The Journey to the New HomeRudy was just eight years old, when his uncle, who lived
on the other side of the mountain, wished to have the boy, as he
thought he might obtain a better education with him, and learn
something more. His grandfather thought the same, so he consented
to let him go. Rudy had many to say farewell to, as well as his
grandfather. First, there was Ajola, the old dog.
"Your father was the postilion, and I was the postilion's
dog," said Ajola. "We have often travelled the same journey
together; I knew all the dogs and men on this side of the mountain.
It is not my habit to talk much; but now that we have so little
time to converse together, I will say something more than usual. I
will relate to you a story, which I have reflected upon for a long
time. I do n
