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The story of Grizzly Adams is big and powerful and beautiful.

They call me Mad Jack.

And me and my burro number seven have been traipsing these slopes and valleys

for a long spell. So I know the story from the beginning. My friend Adams was

accused of a crime he didn't commit.

So he escaped into the mountains, leaving behind the only life that he

knew.

Now, that wilderness out there ain't no place for a greenhorn, and his chances

of surviving were mighty slim. There was no time at all, for he was beaten down,

ragged, and nearly starved.

Long about then, he come upon a grizzly bear cub, all alone and helpless.

Now, Adams knew that little critter couldn't survive without his help, so he

started right down that cliff, risking his own life.

To save it.

Now that cub took to Adams right off.

And that was when he discovered he had a special kind of way with animals.

They just come right up to him like he was a natural part of the wilderness.

But that bear cub, he was extra special.

As he growed, he became the best friend Adams ever had. And together, they

became a legend.

Now, for men like me and my friend James Adams, the wilderness is like a living

storybook. With each different time of the year having its own special talent.

Summer, winter, and spring. And the fall's even a mite more special.

Because when those trees start to color up all red and gold, there's a kind of a

magic in the air.

So strong you could feel, you could just reach right out and catch a hold of it.

If, and you could just figure out how.

See these little ones, Ben?

These are the ones that give the nice spices to those whole cakes you like so

much.

These are the ones that look almost the same. Those are the ones we use for the

herb tea.

I know they don't taste so good, but they're good for us.

You're feeling pretty frisky this morning, aren't you, Ben?

Yeah, me too.

Happens every fall.

How about a little race up to the next hill?

All right, you go first.

Yes, sir. There's something about a snappy fall day that sets critters and

alike to frisking and your ears to twitching.

Just something that's plum magical.

Here we are now.

Another bit of good planted for them that's coming after.

Yes, indeed.

Well, would you look at that, number seven. Come here.

I've gone and found myself a real, genuine leprechaun.

A little old leprechaun.

Lucky.

Lucky boy.

Lucky boy -o.

Have any of you seen where his lordship has gone to?

Lucky.

Lucky, where are you now?

Here, come on, boy. Come on, me lucky boy.

Come on, here we are.

That's me good old boy.

Here we go now. Up you go.

There we are now.

You know, your lordship is supposed to stay at his post and guard our treasure.

Treasure? Did you hear that?

All right, all right. Right you are, Lady Agnes. Right you are, right you

Time to be moving on.

All right, Kiss and Kate.

Lead out.

That's the way now.

I'm flipping up flat jacks.

You know something?

That there was a genuine leprechaun.

Like I said, I heard about him all my life, but I never did think I'd catch me

with him.

Now, what do you mean, no?

That's the trouble with you seven. You don't believe in nothing.

Now, I hear tell them leprechauns is tricky.

So while we're tracking him, I'm going to figure out us a way to catch him.

Oh, wait.

Adam's going to be surprised about that.

You beat me this time, Ben.

Next time, I'm not going to give you such a head start.

What is it, Ben?

What do you see?

Look at that, Ben.

Folks looking to settle in a new land.

It's quite a sight, isn't it?

Brave folks they are.

All different.

Just like their wagons.

But all the same kind of pioneers.

Howdy, Nikoma.

Ben and I are just looking at all these folks down here.

Looking to find themselves a new home.

The chief's bro ran off again?

That's got to be the third or the fourth time.

Well, Ben and I had considered it a real honor to help you find that little

rascal.

Uh -oh.

Come on, Ben.

Now, the chief's pet Burl, Little Long Ears, was purely fiddle -footed when it

come to wandering off.

Of course, he didn't mean no harm by it, but it just seemed like every now and

again he just had to take himself over the hill to see what was on the other

side.

I don't know what Little Long Ears was getting itself into, because I had a

problem of my own.

Namely, it was catching a certain leprechaun, which has to be done by the

of the game, you know.

Oh, now, number seven.

This ain't trapping.

This here is catching.

You see, them's the rules of the game.

Yes, sir.

If you can catch that little feller by the heel...

then they got to tell you where the pot of gold is hid.

You see, them lippercorns, they got no use for gold.

