quickly put it away, so that he often brought home all his pockets full of
these pieces, which he then collected like treasures into a pile and spent
every free moment carving them.

Thus the years passed by. Although Elsbeth always had many cares, she
experienced only joy in her Toni. He still clung to her with the same
love, helped her in every way as well as he could and spent his life
beside her, entirely at his quiet occupation, in which he gradually
acquired a quite gratifying skill. Toni was never so content as when he
was sitting in the little stone hut with his carving and his mother came
in and out happily employed, always saying a kindly word to him and
finally sat down beside him at her spinning-wheel.




CHAPTER SECOND

A HARD SENTENCE


Toni was twelve years old in the winter, and now his school days were
over, and the time had come to look about for some kind of work which
would bring him in some money and by which he could learn something
necessary for future years.

Spring had come and work had begun in the fields. His mother thought it
would be best to ask the proprietor of the Matten farm, if he had some
light work for Toni; but every time she spoke about it he would say
beseechingly: