Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 The three spinners
 Hansel and Gretel
 The three little pigs
 Sweet porridge
 The sleeping beauty
 The straw, the coal, and the...
 The watersprite
 The golden bird
 Aladdin and the wonderful lamp
 Teeny tiny
 The goose girl
 The golden key
 The wolf and the seven little...
 How six comrades journeyed through...
 Jack and the beanstalk
 Jack in luck
 Little Red Riding-Hood
 Mother Hulda
 The ragamuffins
 The wandering minstrels
 The frog prince
 The white cat
 The nail
 The cobbler and the brownies
 The valiant little tailor
 Goldilocks, or the three bears
 Beauty and the beast
 Puss in boots
 Johnny and the golden goose
 The star florins
 Back Cover

Title: Mother Goose nursery tales
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Permanent Link: http://ufdc.ufl.edu/UF00016209/00001
 Material Information
Title: Mother Goose nursery tales
Uniform Title: Blue Beard
Mother Goose
Hansel and Gretel
Little Red Riding Hood
Beauty and the beast
Goldilocks and the three bears
Jack and the beanstalk
Puss in boots
Sleeping Beauty
Physical Description: 207 p., 20 leaves of plates : ill. (some col.) ; 24 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Watson, R. Marriott ( Author, Primary )
Bennett, Emily ( Author, Secondary )
Hoyer, A. M ( Author, Secondary )
Weedon, L. L. ( Lucy L ) ( Author, Secondary )
Nesbit, E. ( Edith ), 1858-1924 ( Author, Secondary )
Irwin, M ( Madelaine ) ( Illustrator )
Nister, Ernest ( Publisher )
E.P. Dutton (Firm) ( Publisher )
Publisher: Ernest Nister
E.P. Dutton & Co.
Place of Publication: London
New York
Publication Date: c1895
Subject: Fairy tales -- 1895   ( rbgenr )
Pictorial cloth bindings (Binding) -- 1895   ( rbbin )
Bldn -- 1895
Genre: Fairy tales   ( rbgenr )
Pictorial cloth bindings (Binding)   ( rbbin )
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
United States -- New York -- New York
Germany -- Bavaria
Statement of Responsibility: by R. Marriott Watson, Emily Bennett, A.M. Hoyer, L.L. Weedon, E. Nesbit, & others.
General Note: Illustrations engraved by E. Nister after M. Irwin.
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Bibliographic ID: UF00016209
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier: aleph - 002219867
oclc - 11567768
notis - ALG0056