But they know us big folks has, you see. And that's why they make such a game

out of hiding it. They like to see us make plumb blue -nosed fools out of

ourselves, trying to find it.

Well, not me.

I'm sorry.

And as tricky as they are.

If you catch him fair and square, right by the heel, according to the rules of

the game, they'll tell you where the pot of gold is hidden. Yes, sir.

Here he come.

Here we go.

Catch you right by the heel, square and square, according to the rules of the

game. Will you let go of me, Leggan?

Stop this lunacy. What kind of a savage are you, anyway? I ain't no savage.

I'm a mountain man. Name's Mad Jack.

Oh, tis well named you are. And you're a leprechaun.

Go on with you.

Don't you know that leprechauns is really big men about so high?

Why, a leprechaun could put a saddle on Lady Agnes, Ben, and ride her in the

sheeplechase. Tell him so, Lady Agnes. Tell him so.

You ain't foxing me.

Now, I ain't doing no business with no saddle goose.

Now, take it easy now, easy now, easy now.

This fellow's clock is all paddywhackle.

Mind you keep an eye on him.

Do you also hear wee little voices?

You're a tricky little fellow, ain't you?

But I'm smarter than you are.

Now, I'll catch you right by the heel.

according to the rules of the game.

Therefore, I got one wish coming.

What you got in that cart there? No, no, no. Hold on there. Hold on there.

If I was a leprechaun, which I'm denying, but which I'm not ruling out

altogether, you'd only have one wish coming to you. How is it you wish to

what's in the cart?

Oh, that weren't no wish.

That were a question.

Oh, is that so?

You're foxy, foxy, foxy, but I'm too smart for you. Now, the wishes.

I want to know where the pot of gold is hid.

Oh, you do, do you?

Ah, ah.

Well, come along with you then, and don't get lost.

I think the wrong one is carrying the pack.

Now, I figured this just had to be about the luckiest day of my life.

And while I was a -herding that leprechaun back to the pot of gold,

the coma weren't having no luck at all finding the chief's burrow.

Here we are.

That's it right there.

That's it.

Now, if you'll just loan me your shovel, I'll get to digging.

I'm that sorry, old son.

But we're not allowed to lend tools.

Rules are the game, you know.

Rules are the game.

Well, if I go get a shovel, how do I know what street it is when I come back?

They all look alike.

Oh, I have the answer to that right here in my pocket.

Right here. Just tie a beautiful bow around it, and you'll know it when you

back. Go on, go on, take it, me buck. I've lashes of them in me cart.

Now, just a minute, leprechaun.

How do I know you won't take this ribbon off after I'm gone?

Oh, perish the thought. I wouldn't touch it. Why, I'd better run out of the

leprechaun's guild if I was to do such a thing.

Oh, no, no, no. I wouldn't even harbor the thought.

Well, all right.

You can take that off.

There we are. Thank you.

Now, just tie my ribbon

bow around this here tree.

Then I'll go get my shovel.

There. Ain't that pretty?

Now, let's get going.

Hmm.

Howdy, Ben.

Is Adams around anywhere?

I'm up here, Jack, with Nakoma.

We're looking for long ears. You haven't seen him, have you?

No, and I ain't got no time for any howdy -dos. Or I haven't seen the

burrow. But I'll tell you what I did find. I found myself a real, live,

leprechaun. And I catched him by the heels, like the rule says, and he showed

where the pot of gold is.

Jack, just wait a minute.

There's no leprechauns out here. That's all fairytale stuff.

No, this is for real, I tell you. He just come right down the trail with a

-armed goat pulling the cart with a big, tall, shaggy dog and a saddle goose.

A tree branch didn't fall on

my head.

Now, if you don't believe me, I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll take you and show

you where the pot of gold's hit.

You can come too, Ben.

Come on, Ben.

Some trouble with you, Adams. There's still a lot of greenhorn in you.

And Tacoma, you're just like number seven here. You don't believe anything

don't see with your own two eyes.

Well, what do you see how I outfox this leprechaun?

Ain't much further. Just come along.

Good luck to the Irish.

Right there under that tree with the yellow ribbon bow on it is my...

My heart

of gold.

There was a leprechaun.

Who else would have played such a mean trick on me?

Number seven, we're just going to go find that little feller, and this time

we're going to catch him, and we're going to get that pot of gold.

