Cottage of the Woodcarver

Just outside the village stood the cottage of a woodcarver. The woodcarver and his wife took me in, and I became their foster child. I learned to carve. A poet in wood-carving was my foster father. How proud everyone was of his work! How carefully he planned and cut designs in his wooden pieces! My……

Sea Song

A stiff salty wind was blowing from the sea. Over the pine trees in the meadow the rooks were reeling and screaming. Gray clouds covered the sky, and the waves threw themselves against the rocky coast. Virginia Olcott

Snug Winter Home

Anton knew that their house was strong. He remembered the terrible winter winds that swept down from the Alps. How hard the winds tried to shake and tear the chalet down! But they could not harm it. And the snow! How fast it piled up and froze into a heavy, crystal-blue coat all about the……

A Happy Supper with Father Home

The door opened. Father Rämi came into the room. “Vaterli! A surprise! There is a surprise coming!” Anton darted to his father and took the wooden milk pail he carried. “Ho, there, little Sparrow!” Father Rämi ruffled up the boy’s yellow curls as he spoke. “Have you eaten all my supper, to surprise my hungry……