"
This seemed right to the farmer also. The leave-taking was as short as
possible, and Sami was light-hearted when he started with his little
bundle on his back away from his cousins' house.
At the inn, sure enough, they found a driver who was going with a big
wood-wagon to Chateau d'AEux. He was ready to take the boy with him and
thought he would be able to find someone to take him farther, if the boy
knew his way down there on the French side. The farmer said Sami had been
brought up there and wanted to go back, he knew where.
Now the driver was ready. Sami's bundle was thrown into the wagon and the
boy seated on it.
"Good luck!" said the farmer, gave Sami his hand and went away.
Then the driver swung himself up on his seat and the two strong horses
started off. Although the wood-wagon was far less handsome and easy than
the coach in which Sami had come, still he sat much happier in his hard
seat than when he had left his grandmother lying so alone and had to go
away, without knowing where. Now he was going home, where he knew
everything and where everything was dear to him, every tree and every
wall by the way; and although he wouldn't see his grandmother any longer,
he would find all the places where he had been with her and where it was
more beautiful than anywhere else.
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