You just watch it.

Oh, Peter.

Talk to you.

Hello, Jack. Saw something.

That's for sure.

But it wasn't no leprechaun. That's for double sure.

Well,

Ben and I will go with you.

I don't think Jack would appreciate any help right now.

Ben and I will just head back to the cabin and start that herb tea.

Well,

it just seemed to me like that leprechaun went and vanished himself

thin air.

Because all the places I looked in...

He won.

And the coma weren't having any better luck of finding the little long ears

either.

But we weren't the only ones with finding problems.

You must have left before sunup.

I've searched the whole of yon mountain and found me to hide no hair of him.

Oh, he's a hard -headed, stubborn man he is.

Sure, and you're no less than your father.

If you didn't try to make him sell off his animals, none of this would have

happened. There's such a nuisance, always underfoot, in him going off to

corn. What he means, well, you know that.

Do the children know he's gone yet?

Well, sure, they wouldn't be sleeping there if they did.

Here, have some porridge.

I've not the time.

I've got to find him, and quick.

The poor old fella's out there.

Without a friend in the world.

Sitting alone somewheres in the wild.

Petrified with fear.

And a good, good morning to you, Lady Agnes.

Ah,

tis a glorious spot.

And lucky boy.

Have you ever seen such darling little squirrels?

And this grand wee cottage in the woods white is like something out of the old

fairy tales.

And it is here that we'll all live happily ever after.

Oh, is it a dancing tune you're wanting?

Well, then, I give you a bit of fill the floater's bowl for our lovely friends

one and all.

Greatest dancers you are.

You should think me cool, you are.

The mighty giant of the West.

No, sir, it's not.

I'm just an ordinary, everyday fellow.

This is my place here.

Oh, the darling place it is. You've done wonders and miracles with it. And

them's the sentiment of...

Patrick D. Ford Doolin McGinty, traveler, musician, scholar, and

tinker to the world at large. And there's me hand on this.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. McGinty.

I'm James Adams.

What is a tinker? What is a tinker, James Adams?

Why, a tinker is a mender of pots and pans and a supreme fixer of all things.

poet, a minstrel, and grand company with all, for he's been over the rise and

the road and he's seen all there is to see.

You're good.

He's eating my garden tools, Mr. McKinney.

Don't worry about it, Jamie. She's ate lots worse in her time, she has.

What seems to be the trouble, Ben?

That would be some of kissing

Kate's work.

But you notice she only ate a small piece out of it. There's not a greedy

in her body.

That's a fine -looking dog you've got there, Jamie.

That's a grizzly bear. He's my friend.

He's still a fine -looking dog.

And we've all made friends with all your grand little squatters.

Mr. McGinney, I think you're a little mixed up.

Those aren't squirrels. Those are skunks.

And that's Joshua. He's a raccoon.

Well, as the poet would say, a squirrel may be any other name, it's just the

same, he's just the same.

Oh, there to be Lord Lucky a limerick and a grand watchdog he is, that he is.

Oh, there's Lady Agnes now, a dear soul.

And a sterling character, mostly.

But nosy, oh, terrible nosy.

Mr. McGinney, your goat's on my roof.

Ah, don't worry about her at all, Jamie. She's very agile for her age. Very

agile indeed.

Ah, no.

Isn't it grand?

Everybody's settling in, making themselves at home nice and cozy.

It's like one big happy family, eh, Jamie?

Yes, sir, Mr. McGinney.

Ben?

I think we found Jack's lost leprechaun.

Now, the chief's pet burrow took itself up into some strange new territory and

was trying to nose up some new friends, but he wasn't having much luck.

Now, he was just looking to have a little fun, but them honkers had staked

homestead and weren't in no mood for games.

So Little Long Ears figured he'd best look further.

Because them birds of a feather sure weren't looking to make the flock one

burrow bigger.

That's the way. That's good.

Ah,

we found it. A darling place.

Here in the mountains where we can stay.

And there'll be nobody telling us what to do from this on out.

Don't sneeze.

Not now. You can't sneeze.

All right.

I got you, leprechaun.

And this time...

Gotcha!

Now, now, now, now wait.

Easy, easy, easy, easy.

I don't know how you changed yourself.

But I ain't gonna let you trick me again.

