“Don’t you know any one, Mother, you can ask?” said Toni anxiously and racked his brain to try to think of some one.  His mother too began to consider.

“I think I will go to the pastor, who has already given me advice,” said his mother, delighted to have found a way out of the difficulty.

Toni was quite happy and now was determined that early the next morning they should go down to the church and then his mother could go in to see the pastor and Toni would wait outside.

Everything was carried out on Sunday morning as they had planned.  His mother had put two of the little carved animals in her pocket to show the pastor as examples of her boy’s good ability.  The pastor received her very cordially, had her sit down beside him and enquired with interest about her affairs, for he knew Elsbeth and how bravely she had helped herself through all the hard times.

She told him now the whole story, how Toni from a very early age had worked at the carving with so much interest and now wished for nothing so much as to carry on this work, but how she knew of no way for him to learn, nor how, later, the work could be sold.  Finally she showed him the two little animals as examples of Toni’s skill.

The pastor replied to the mother that the plan would be very difficult to carry out.  Although the two little goats were not badly carved, yet in order to perform the work right and to earn his bread by it, Toni would have first to learn from a good carver, because making only little animals or boxes would not amount to anything or bring in any money, and he would only be wasting his time.

However, down in the village of Frutigen there was a very skillful, well-known wood-carver, who made wonderful large works which went far into the world, even to America.  He carved whole groups of animals on high rocks, chamois and eagles and whole mountains with the herdsman and the cows.  Elsbeth could talk with this carver.  If Toni studied with him he could help him to sell the finished work, for he had ways open for it.

Elsbeth left the pastor with gratitude and new hope in her heart.  In front of the house Toni was waiting in great suspense.  She had to tell him at once everything the pastor had said, and when she finally related about the wood-carver in Frutigen Toni suddenly stood still and said: 

“Then come, Mother, let us go to the place at once.”

However, his mother had not thought it over—­she made many objections, but Toni begged so earnestly, that she finally said: 

“We must go home first and have something to eat, for it is very far away; but we can do that quickly and then start off again right away.”

So they hurried back to the house, took a little bread and milk and started on their way again.  They had several hours to travel, but Toni was so busy with his plans and thoughts for the future, the time flew like a dream and he looked up in great surprise, when his mother said: