ON MOUNT RIGI
So the boys were lulled to sleep by the soft music of the tinkling cow bells. But very early next morning they were wakened by another kind of music. It was the clear call of an alpine horn at four o'clock in the morning.
The horn seemed to say, "Wake up! Wake up and see the beautiful sunrise!"
Although Jack was still half asleep, he shouted back, "All right! We'll be up in a jiffy." And they were.
Everybody hurried out to the mountain top to watch the great sun sail slowly up the sky.
"Look!" cried Joe. "Last night the sun went down behind those mountains over there, but now it is coming up away over here. How did it ever get around here?"