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Heidi by Joanna Spirey, Chapter eleven. Heidi gains in some
respects and loses in others. The Grandmamma sent for hide
every day after dinner. While Clara was resting and miss
Rothimya disappeared into her room. She talked to Heidi and
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amused her in various ways, showing her how to make
clothes for pretty little dolls that she had bought Unconsciously.
Hidie had learned to sew and made now the sweetest
dresses and coats for the little people out of lovely
materials the Grandmamma would give her. Often, Heidi would read
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to the old lady for the ofteners she read over
the stories, the dearer they became to her. The child
lived everything through with the people in the tales, and
was all always happy to be with them again. But
she never looked really cheerful, and her eyes never sparkled
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merrily as before. In the last week of missus Caeesman's stay,
Heidi was called again to the old Lady's room. The
child entered with her beloved book under her arm. Missus
Seesman drew Heidi close to her, and laying the book aside,
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she said, come, child, and tell me why you are
so sad. Do you still have the same sorrow? Yes,
Heidi replied, Did you confide it to our Lord? Yes?
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Do you pray to him every day that he may
make you happy again and take your affliction away? Oh? No,
I don't pray anymore. What do I hear? Heide? Why
don't you pray? It does not help, for God has
not listened. I don't wonder, she added, for if all
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the people in Frankfort pray every night, he cannot listen
to them all. I am sure he has not hurt me. Really,
Why are you so sure? Because I have prayed for
the same thing many many weeks and God has not
done what I have asked him to. That is not
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the way hide you see, God in Heaven is a
good father to all of us, who knows what we
need better than we do. When something we ask for
is not very good for us, he gives us something
much better if we confide in Him and do not
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lose confidence in his love. I am sure what you
asked for was not very good for you. Just now
He has heard you, for he can hear the prayers
of all the people in the world at the same time,
Because he is God almighty and not a mortal like us.
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He heard your prayers and said to himself, Yes, hide
shall get what she is praying for in time. Now,
while God was looking down on you to hear your prayers,
you lost confidence and went away from him. If God
does not hear your prayers anymore, he will forget you
also and let you go. Don't you want to go
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back to him, Heidy, and ask his forgiveness. Pray to
him every day and hope in him that he may
bring cheer and happiness to you. Heidi had listened attentively.
She had unbounded confidence in the old lady whose words
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had made a deep impression on her. Full of repentance,
she said, I shall go at once and ask our
father to pardon me. I shall never forget him any more.
That's right, Hidy. I am sure he will help you
in time, if you only trust in him. The grandmother
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consoled her. Heidi went to her room now and prayed
earnestly to God that he would forgive her and fulfill
her wish. The day of departure had come, but missus
Seesman arranged everything in such a way that the children
hardly realized she was actually going. Still, everything was empty
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and quiet when she had gone, and the children hardly
knew how to pass their time. Next day, Hidy came
to Clara in the afternoon and said, can I always
always read to you now Clara? Clara assented, and hide began,
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but she did not get very far, for the story
she was reading told of a grandmother's death. Suddenly, she
cried aloud, oh, no, grandmother is dead, and wept in
the most pitiful fashion. Whatever Hidie read always seemed real
to her, and now she thought it was her own
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grandmother at home. Louder and louder she sobbed. Now poor
grandmother is dead and I can never see her any more.
And she never got one single roll. Clara attempted to
explain the mistake, but Hidy was too much upset. She
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pictured to herself how terrible it would be if her
dear old grandfather would die too while she was far away,
How quiet and empty it would be in the hut,
and how lonely she would be. Miss Rothemier had overheard
the scene, and approaching the sobbing child, she said, impatiently,
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elder Hyde, now you have screamed enough. If I hear
you again giving way to yourself in such a noisy fashion,
I shall take your book away forever. Heidie turned pale
at that, for the book was her greatest treasure. Quickly
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drying her tears, she choked down her sobs. After that,
Haidee never cried again. Often she could hardly repress her
sobs and was obliged to make the strangest faces to
keep herself from crying out. Clara often looked at her
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full of surprise, but Miss Rothamaya did not notice them
and found no occasion to carry out her threat. However,
the poor child got more cheerless every day and looked
so thin and pale that Sebastian became worried. He tried
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to encourage her at the table to help herself to
all the good dishes, but listlessly she would let them
pass and hardly touch them. In the evening she would
cry quietly, her heart bursting with longing to go home.
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Thus the time passed by HAIDI never knew if it
was summer or winter, for the walls opposite never changed.
They drove out very seldom, for Clara was only able
to go a short distance. They never saw anything else
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than streets, houses and busy people, no grass, no fir trees,
and no mountains. Heidie struggled constantly against her sorrow, but
in vain autumn and winter had passed, and Heidi knew
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that the time was coming when Peter would go up
the elp with his goats, where the flowers were glistening
in the sunshine and the mountains were all afire. She
would sit down in a corner of her room and
put both hands before her eyes, not to see the
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glaring sunshine on the opposite wall. There she would remain,
eating her heart away with longing till Clara would call
for her to come