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CHAPTEE V. 



A WALK TO FISCHBACHAU. 



THE young forester Meier was going to see his father, 

 who lived at the foot of the Peissenberg ; and as my 

 road over the Kiihzagel Alp passed his house, we set 

 off together. 



" Well, Meier," I asked at parting, " are you sure I 

 shall find the way ?" 



"You can't miss it. To the top of the mountain 

 goes a road; a little way up is a bridge; do not 

 cross it, but keep straight on. Higher up you will 

 come to a place where there are three roads take the 

 middle one, it leads downwards, and then you have 

 the mountain stream beside you all the way." 



" Well, adieu ! and by the time I come back look 

 out for the chamois." 



Now it is a very easy matter for one who knows 

 a road by heart, to tell another of paths to the right 

 and to the left, and that he is not to choose this, but 

 is to take that ; and as you listen you at last get 



