Heidi - Chapter 1 - Rest: Sleepy Bedtime Stories

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Speaker 1 (00:01):
Good evening, and welcome to Rest, your sanctuary for peaceful
sleep and relaxation. Whether you're escaping daily stresses or seeking
a nightly companion, you're in the right place. My name
is Jessica, and I'll be your host this evening. Before

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we begin, why don't you turn off your screens and
turn down your volume. Now that's done, let's unwind and
help you ease into a blessed rest. Tonight, we are

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journeying into the beloved classic Heidi by Johanna Spiri. The
exert i'll read is from chapter one, and it's here
that we meet young Heidi as she begins her new
life with her grandfather in his remote mountain home. You'll

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be swept away by vivid descriptions of towering peaks, whispering pines,
and the quiet charm of the countryside, inviting you into
a world that feels both tranquil and full of wonder.

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As you settle in to listen, let the gentle pace
of the story carry you to a place of calm.
Forget about everything else, just focus on my voice and

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on the comfort of your bed. And now let's begin
our story. As Hidie climbs a quiet mountain path from

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the old and pleasantly situated village of mine Felt. A
footpath winds through green and shady meadows to the foot
of the mountains, which on this side look down from
their stern and lofty heights upon the valley below. The

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land grows gradually wilder as the path ascends, and the
climber has not gone far before he begins to inhale
the fragrance of the short grass and sturdy mountain plants,

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for the way is steep and leads directly up to
the summits above. On a clear sunny morning in June,
two figures might be seen climbing the narrow mountain path,

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one a tall, strong looking girl, the other a child,
whom she was leading by the hand, and whose little
cheeks were so aglow with heat that the crimson color

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could be seen even through the dark sunburnt skin. And
this was hardly to be wondered at, for in spite
of the hot June sun, the child was clothed, as
if to keep off the bitterest frost. She did not

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look more than five years old, if as much, but
what her natural figure was like it would have been
hard to say, for she had apparently two, if not

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three dresses, one above the other, and over these a
thick red woolen shawl wound round about her, so that
the little body presented a shapeless appearance, as with its

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small feet shod in thick nailed mountain shoes, its slowly
and laboriously plodded its way up in the heat. The
two must have left the valley a good hour's walk

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behind them when they came to the hamlet known as Deurfly,
which is situated half way up the mountain. Here the
way farers met with greetings from all sides, some calling

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to them from windows, some from open doors, others from outside.
For the elder girl was now in her old home.
She did not, however, pause in her walk to respond

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to her friend's welcoming cries and questions, but passed on
without stopping for a moment, until she reached the last
of the scattered houses of the hamlet. Here a voice

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called to her from the door. Wait a moment, dette,
if you are going up high, I will come with you.
The girl, thus addressed, stood still, and the child immediately

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let go her hand and seated herself on the ground.
Are you tired? Heidi asked her companion. No, I am hot,
answered the child. We shall soon get to the top.

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Now you must walk bravely on a little longer and
take good long steps, and in another hour we shall
be there, set deadair in an encouraging voice. They were

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now joined by a stout, good natured looking woman who
walked on ahead with her old acquaintance, the two breaking
forth at once into life conversation about everybody and everything

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in Deerfly and its surroundings, while the child wandered behind them.
And where are you off to with the child, asked
the one who had just joined the party. I suppose

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it is the child your sister left, Yes, answered Debte.
I am taking her up to uncle, where she must stay.
The child stay up there with our uncle. You must

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be out of your senses, Debta, how can you think
of such a thing. The old man, however, will soon
send you and your proposal packing off home again. He
cannot very well do that. Seeing that he is her grandfather,

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he must do something for her. I have had the
charge of the child till now, and I can tell you,
bebel I am not going to give up the chance
which has just fallen to me. Of getting a good

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place for her sake. It is for a grandfather now
to do his duty by her. That would be all
very well if he were like other people, asserted stout
Bebel warmly. But you know what he is, and what

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can he do with a child, especially with one so young.
The child cannot possibly live with him. But where are
you thinking of going yourself to Frankfurt, where an extra

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good place awaits me, answered Debta. The people I am
going to were down at the baths last summer, and
it was part of my duty to attend upon their rooms.

