An Early Start

Two fair-haired, clear-eyed children, with cheeks that rivaled the Alpen Glow, had romped away a blissful childhood chiefly among the chips and shavings in the cosy workshop, where the father changed logs of pine and oak and cherry into wondrous shapes and curious figures. Old Kaspar, the children’s father, was prince of carvers in a……

The Eyes of a Child

The child’s little world enlarged itself with the unfolding years. His soul expanded as the valley became touched with beauty. His growth reflected both his outward environment and the inner dignity of a soul maturing in the crisp, clean air of high places. His body was sturdiness itself but supple and responsive. His eyes were……