On a hill in the peaceful Connecticut countryside stands an old foursquare house, in which for many years there lived a family of good Folks. They respected the Small Animals that shared their Hill, their children played hide-and-seek with them on warm evenings and their old lady Spaniel even raised an orphaned fox cub. Then they moved away, and hard times fell upon the Hill. The Small Animals, forced to do their "marketing" in Fat-Man-at-the-Crossroads' garden, have wondered for a long time whether they would ever get such Folks again. Now, at last, New Folks are coming, and the question in every Animal's mind is, what kind of Folks will they be?