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They would have liked then to take me away with them,
but I could not leave. Now they are there again
and have repeated their offer, and I intend to go
with them. You may make up your mind to that.

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I am glad. I am not the child, exclaimed Bebel,
with a gesture of horrified pity. Not a creature knows
anything about the old man up there. He will have
nothing to do with anybody, and never sets his foot

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inside a church from one year's end to another. When
he does come down once in a while, everybody clears
out of the way of him and his big stick.

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The mere sight of him with his bushy, gray eyebrows,
and his immense beard is alarming enough. He looks like
any old heathen, and few would care to meet him alone. Well,

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and what of that, said Debtair in a defiant voice.
He is the grandfather all the same and must look
after the child. He is not likely to do her
any harm, and if he does, he will be answerable

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for it. Not I I should very much like to know,
continued Bebel, in an inquiry ring tone of voice. What
the old man has on his conscience? That he looks

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as he does and lives up there on the mountain
like a hermit, hardly ever allowing himself to be seen.
All kinds of things are said about him. You, Debta, however,

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must certainly have learnt a good deal concerning him from
your sister. Am I not right? You are right? I did,
But I am not going to repeat what I heard.

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If it should come to his ears, I should get
into trouble about it. Now. Bebel had for long past
been most anxious to ascertain particulars about our uncle, as

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she could not understand why he seemed to feel such
hatred towards his fellow creatures, and insisted on living all alone.
Or why people spoke about him half in whispers, as

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if afraid to say anything against him, and yet unwilling
to take his part. Moreover, Bearbel was in ignorance as
to why all the people in Deathly called him our uncle,

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for he could not possibly be uncle to everybody living there,
as however, it was the custom she did like the rest,
and called the old man uncle. Bebel had only lived

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in Deurflely since her marriage, which had taken place not
long before. Previous to that, her home had been below
in Pratigal, so that she was not well acquainted with

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all the events that had ever taken place and with
all the people who had ever lived in Durflely and
its neighborhood. Debtae, on the contrary, had been born in
Durfley and had lived there with her mother until the

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death of the latter the year before, and had then
gone over to the Barts at Ruggots and taken service
in the large hotel there as chambermaid. On the morning

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of this day, she had come all the way from
Ruggats with the child, a friend, having given them a
lift in a haycart. As far as Mayan felt, Bebel
was therefore, determined not to lose this good opportunity of

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satisfying her curiosity, she put her arm through Debtis in
a confidential sort of way and said, I know I
can find out the real truth from you and the

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meaning of all these tales that are afloat about him.
I believe you know the whole story. Now, do just
tell me what is wrong with the old man? And
if he was always shunned as he is now and

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was always such a misanthrope, how can I possibly tell
you whether he was always the same? Seeing I am
only six and twenty and he at least seventy years

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of age, so you can hardly expect me to know
much about his youth. If I was sure, however, that
what I tell you would not go the whole round
of Prattagau, I could relate all kinds of things about him.

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My mother came from dumlesh, and so did he. Nonsense, Debtair,
what do you mean? Replied Babel, somewhat offended. Gossip has
not reached such a dreadful pitch in Prattagau as all that.

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And I am also quite capable of holding my tongue
when it is necessary, very well then I will tell you,
But just wait a moment, said Debta in a warning voice,

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and she looked back to make sure that the child
was not near enough to hear all she was going
to relate. But the child was nowhere to be seen,
and must have turned aside from following her companions some

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time before, while these were too eagerly occupied with their
conversation to notice it. Debta stood still and looked around
her in all directions. The footpath wound a little here

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and there, but could nevertheless be seen along its whole length,
nearly to deaflee. No one, however, was visible upon it
at this moment. I see where she is, exclaimed Bebel.

