Heidi

Heidi!

Put those on!

Oh, not everything.

I'm so hot.

Well, keep on your Sunday dress...

and your coat.

- Hurry up!

- Oh, all right.

Come a long way?

Yes. From Mayenfeld.

We had a ride part

of the way on a cart.

Can you tell me the way

to Adolph Kramer's?

Did you say Adolph Kramer?

I did.

A stranger hereabouts, aren't you?

Yes. Why?

You must be, or you would have...

nothing to do

with that old heathen!

Heathen or not, I'm taking his

granddaughter to live with him.

Well do you know what

kind of a man he is?

That's none of my affair.

Which path do I take?

There, by the church.

If you listen to us,

you'll never take it.

Um-

Umm.

Hey! Turk!

Everybody knows you can't

turn your back on old Turk.

Well, old Turk isn't

much of a gentleman.

What's your name?

I'm Peter, the goat general.

Who are you?

I'm Heidi, and I'm going to live

with Adolph Kramer, my grandfather.

Live with him?

Aren't you scared to?

Why should I be afraid

of my grandfather?

You'll find out. If ever

he gets good and mad at you...

he'll probably

cut your head off.

Like this!

Oh.

I don't care what you say.

She's my niece, and I can

do what I please with her.

Come along.

Come along. Hurry!

I'm Dete,

the sister of Gretchen...

who married your son Tobias.

I've brought their orphan

to live with you.

I've taken care ofher for six years...

but I've got a job

in Frankfurt now-

a rich family-

and I can't be bothered

with her anymore,

I know you hated

Tobias and Gretchen...

but you've got to take

their daughter just the same.

Get out of here.

Here she is!

Her name's Heidi!

How do you do,

Grandfather?

I'm very glad to see you.

Aren't you going to

show me our house?

Oh. It's a very fine house, isn't it?

Whew!

Where am I going to sleep?

Grandfather!

I found my bed.

I'll sleep on the hay.

But I suppose I ought

to have a sheet and coverlet.

I say, I suppose I ought

to have a sheet and coverlet.

Well...

I've always had

a sheet and coverlet...

but if there aren't any,

I could sleep under the hay.

Could I use these?

Grandfather, it's a beautiful bed.

Would you like to come and see?

Oh! Is that for me?

Thank you.

Ow.

Now I've got a table all my own.

Hello, laddie.

Is this Blind Anna's cottage?

- Yes. She's my grandmother.

- Thank you.

I do not know this Adolph Kramer,

but the village thinks...

the child should be

taken away from him.

You've just come to

Dorfli, Herr Pastor...

or you'd understand why.

They say you have known

Kramer for 50 years.

- What sort of a man is he?

- Who knows?

He was a grand young man,

except for his wild temper.

And his son grew up

just like him.

Tobias wanted to marry

a girl from Mayenfeld.

Adolph disliked her and forbade it,

but the boy married her...

just the same

and brought her home,

Adolph turned them away in a rage...

and told Tobias

never to come back...

until he'd given up the girl.

But why should the village

hate him and fear him so?

Feuds and weeds grow

quickly, Herr Pastor.

The people of the village

sided with the boy...

and the father cursed them...

and went and built himself

a hut on the mountain.

Since that day, he's never

spoken to a living soul.

Frau Anna, is the child

safe with him?

God knows.

Living alone like that

has made him a strange creature.

I like to hear the church bells,

don't you, Grandfather?

- Get to bed.

- Shall I say my prayers out here with you?

- I told you to go to bed!

- Yes, Grandfather.

I think I'll go to bed now,

Grandfather. Good night!

And God bless Grandfather,

and please make him like me.

And please make me

a good little girl. Amen.

And please make Aunt Dete stay

in Frankfurt for a long, long time.

Amen.

- Is this for me?

- Yes.

It's the most beautifulest

chair I ever saw.

- Thank you,

- Mm.

- What are you making?

- Cheese.

Could I help?

Stir.

Do please help me tie my apron.

Agh!

Thank you.

- Are these ours, Grandfather?

- Mm-hmm.

- What are their names?

- Swanly and Bearly.

You don't look much like a swan...

and you don't look

anything like a bear.

I think you're a beautiful goat.

I wonder if you give black milk?

- You can milk Bearly.

- But I don't know how to milk a goat.

Well, then, it's time

you learned. This way.

You may as well stand still.

I'm going to do it.

Oh, please, Swanly.

Don't be so st-

stubborn.

Oh!

Bearly's a very warm goat, isn't she?

Pretty hard work,

isn't it, Grandfather?

Is this the last load?

Not quite. The rabbit's fur

is thick. It'll be a hard winter.

We don't care

if it's a hard winter, do we?

There's wood to keep us warm

and cheese to eat...

and lots of hay

for Swanly and Bearly.

May I go with Peter today?

It may be the last time

before the snows.

All right. All right.

But be back early for your lessons.

I will.

Are you sure you can

get along without me?

I'll try.

- You're supposed to be asleep.

- My eyes couldn't stay shut.

Look what I found!

Well.

Do you think there's

any music left in it?

We'll see.

I'm afraid it's all tired out.

Hm.

Oh!

This looks like a wonderful story!

What's it about?

It's about magic wooden shoes.

All right, Grandfather, I'm ready.

Now...

a long, long time ago...

there was a little

Dutch girl named Netje,

Have you seen my new shoes

They are made out of wood

Such nice little shoes

Don't you think

they look good

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