The bells of Freiburg : . lf-empty, back into his pocket, drew his wolf-skins around him, nodded cheerily, and wasout of the door and away before we had half-recovered from the surprise of his entrance. Look, Uncle Karl, look ! isnt this a fineChristmas gift ? said I, presently, putting onmy new cap and glancing at myself in the littleround mirror which hung by the stove— theboys wont be able to say 7iow that I have hadno gifts; and wasnt it kind of Fraulein Bless her, murmured the uncle, bendingover his carving and touching it lovingly— bless her kind heart for the thought. DidntI s
The bells of Freiburg : . lf-empty, back into his pocket, drew his wolf-skins around him, nodded cheerily, and wasout of the door and away before we had half-recovered from the surprise of his entrance. Look, Uncle Karl, look ! isnt this a fineChristmas gift ? said I, presently, putting onmy new cap and glancing at myself in the littleround mirror which hung by the stove— theboys wont be able to say 7iow that I have hadno gifts; and wasnt it kind of Fraulein Bless her, murmured the uncle, bendingover his carving and touching it lovingly— bless her kind heart for the thought. DidntI say, Gottfried, that the good God would notforget us So saying he lit his pipe again, leant backin his arm-chair and puffed away thoughtfullywith his eyes fixed on the wooden group, whileI sat down once more on my stool, stillwearing my fur cap, and went off into a pleasantdream about Rothkreuz, Fraulein Grethel, andHerr Jost hunting the otter in the dark Forestglens, and so dreaming I quite forgot my cares. CHAPTER WILD BELLS. teljHsClUDDENLY the Minster clockAk^3v/S struck clear, sharp, and ringing^^^^f^-?^ on the frosty air. I Uncle Karl started up as thoughnewly awakened. The bells ! heexclaimed, I had quite forgottenthem. They will begin the pealwithout me ! He caught up his cap, wound a muffler aroundhis neck, and was out of the door as quickly asFritz himself. As for me, I took a fresh pine-log from the wood-basket, put it on the stove,and, sitting down again, watched the curlingflames eating their Christmas supper, andlistened to the crackle and roar which theymade over it. Then I took out some of PVauleinGrethels little cakes and made my supper thought they both tasted and smelt likeChristmas, and the roar of the merry flames the 90 THE BELLS OF FREIBURG. while helped them to do me good both mindand body. There are few medicines so good fora sad heart as the knowledge of a kind thoughtin some other heart for you, and I felt thatsuch a thought had been in F
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