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Look over there, and she pointed to a spot far
away from the footpath. She is climbing up the slope
yonder with the goatherd and his goats. I wonder why
he is so late today bringing them up. It happens well, however,

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for us, for he can now see after the child,
and you can the better tell me your tale. Oh
as to the looking after, remarked Deadair, the boy need

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not put himself out about that. She is not by
any means stupid, for her five years and knows how
to use her eyes. She notices all that is going on,

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as I have often had occasion to remark, and this
will stand her in good stead someday. For the old
man has nothing beyond his two goats and his hut.
Did he ever have more? Asked Babel, He I should

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think so, indeed, replied debt Air with animation. He was
owner once of one of the largest farms in Domlesh.
He was the elder of two brothers. The younger was

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a quiet, orderly man, but nothing would please the other
but to play the grand gentleman and go driving about
the country and mixing with bad company, strangers that nobody knew.

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He drank and gamboled away the whole of his property,
and when this became known to his mother and father,
they died, one shortly after the other of sorrow. The

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younger brother, who was also reduced to beggary, went off
in his anger. No one knew whither, while uncle himself,
having nothing now left to him, but his bad name,

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also disappeared. For some time his whereabouts were unknown. Then
someone found out that he had gone to Naples as
a soldier. After that nothing more was heard of him

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for twelve or fifteen years. At the end of that time,
he reappeared in domlech Wshp, bringing with him a young child,
whom he tried to place with some of his kinspeople.

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Every door, however, was shut in his face, for no
one wished to have any more to do with him.
Imbitted by this treatment, he vowed never to set foot
in Domlesh again, and he then came to Deaflee, where

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he continued to live with his little boy. His wife
was probably a native of the Greasans, whom he had
met down there, and who died soon after their marriage.

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He could not have been entirely with money, for he
apprenticed his son to bias to a carpenter. He was
a steady lad and kindly received by everyone in Deafly.

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The old man was, however, still looked upon with suspicion,
and it was even rumored that he had been forced
to make his escape from Naples, or it might have
gone badly with him, for that he had killed a man,

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not in fair fight, you understand, but in some brawl.
We however, did not refuse to acknowledge our relationship with him.
My great mother on my mother's side, having been sister

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to his grandmother, so we called him uncle, and as
through my father, we are also related to nearly every
family in Durfley. He became known all over the place

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as uncle, and since he went to live on the mountainside,
he has gone everywhere by the name of elm Uncle.
And what happened to Tobias, asked Bebel, who was listening

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with deep interest. Wait a moment, I am coming to that,
but I cannot tell you every thing at once, replied Debtor.
Tobias was taught his trade in mills, and when he

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had served his apprenticeship, he came back to Durfley and
married my sister Adelaide. They had always been fond of
one another, and they got on very well together after

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they were married, but their happiness did not last long.
Her husband met with his death only two years after
their marriage, a beam falling upon him as he was
working and killing him on the spot. They carried him home,

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and when Adelaide saw the poor, disfigured body of her husband,
she was so overcome with horror and grief that she
fell into a fever, from which she never recovered. She

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had always been rather delicate and subject to curious attacks
during which no one knew whether she was awake or sleeping.
And so two months after Tobias had been carried to

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the grave, his wife followed him. Their sad fate was
the talk of everybody far and near, and both in
private and public. The general opinion was expressed that it

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was a punishment which uncle had deserved for the godless
life he had led. Some went so far even as
to tell him so to his face. Our minister endeavored

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to awaken his conscience and exhorted him to repentance. But
the old man grew only more wrathful and obdurate, and
would not speak to a soul, and everyone did their

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best to keep out of his way. All at once
we heard that he had gone to live up the elm,
and did not intend ever to come down again. And
since then he has led his solitary life on the

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mountain side, at enmity with God and man. Mother and
I took Adelaide's little one, then only a year old,
into our care. When Mother died last year, and I

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went down to the baths to earn some money, I
paid old Ursul, who lives in the village just above,
to keep and look after the child. I stayed on
at the baths through the winter, for as I could

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sow and knit, I had no difficulty in finding plenty
of work. And early in the spring the same family
I had waited on before returned from Frankfurt and again

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asked me to go back with them. And so we
leave the day after tomorrow. And I can assure you
it is an excellent place for me. And you are
going to give the child over to the man up there.