Mr. McGinty.

I think it's about time you and I had ourselves a little talk.

Talk, is it?

Our grand thing is talk.

It's the music of friendship.

I'd like to help you. You know that.

But I can't help you till I know what the trouble is.

Trouble? Trouble? I don't have any trouble.

Do I?

Well, I know that you and your friends didn't get out here alone.

Now, there's gotta be somebody else.

Oh, you, you, you, you, you know about him.

I figured.

Would you like to tell me the whole story?

I'd do better than that.

You're a good man, James Adams.

And like meself, you have a wonderful way with the creatures.

So I take it to him.

All right, now look at me, boy -o.

No, no, no, no, no, no dancing, no dancing. This is serious business. Come

now.

Come on, Ben.

Long Ears, he didn't know nothing about the big wild country either.

He only knowed it were one of them fine brisk fall days that's so fine for

adventuring. And there was a whole big new world in front of him for doing it

in.

It took a heap of doing, but there ain't a better tracker in the mountains than

Nekoma. And he finally found Little Long Ears Trail.

Then along about the time that Nokoma caught up with that little rascal, he

a minute too late and about an acre too far.

Now the good part was that little long years weren't going no place, because

trail over there had caved in.

But the bad part was that that old bridge were just about to give out.

Now you have the whole story. You can see now why I had to leave them all

behind. Sure, my heart is aching and breaking, but it is all for the best.

for the best. Yeah, but Mr. McGinney, I don't think you're right.

To me, well, a family is the most important thing in life.

Ah, but who's to say what's right?

Is it so terrible wrong to plant a bit of corn along the way for them that's

coming after? The women and children who might otherwise starve along the long

journey west?

No, that is a mighty fine gesture.

And could I sell off Kissin' Kate or Lady Agnes? Oh, me old pal, Lucky. Could

you sell off your dear Ben?

Well, Ben's not mine to sell, but... Well, I know what you're trying to tell

Ah, tis a terrible, stubborn, hard -headed man me son Devon is.

There's just no telling him anything.

Reminds me of someone I know.

Oh. Ah, here we are. Now we're here.

I'll show you the treasure of me life.

And then I tell you why I kept it hidden.

Right down this way.

Oh! Oh!

Oh! Oh, what, Mr. McKinney? He's gone!

Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear. Who's gone?

Sweet William, my little pig.

Your pig?

The last of the Peldeny Prince.

They've been in my family for generations and generations.

I was raising them up for my grandchildren.

Oh, it's destroyed. I am destroyed.

Well, we'll give a look for them.

Ben, I need your help.

We got some tracking to do, Ben.

I want you to get a good scent of sweet William.

I want you to find him for me.

We're going to find him, Mr. McGinty.

I promise you.

Ben's tracking him right now.

Would you like to come along?

You go along, Mr. Adams.

I'll look about here a bit.

A while, and I'll come along later.

Well, don't you worry.

Oh, sweet William.

What'd you find?

Jack.

I might have guessed.

Looks like he's headed back to the cabin.

Adams!

Yo, Adams!

Come on, number seven!

I catched me that picky little left court again. I got him right here in the

cage. Adams!

We're in tarnation, are you?

Jack!

Howdy, Jack.

What happened here? Did you get hit by a hurricane?

Yeah, a little one. What do you got there?

That there is the leprechaun.

I caught him again, fair and square.

This is nothing but a little pig.

With a collar or a tie, this is a baby pig.

No, that's what he changed himself into.

I was there looking right at him and...

Changed himself into a pig in a cage.

No, that's the truth.

Jack.

Adams.

Mr. McGinney.

The saints be praised.

The oldest saints.

It's me own sweet William. You found him for me, James Adams. How can I ever

thank you?

Oh, Mr. McGinney, I didn't find him. It was Jack here that found him for you.

Adams, that's a little coin.

Oh.

He hates himself.

That's the wild man of the forest.

Mad Jack, the foot catcher.

Jack, Mr. McGinney, he's no leprechaun.

He's a tinker.

And did you catch him by the foot with your rope snare?

Well, I only did it the one time.

Tinker?

Mr. McGinney.

Jack's an old, old friend of mine, and I know he's got some funny ideas, but

he's one of the nicest men I know.

