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    The Swiss Twins
    The Swiss Twins
    The Swiss Twins
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    The Swiss Twins

    By Lucy Fitch Perkins

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    Lucy Fitch Perkins was forty-eight when she was approached by a publisher friend who, impressed by her talents as both an illustrator and writer, which he knew through correspondence, urged her to write. He was so earnest that she thought of an idea for a children’s book the next morning, and she immediately set to work making sketches and preparing the idea for presentation. The publisher came to dinner at their house the next evening and she showed him the idea. His response was immediate “go ahead and write it, and I want it”. That book was The Dutch Twins, the first in what became a long running and wildly popular series. Here we publish another in that series 'The Swiss Twins'.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCopyright Group
    Release dateNov 19, 2013
    ISBN9781783946075
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      There stood a tiny table against the kitchen wall, with a little gray mouse on it nibbling on a piece of cheese...suddenly three children rushed into the small Swiss house on top of themountain.the little gray mouse clutched the piece of cheese and ran into its little hole on the side of the kitchen wall.This is a wonderful story of a cuckoo and three sweet little childrenwho love to go with the goats up to the beautiful green pastures...

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    The Swiss Twins - Lucy Fitch Perkins

    THE SWISS TWINS by Lucy Fitch Perkins

    Lucy Fitch Perkins was forty-eight when she was approached by a publisher friend who, impressed by her talents as both an illustrator and writer, which he knew through correspondence, urged her to write. He was so earnest that she thought of an idea for a children’s book the next morning, and she immediately set to work making sketches and preparing the idea for presentation. The publisher came to dinner at their house the next evening and she showed him the idea.  His response was immediate go ahead and write it, and I want it. That book was The Dutch Twins, the first in what became a long running and wildly popular series.  Here we publish another in that series 'The Swiss Twins'.

    Index Of Contents

    Chapter I. The Responsible Cuckoo

    Chapter II. The Twins Learn A New Trade

    Chapter III. A Mountain Storm

    Chapter IV. The Lonely Herdsman

    Chapter V. The Pass

    Chapter VI. New Friends And Old

    Lucy Fitch Perkins – A Short Biography

    CHAPTER I. THE RESPONSIBLE CUCKOO

    High on the kitchen wall of an old farm-house on a mountain-side in Switzerland there hangs a tiny wooden clock. In the tiny wooden clock there lives a tiny wooden cuckoo, and every hour he hops out of his tiny wooden door, takes a look about to see what is going on in the world, shouts out the time of day, and pops back again into his little dark house, there to wait and tick away the minutes until it is time once more to tell the hour.

    Late one spring afternoon, just as the sun was sinking out of sight, lighting up the snow-capped mountains with beautiful colors and sending long shafts of golden light across the valleys, the cuckoo woke with a start.

    Bless me! he said to himself, Here it is six o'clock and not a sound in the kitchen! It's high time for Mother Adolf to be getting supper. What in the world this family would do without me I really cannot think! They'd never know it was supper time if I didn't tell them, and would starve to death as likely as not. It is lucky for them I am such a responsible bird. The tiny wooden door flew open and he stuck out his tiny wooden head. There was not a sound in the kitchen but the loud ticking of the clock.

    Just as I thought, said the cuckoo. Not a soul here.

    There stood the table against the kitchen wall, with a little gray mouse on it nibbling a crumb of cheese. Along finger of sunlight streamed through the western window and touched the great stone stove, as if trying to waken the fire within. A beam fell upon a pan of water standing on the floor and sent gay sparkles of light dancing over the shining tins in the cupboard. The cuckoo saw it all at a glance. This will never do, he ticked indignantly. There was a queer rumbling sound in his insides as if his feelings were getting quite too much for him, and then suddenly he sent a loud cuckoo ringing through the silent room. Instantly the little gray mouse leaped down from the table and scampered away to his hole in the wall, the golden sunbeam flickered and was gone, and shadows began to creep into the corners. Cuckoo, cuckoo, he shouted at the top of his

    voice, cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo, six times in all, and then, his duty done, he popped back again into his little dark house, and the door clicked behind him.

    Out in the garden Mother Adolf heard him and, raising her head from the onion-bed, where she was pulling weeds, she counted on her fingers, One, two, three, four, five, six! Bless my soul, six o'clock and the sun already out of sight behind old Pilatus, she said, and, rising from her knees a little stiffly, she stood for a moment looking down the green slopes toward the valley.

    Far, far below, the blue waters of Lake Lucerne mirrored the glowing colors of the mountain-peaks beyond its farther shore, and nearer, among the foothills of old Pilatus itself, a little village nestled among green trees, its roofs clustered about a white church-spire. Now the bells in the steeple began to ring, and the sound floated out across the green fields spangled with yellow daffodils, and reached Mother Adolf where she stood. Bells from more distant villages soon joined in the clamor, until all the air was filled with music and a hundred echoes woke in the mountains.

    The tiny wooden cuckoo heard them and ticked loudly with satisfaction. Everybody follows me, he said to himself proudly. I wake all the bells in the world.

    Where can the children be? said Mother Adolf aloud to herself, looking about the garden. I haven't heard a sound from either the baby or the Twins for over an hour, and, making a hollow between her lands, she added her own bit of music to the chorus of the hills.

    She sang, and immediately from behind the willows which fringed the brook at the end of the garden two childish voices gave back an answering strain.

    A moment later two sunburned, towheaded, blue-eyed children, a boy and girl of ten, appeared, dragging after them a box mounted on rough wooden wheels in which there sat a round, pink, blue-eyed cherub of a baby. Shouting with laughter, they came tearing up the garden path to their mother's side.

    "Hush,

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