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It surprises me beyond words that you can think of
doing such a thing, Debta, said Bebel, in a voice
full of reproach. What do you mean, retorted Debta, I

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have done my duty by the child, and what would
you have me do with it now? I cannot certainly
take a child of five years old with me to Frankfurt.
But where are you going to yourself? Bebel? We are

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now halfway up the Alm. We have just reached the
place I wanted, answered Bebel. I had something to say
to the goatherd's wife, who does some spinning for me
in the winter. So goodbye, Debta, and good luck to you.

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Debta shook hands with her friend and remained standing while
Bebel went towards a small dark brown hut, which stood
a few steps away from the path in a hollow
that afforded it some protection from the mountain wind. The

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hut was situated half way up the elm reckoning from Deurflee,
and it was well that it was provided with some shelter,
for it was so broken down and dilapidated that even

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then it must have been very unsafe as a habitation,
for when the stormy south wind came sweeping over the mountain,
everything inside it door and windows shook and rattled, and

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all the rotten beams creaked and trembled. On such days
as this, had the goatherd's dwelling been standing above on
the exposed mountainside, it could not have escaped being blown

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straight down into the valley without a moment's warning. Here
lived Peter, the eleven year old boy, who every morning
went down to Durfley to fetch his goats and drive

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them up onto the mountain, where they were free to
browse till evening on the delicious mountain plants. Then Peter,
with his light footed animals, would go running and leaping

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down the mountain again till he reached Deurfly, and there
he would give a shrill whistle through his fingers, where
upon all the owners of the goats would come out
to fetch home the animals that belonged to them. It

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was generally the small boys and girls who ran in
answer to Peter's whistle, for they were none of them
afraid of the gentle goats. And this was the only
hour of the day through all the summer months that

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Peter had had any opportunity of seeing his young friends,
since the rest of his time was spent alone with
the goats. He had a mother and a blind grandmother
at home. It is true, but he was always obliged

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to start off very early in the morning and only
got home late in the evening from Durfley, for he
always stayed as long as he could, talking and playing
with the other children, and so he had just time

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enough at home, and that was all to swallow down
his bread and milk in the morning, and again in
the evening to get through a similar meal, lie down
in bed, and go to sleep. His father, who had

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been known also as the goatherd, having earned his living
as such when younger, had been accidentally killed while cutting
wood some years before. His mother, whose real name was

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Brigita was always called the goatherd's wife for the sake
of old association, while the blind grandmother was just grandmother
to all the old and young in the neighborhood. Had

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been standing for a good ten minutes, looking about her
in every direction for some sign of the children and
the goats. Not a glimpse of them, however, was to
be seen, so she climbed to a higher spot, whence

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she could get a fuller view of the mountain as
it sloped beneath her to the valley. While with ever
increasing anxiety on her face and in her movements, she
continued to scan the surrounding slopes. Meanwhile, the children were

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climbing up by a far and roundabout way. For Peter
knew many spots where all kinds of good food in
the shape of shrubs and plants grew for his goats,
and he was in the habit of leading his flock

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aside from the beaten path. The child, exhausted with the
heat and weight of her thick armor of clothes, panted
and struggled after him. At first with some difficulty. She

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said nothing, but her little eyes kept watching first Peter
as he sprang nimbly hither and thither on his bare feet,
clad only in his short light breeches, and then the

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slim legged goats that went leaping over rocks and shrubs
and up the steep ascents with even greater ease. All
at once, she sat herself down on the ground, and

