispered the next moment. Seppi looked at the mother, and the woman looked back at him, and then 255Squib, suddenly thinking of Herr Adler and some of the things he had said, answered with one of his own bursts of subdued43 vehemence,—
“Seppi, I daresay the angels are here. I daresay it was they who helped Moor to find me and bring me; but that doesn’t matter. The Lord Jesus is here Himself, and I think you will see Him soon. Never mind anything else. He is coming.”
Seppi’s eyes filled suddenly with strange light, and then the lids closed, and the quick panting breathing grew very slow—and then stopped.
“Jesus has come!” said Squib in his heart, and he turned by a sudden impulse and put his arms round the neck of the weeping woman on her knees beside him.
“Seppi is not lame any more,” said Squib softly.
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