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    Heidi: Adapted for Young Readers
    Heidi: Adapted for Young Readers
    Heidi: Adapted for Young Readers
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    Heidi: Adapted for Young Readers

    By Johanna Spyri and Thea Kliros

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    Johanna Spyri’s beloved tale of a delightful Swiss miss has captivated generations of readers. Set in the towering Swiss Alps, this story “for children and those who love children” tells of a cheerful, 5-year-old orphan who is sent to live with her hermit-like grandfather in a small hut high in a mountain pasture.
    Bursting with energy and an immense love of nature, Heidi proves to have remarkable, transforming powers over those people closest to her: Clara, a young lady from a wealthy German family, Peter, a goatherd, and Peter’s blind grandmother. Even Heidi’s pessimistic grandfather, the old Alm-Uncle, eventually accepts and enjoys the healing effects of Heidi’s innocence, sensitivity, and love.
    Translated into many languages, Heidi has also captured the hearts of countless motion picture and television audiences with its heartwarming story of the joys and sorrows of childhood. This abridged version of the novel retains all the enchantment of the original edition and is sure to charm young readers today as much as it did when first published over a century ago.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDover Publications
    Release dateApr 26, 2012
    ISBN9780486142944
    Heidi: Adapted for Young Readers
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    Johanna Spyri

    Johanna Spyri (1827-1901), a lifelong resident of Switzerland, began to write stories to earn money for refugees from the Franco-Prussian War. Heidi, her first novel, was also her most successful, though she wrote many other children's books. Spyri's firm belief in the natural innocence of children and their ability to grow up into decent, caring adults if left to their own devices was remarkably similar to that of her Danish contemporary, Hans Christian Andersen.

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      Going Up to the Alm-Uncle

      FROM THE charming little old town of Mayenfeld, a footpath leads through green, well-wooded stretches to the foot of the heights which look down upon the valley. Where the footpath begins to go steeply up the Alps, the heath, with its short grass and herbs, at once sends out its soft perfume to meet the wayfarer.

      One bright sunny morning in June, a tall maiden of the mountain region climbed up the narrow path, leading a little girl by the hand. The youngster’s cheeks were in such a glow that it showed even through her sun-browned skin. Small wonder though! For in spite of the heat, the little one, who was scarcely five years old, was bundled up as if she had to brave a bitter frost. She wore two dresses, if not three, and around her shoulders a large red shawl. With her feet encased in heavy boots, this hot little person toiled up the mountain.

      This pair had been climbing about an hour when they reached the little village halfway up the great mountain named the Aim. It was the maiden’s hometown, and when she reached the end of the village a pleasant-looking young woman named Barbara stepped out of a house and joined them.

      Where are you taking the child, Deta? she asked. Is she the child your sister left?

      She wore two dresses, if not three,

      and around her shoulders a large red shawl.

      Yes, Deta said. I am taking her up to the Alm-Uncle and there I want her to remain.

      You can’t really mean to take her there!

      Why not? He’s her grandfather, and it is high time he should do something for the child. I have taken care of her until this summer and now a good place has been offered to me. The child shall not hinder me from accepting it.

      It would not be so bad, if he were like other people. But you know him yourself. How could he look after a child, especially such a little one? She’ll never get along with him.—But tell me of your prospects.

      I am going to a splendid house in Frankfurt, to work for some nice people.

      I am glad I am not the child! exclaimed Barbara. Nobody knows anything about the old man’s life up there. He doesn’t speak to a living soul, and from one year’s end to the other he keeps away from church. People get out of his way when he appears once a year among us. We all fear him, with those thick gray eyebrows and that huge beard. When he wanders along the road with his twisted stick we are all afraid.

      That is not my fault, said Deta. He won’t do her any harm; and if he should, he is responsible, not I.

      Barbara had long been anxious to know something about the old uncle and why he lived apart from everybody. She could not even explain to herself why he was called the Aim-Uncle. He could not possibly be the uncle of all the people in the village, but since everybody spoke of him so, she did the same. She seized Deta’s arm and said, I wish you would tell me what has happened to the old man to turn everybody against him so? Did he always hate his fellow-creatures?

      I cannot tell whether he always did, and that for a very good reason: he being sixty years old, and I only twenty-six. But I can tell you a good deal. My mother and he both came from Domleschg. Deta looked around to see that the child was not so close to them as to overhear what might be said; but the little girl was nowhere to be seen. Deta, standing still, looked about everywhere, but no one was on the path.

      There she is! exclaimed Barbara, pointing to a spot a good distance from the path. She is climbing up with the goatherd Peter and his goats. I wonder why he is so late today. I must say, it suits us well enough; he can look after the child while you tell me everything.

      It will be very easy for Peter to watch her, remarked Deta. She is bright for her five years and keeps her eyes wide open. That will be useful with the uncle. He has nothing left in the whole wide world but his cottage and two goats!

      Did he once have more? asked Barbara.

      I should say so. He was heir to a large farm in Domleschg. But setting up to play the fine gentleman, he soon lost everything with drink and play. His parents died with grief and he himself disappeared from these parts. After many years he came back with a half-grown boy, his son. Tobias, that was his name, became a carpenter and turned out to be a quiet, steady fellow. Many strange rumors went round about the uncle and I think that was why he left. We acknowledged the relationship, my mother’s grandmother being a cousin of his. We called him uncle, and because we are related on my father’s side to nearly all the people in the hamlet they too all called him uncle. He was named ‘Aim-Uncle’ when he moved up to the Alm.

      "But what happened

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