Well, he seems calm enough now, but I wouldn't stand too close to him if I was

you, just to be on the safe side.

Well, Lady Agnes, sweet William is back with us.

Did you see him?

Kissing Kate.

Kissing Kate, have you heard the news?

Adams.

Are you sure he ain't no leprechaun? He sure looks like a leprechaun. Jack, you

know better than that. There's no leprechauns and there's no pixies.

Mr. McGinney is just a nice little old man with a real big problem.

And we're going to help him.

He's had a fallout with his son.

That stuff on Friday isn't going to keep him from going back.

I've got to find him, Jack.

I've got to find him now.

There's a whole family at stake.

I want you to stay here with him, will you?

Keep an eye on him. Keep him here.

Come on, Ben, let's go.

Now, maybe there was somebody out there looking for McGiddy,

and maybe not.

If he were a leprechaun, he could have fooled Adams the same as he did me.

But that still wouldn't have made no difference to Adams.

He'd do just the same for man or critter or leprechaun alike.

He just couldn't abide nobody in trouble without trying to help.

Where do you think you're going? Oh, jack -o' -my -boy.

Myself and the rest of us was just now wondering if you've ever heard tell of a

fairy circle.

No. Now, you're not tricking me again. Adam says there ain't no such critters.

Well, he's probably right. But then again, who's to tell?

You see, the fairy circle is what the little people build just before they

the pot of gold right in the middle of it. Did you know that? No.

Now, we're not moving from here till Adams gets back.

The treasure is buried not far from here and we've lashes of time.

Come on, old boy, and I'll show you where they are. Come on out.

I'll pack number seven. Oh, there's no time for that. No time at all. The

seltzer is made of dew and it's melting right now. Come on along. Hurry, hurry.

Let me see now.

Ah, Jacobi, boy, we're in luck.

This is where it starts.

But we need to mark the circle some way.

Well, we ain't got nothing to mark with.

Oh, will you?

Uh -huh. Oh, the very thing. Your hat. Just hang it right up here in the bush.

That's it. Now, Lucky, you stay there and keep an eye on things. Because it

starts right around from here. Come along now.

Number seven, you keep your eye on them now.

Mickey and Pete.

How big is this magic circle anyway?

Oh, it's not much farther now. Not much farther. Well, it better not be. I'm

running out of stuff to mark with. Well, just hang your pants there and come

along like a good fellow. Now, we've no time to waste.

Adam said not to let him get out of my sight.

Hold up there, McGinty.

Come along with you, Jacko.

Here. Now, just put another mark right there.

Oh, no, you don't.

I ain't got nothing left to mark with.

Oh. Well, then you just stay right there, and I'll nip back and get

else. Don't be too long.

I know.

I... I don't like standing here in my old togethers.

Now, it seemed like Nicoma and me were both finding out that big problems do

come in small packages.

Little Long Ears had got himself in between a rock, which was that caved -in

trail behind him, and a hard place, that busted old bridge.

Now that ravine, it weren't much for wide, but it sure were plenty for deep.

About that time, Nekoma found out he weren't no better off than Little Long

Ears. He needed help.

But he couldn't go off and leave that young burro by himself.

And he found himself a -wishing that he'd took up Adam's offer of help

He was fit to gnaw me a rock, because I didn't know which was worse, getting

bamboozled by that little old fellow for the second time or letting him get off

on his own and into some kind of trouble.

He's headed up for that old dry gulch.

Holy jumping crud, that sure as the world he's going to try to cross that

rickety old bridge and he...

We've got to stop him.

We'll come back for this.

All right.

Come on, number seven.

Oh, the shades.

We're under attack.

Circle up, friends. Circle up.

Stop in the coma.

See if you can catch hold of him.

Get him.

Oh,

the foot again.

Always the foot.

You got him.

It's a bill.

Well, it's a... It's a long, long story.

If the savages don't go to eat me for supper...

Would he kindly let loose any foot?

Duck, Jim.

This is Nekoma, Adam's blood brother. Yes.

Well, the bridge is busted out and the chief's burrow's on the other side.

Is that what all this ruckus is about?

I have no fear.

McGinty's here.

I see now what you mean.

All this hurry of mine is what brought this all on.

But if we don't get over the mountains before the snows come, we'll be here

spring. And we're just about out of money.