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as fast as her little fingers could move, began pulling
off her shoes and stockings. This done, she rose, unwound
the hot red shawl and threw it away, and then

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proceeded to undo her frock. It was off in a second,
but there was still another to unfasten, for Debta had
put the Sunday frock on over the everyday one to

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save the trouble of carrying it. Quick as lightning, the
everyday frock followed the other, and now the child stood up,
clad only in her light short sleeved undergarment, stretching out

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her little bare arms with glee. She put all her
clothes together in a tidy little heap, and then went
jumping and climbing up after Peter and the goats as

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nimbly as any one of the party. Peter had taken
no heed of what the child was about when she
stayed behind, but when she ran up to him in
her new attire. His face broke into a grin which

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grew broader still as he looked back and saw the
small heap of clothes lying on the ground. Until his
mouth stretched almost from ear to ear. He said nothing. However,

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the child, able now to move at her ease, began
to enter into conversation with Peter, who had many questions
to answer for his companion wanted to know how many
goats he had, where he was going to with them,

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and what he had to do when he arrived there.
At last, after some time, they and the goats approached
the hut and came within view of cousin. Debta hardly

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had the latter court sight of the little company climbing
up towards her when she shrieked out, Heidi, what have
you been doing? What a sight you have made of yourself?

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And where are your two frocks and the red wrapper
and the new shoes I bought and the new stockings
I knitted for you? Everything gone? Not a thing left.

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What can you have been thinking of? Heidi? Where are
all your clothes? The child quietly pointed to a spot
below on the mountainside and answered, down there Debta followed

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the direction of her finger. She could just distinguish something
lying on the ground with a spot of red on
the top of it, which she had no doubt was
the woolen wrapper. You good for nothing, little thing, exclaimed

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a deadair angrily. What could have put it into your
head to do like that? What made you undress yourself?
What do you mean by it? I don't want any clothes,
said the child, not showing any sign of repentance for

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her past deed. You wretched, thoughtless child, have you no
sense in you at all? Continued Debtair, scolding and lamenting.
Who is going all that way down to fetch them?

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It's a good half hour's walk, Peter. You go off
and fetch them for me as quickly as you can,
and don't stand there gaping at me as if you
were rooted to the ground. I am already past my time,

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answered Peter, slowly, without moving from the spot where he
had been standing with his hands in his pockets, listening
to Debtor's outburst of dismay and anger. Well, you won't

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get far if you only keep on standing there with
your eyes staring out of your head, was Debta's cross reply.
But see, you shall have something nice, and she held
out a bright new piece of money to him that

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sparkled in the sun. Peter was immediately up and off
down the steep mountainside, taking the shortest cut, and in
an incredibly short space of time had reached the little

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heap of clothes, which he gathered up under his arm,
and was back again so quickly that even dead Air
was obliged to give him a word of praise. As
she handed him the promised money, Peter promptly thrust it

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into his pocket, and his face beamed with delight, for
it was not often that he was the happy possessor
of such riches. You can carry the things up for
me as far as uncles as you are going. The

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same way went on Debtair, who was preparing to continue
her climb up the mountainside, which rose in a steep
ascent immediately behind the goatherd's hut. Peter willingly undertook to

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do this, and followed after her on his bare feet,
with his left arm round the bundle and the right
swinging his goatherd stick, while Hidi and the goats went
skipping and jumping joyfully beside him. After a climb of

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more than three quarters of an hour, they reached the
top of the Elm Mountain. Uncle's hut stood on a
projection of the rock, exposed indeed to the winds, but

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where every ray of sun could rest upon it, and
a full view could be had of the valley. Beneath
behind the hut stood three old fir trees with long, thick,

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unlocked branches. Beyond these rose a further wall of mountain,
the lower heights still overgrown with beautiful grass and plants,
above which were stonia slopes covered only with shrub that

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led gradually up to the steep, bare rocky summits against
the hut on the side, looking towards the valley, Uncle
had put up a seat here. He was sitting his

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pipe in his mouth and his hands on his knees,
quietly looking out, when the children, the goats and cousin
Debtair suddenly clambered into view. Heidi was at the top first.

