High on a natural wall of rock they saw the famous national monument, the Lion of Lucerne
He told them how this national monument had later been made by a great artist in memory of the soldiers who were as brave as lions, and who were not afraid to die at their post.
After leaving the lion, the boys marched down the steep, crooked streets toward the river. Mount Pilatus rose high in front of them, a soft, white cloud above his head.
They passed a number of small milk carts
"We are sure of fine weather to-day, boys," said the master. "Pilatus is wearing his hood.
'If Pilatus wears his hood,
Then the weather's always good.'"
"He is celebrating my birthday," said Joe. "Of course the weather must be good to-day."