Well, you're a good carpenter.

And a good wheelwright.

Mr. McGinty, he's a tinker.

And Selma could use you both.

Well, I don't know if I could ask anybody.

Well, this is a growing country, Mr. McGinty.

Folks here help one another.

They help one another because they want to.

Oh, no, no, no. Now, this will work. I know it will. Because Hard Rock and me,

we did this across the Snowfield Glacier one time. Oh, no, no, no. Now, McGinty,

you just... No, no, no. Just stand back.

Just stand back. Nakoma and me know what we're doing. Go ahead, Nakoma. I got

you anchored.

Yeah, this I have to see.

I don't know which one of you is the more daft.

You're going about it the wrong way, I tell you.

Hang on a moment.

I got you.

I think.

All right, me boy. Now you just stay right where you are. Don't go away.

McGinty are coming.

Solve the whole problem for you.

There it is.

Do it in good tinkle fashion.

Take the tinkle. I know what to do in a situation like this.

You buckos, this is no harder than a stroll through the park.

Rest easy, Nicoma.

McGinty will have you out of there.

It's himself.

Come on, Ben. Let's go.

Jack, don't do it. Come back.

Hang on, Nicomo. Get you out of there.

Stand back, Jack. Give me the rope.

Easy. Easy.

A couple more pulls ought to do it.

I know he'll get him out.

That's a big help, Devin. Thank you.

I know me little fella. There you are.

You take it easy and we'll get across there. Just take it nice and calm.

You just take it easy. You see now, we're going right over there.

Nicoma, I want you to take care of little Long Ears. I'm going to go get

McGinney.

Mr. McGinney, you stay right where you are.

Now you, Mr. McGinney.

Me? You can do it.

Nice and easy.

Easy?

I don't know, Jamie, but I don't think I can make it. You can make it, Dad.

You're Patrick McGinty.

You can do anything.

Please, Dad.

You're doing just fine.

Nice and easy.

Easy?

Easy, Dada.

Hold tight.

You're doing fine.

Hold on to me, Adams.

It's all right, Mr. McKenzie.

I got a hold of you.

We got you, Adam. Just hold on tight now. Pull him out.

Easy now.

There.

Still the old foot catcher, I say.

Will you forgive me, da?

I've learned a terrible thing I did. I have.

We all come back to them that love you.

Well, if you love me, you must love mine.

Mr. Adams has taught me some of the love of the animals.

Will you not teach me the rest?

You've grown up a lot.

We must be grateful to you for it, Jamie, me boy.

Indeed we do.

You know, I hate to say this after all you've done for us, but that place of

yours, you've let it go to rack, ruin, and perdition.

Now, Wouldn't you like it if we were to come by and I was to fix it up in good

order? You know what would please me, Mr. McGinty?

Would be to see you and Devon on your way back to that family that's waiting

you. Oh, he's a great man for family.

Till we meet again, my brother. Jack.

Those are mighty pretty words, Jack.

Well, the coma says them all the time.

That's just it. Pretty soon we'll be taking them pretty words for granted.

Kind of like love.

Things that families have and friends.

When you got it, you got to take mighty good care of it.

Yeah.

Like them McGinty's going over yonder.

I'll bet you they're a -fussing and a -feudifying before they get over the

ridge. I never seen two mule -headed, stubborn men in my whole life.

Yeah, I guess you're right, Jack.

But differences only bring folks closer together when there's love there to

smooth them out.

Like the McGinnys learned today.

Well, I learned me one thing.

What's that?

I ain't never.

Gonna believe anything I hear and only half of what I see from now on. Why, you

know that McGinty could have made a plumb fool out of me if I hadn't have

too smart for him.

What you looking at?

Well, I was just trying to figure out why you had your moccasins on the wrong

feet.

And your shirt on backwards.

And your knife in the wrong place.

Well, uh, I like to change once in a while. Now, anybody can get up and just

dress the same old way every day.

Leprechauns. Well, he looked like one and he acted like one.

Besides, looky here.

He gave me this for all my trouble.

Just looky that.

Well, this is real nice, Jack.

Yeah.

Yeah, wooden nickel.

That's real nice.

Well, what's wrong with that?

this place all alone we keep on hoping