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She went straight up to the old old man, put
out her hand and said, good evening, grandfather. So so
what is the meaning of this? He asked gruffly, as

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he gave the child an abrupt shake of the hand
and gazed long and scrutinizingly at her from under his
bushy eyebrows. Heidie stared steadily back at him in return

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with unflinching gaze. For the grandfather, with his long beard
and thick gray eyebrows that grew together over his nose
and looked just like a bush, was such a remarkable

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appearance that Heidi was unable to take her eyes off him. Meanwhile,
Debtair had come up with Peter after her, and the
latter now stood still a while to watch what was

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going on. I wish you good day, uncle, said Debtair
as she walked towards him, and I have brought you
to Bias and Adelaide's child. You will hardly recognize her,

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as you have never seen her since she was a
year old. And what has the child to do with
me up here? Asked the old man curdly. You there?
He then called out to Peter, be off with your goats,

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you are none too early as it is, and take
mine with you. Peter obeyed on the instant and quickly disappeared,
for the old man had given him a look that
made him feel that he did not want to stay

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any longer. The child is here to remain with you,
debtair made answer. I have I think done my duty
by her for these four years, and now it is
time for you to do yours. That's it is it,

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said the old man as he looked at her with
a flash in his eye. And when the child begins
to fret and whine after you, as is the way
with these unreasonable little beings, what am I to do

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with her? Then that's your affair, retorted Debta. I know
I had to put up with her without complaint when
she was left on my hands as an infant, and
with enough to do as it was for my mother

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and self. Now I have to go and look after
my own earnings. And you are the next of kin
to the child. If you cannot arrange to keep her,
do with her as you like, you will be answerable

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for the result if harm happens to her, though you
have hardly need, I should think to add to the
burden allready on your conscience. Now, Debta was not quite
easy in her own conscience about what she was doing,

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and consequently was feeling hot and irritable, and said more
than she had intended. As she uttered her last words,
Uncle rose from his seat, He looked at her in

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a way that made her draw back a step or two. Then,
flinging out his arm, he said to her in a
commanding voice, be off with you this instant, and get

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back as quickly as you can to the place whence
you came, and do not let me see your face again.
In a hurry, Debtair did not wait to be told twice.

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Goodbye to you then, and to you too, Heidi, she called,
as she turned quickly away and started to descend the
mountain at a running pace, which she did not slacken

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till she found herself safely again at Durfley. For some
inward agitation drove her forwards, as if a steam engine
was at work inside her. Again, questions came raining down

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upon her from all sides. For everyone knew Debtair as
well as all particulars of the birth and former history
of the child, and all wondered what she had done
with it. From every door and window came voices calling,

(57:54):
where is the child? Where have you left the child? Debta?
And more and more reluctantly, Debta made answer up there
with olm uncle, with our uncle. Have I not told

(58:16):
you so already? Then? The women began to hurl reproaches
at her. First one cried out, how could you do
such a thing? Then another to think of leaving a

(58:39):
helpless little thing up there, while again and again came
the words the poor might, the poor might, pursuing her
as she went along, Unable at last to bear it

(59:04):
any longer, Debtair ran forward as fast as she could
until she was beyond reach of their voices. She was
far from happy at the thought of what she had
done for the child had been left in her care

(59:30):
by her dying mother. She quieted herself, however, with the
idea that she would be better able to do something
for the child if she was earning plenty of money.

(59:51):
And it was a relief to her to think that
she would soon be far away from all these people
who were making such a fuss about the matter. And
she rejoiced further still that she was at liberty now

(01:00:18):
to take such a good place. Have a blessed rest,
sweet dreams, good night,

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