"Wisi had always pocketfuls of apples, pears, and nuts, that all came
from Andrew; for every thing that he had, or could procure, he used to
stuff into Wisi's satchel. I used often to wonder how it happened that
the quiet Andrew liked the very most unruly and gayest girl in the
school, and I also wondered whether she returned his affection. She was
always very friendly with him, but she was the same with others; and as
I once asked our mother how it could be, she shook her head a little,
and said, 'I am afraid,--I am afraid that the nice little Aloise is a
trifle heedless, and may have to suffer for it.' These words gave me
much food for thought, and recurred to me again and again.
"We went together to the Bible-class; and every Sunday evening Wisi used
to come regularly to our house, and we sang hymns together to the piano.
She particularly enjoyed this. She knew all the lovely songs by heart,
and sang them clearly and well; and mamma and I were very much pleased
to know that Wisi liked to sing, and went gladly to the Bible-class, and
seemed to take the religious teaching very much to heart. She had grown
into a fine large girl now, with bright eyes; and, although she did not
look very strong, like the peasant girls in the villages, still she had
a fine color, and was far prettier than any of them.
"At this time Andrew was learning his trade in the town, but invariably
came home on Sundays.
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