A wood-cutter of the Black Forest finds little English Frida seated at the foot of a fir tree; she was waiting for her father, who had gone to seek the road; with her was a Bible and a violin; her father never returns, having been taken deathly ill without telling his name. Frida lives in the home of the peasant who found her, displays a great talent for music, and finally finds her English relatives through playing in public.
ost in thought. He was pondering the question whether, supposing the child was left on his hands, he could support her by doing extra work. It would be difficult, he knew; but if Elsie were willing he'd try, for his kind heart recoiled from sending the little child who clung to him so confidingly adrift amongst strangers. No, he would not do so.
After a while he turned to his wife, who had gone to the cradle where lay their six-weeks-old baby, and was rocking it, as the child had cried out in her sleep.
"Elsie," he said, "I'll set off at break of day, and go amongst my mates, and find out if they have seen or heard aught of the missing gentleman.--Come, Hans," he said suddenly; "'tis time you were asleep."
A few minutes later and Hans had tumbled into his low bed, and lay for a short time thinking about Frida, and wondering who she had been speaking to when she knelt down; but in the midst of his wondering he fell asleep.
Wilhelm, wearied with his day's work, was not long in follow