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Page 1
    Half Title
        Page 2
        Page 3
        Page 4
    Title Page
        Page 5
        Page 6
    Table of Contents
        Page 7
        Page 8
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
    The three spinners
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
    Hansel and Gretel
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 24a
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
    The three little pigs
        Page 31
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
        Page 36
    Sweet porridge
        Page 37
        Page 38
    The sleeping beauty
        Page 39
        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 42a
        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 45
        Page 46
        Page 47
        Page 48
    The straw, the coal, and the bean
        Page 49
        Page 50
    The watersprite
        Page 51
    The golden bird
        Page 52
        Page 53
        Page 54
        Page 55
        Page 56
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 59
        Page 60
        Page 61
    Aladdin and the wonderful lamp
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
        Page 65
        Page 66
        Page 67
        Page 68
        Page 69
        Page 70
        Page 70a
        Page 71
        Page 72
        Page 73
    Teeny tiny
        Page 74
        Page 75
    The goose girl
        Page 76
        Page 77
        Page 78
        Page 79
        Page 80
        Page 81
        Page 82
        Page 83
        Page 84
    The golden key
        Page 85
    The wolf and the seven little goats
        Page 86
        Page 87
        Page 88
        Page 88a
        Page 89
    How six comrades journeyed through the world
        Page 90
        Page 91
        Page 92
        Page 93
        Page 94
        Page 95
        Page 96
        Page 97
    Jack and the beanstalk
        Page 98
        Page 99
        Page 100
        Page 101
        Page 102
        Page 103
        Page 104
    Jack in luck
        Page 105
        Page 106
        Page 107
        Page 108
        Page 109
        Page 110
        Page 111
        Page 112
    Little Red Riding-Hood
        Page 113
        Page 114
        Page 114a
        Page 115
        Page 116
        Page 117
    Mother Hulda
        Page 118
        Page 119
        Page 120
        Page 121
        Page 122
    The ragamuffins
        Page 123
        Page 124
        Page 125
        Page 126
        Page 126a
        Page 127
        Page 128
        Page 129
        Page 130
        Page 131
    The wandering minstrels
        Page 132
        Page 133
        Page 134
        Page 135
        Page 136
        Page 137
        Page 138
        Page 139
        Page 140
    The frog prince
        Page 141
        Page 142
        Page 143
        Page 144
        Page 145
        Page 146
    The white cat
        Page 147
        Page 148
        Page 149
        Page 150
        Page 150a
        Page 151
        Page 152
        Page 153
    The nail
        Page 157
    The cobbler and the brownies
        Page 154
        Page 155
        Page 156
    The valiant little tailor
        Page 158
        Page 159
        Page 160
        Page 161
        Page 162
        Page 163
        Page 164
        Page 165
        Page 166
        Page 167
    Goldilocks, or the three bears
        Page 168
        Page 169
        Page 170
        Page 170a
        Page 171
        Page 172
    Beauty and the beast
        Page 173
        Page 174
        Page 175
        Page 176
        Page 177
        Page 178
        Page 179
        Page 180
        Page 181
        Page 182
        Page 183
        Page 184
        Page 185
        Page 186
        Page 187
        Page 188
        Page 188a
        Page 189
        Page 190
    Puss in boots
        Page 191
        Page 192
        Page 193
        Page 194
        Page 195
        Page 196
        Page 197
        Page 198
    Johnny and the golden goose
        Page 199
        Page 200
        Page 201
        Page 202
        Page 203
        Page 204
        Page 205
    The star florins
        Page 206
        Page 207
        Page 208
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
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\ ( /NCE upon a time there lived a noble gentleman who had
U one dear little daughter. Poor child! her own kind
mother was dead, and her father, who loved her very
S dearly, was afraid that his little girl was sometimes
oda t v lonely. So he married a grand lady who had two
daughters of her own, and who, he thought, would be kind and
good to his little one. But no sooner did the stepmother enter
her new home than she began to show her true character. Her step-
daughter was so much prettier and sweeter than her own children, that
she was jealous of her, and gave her all the hard work of the house to
do, whilst the two proud sisters spent their time at pleasant parties and
The only pleasure the poor child had was to spend her evenings
sitting in the chimney-corner, resting her weary limbs, and for this reason


her sisters mockingly nicknamed her "Cinderella." The sisters' fine clothes
made Cinderella feel very shabby; but, in her little torn frock and ragged
shoes, she was a thousand times more lovely than they.
Now, it chanced that the King's son gave a grand ball, to which he
invited all the lords and ladies in the country, and, amongst the rest,
Cinderella's two sisters were asked. How pleased and excited they were
when the invitation arrived! For days they could talk of nothing but
the clothes they should wear and the grand folk they hoped to meet.
When at last the great day arrived, Cinderella was kept running
about from early till late, decking the sisters, and dressing their hair.
"Don't you wish you were going to the ball?" said one of them.
"Indeed I do," sighed the poor little maid. The sisters burst out
laughing. "A pretty spectacle you would be," they said rudely. "Go back
to your cinders-they are fit company for rags." Then, stepping carefully
into their carriage so that they might not crush their fine clothes, they
drove away to the ball.
Cinderella went back to her chimney-corner, and tried not to feel
envious, but the tears would gather in the pretty eyes, and trickle down
the sorrowful little face.
"What are you crying for, child?" cried a silvery voice.
Cinderella started, and raised her eyes. Who could it be? Then in
a moment she knew-it was her fairy Godmother!
"I do so want- began Cinderella; then her sobs stopped her.
"To go to the ball," finished the Godmother. Cinderella nodded.
"Well, leave off crying-be a good girl, and you shall go. Run quickly
into the garden, and bring the largest pumpkin you can find."
Cinderella could not imagine how a pumpkin could help her to go
to the ball, but her only thought was to obey her Godmother. In a few
moments she was back again, with a splendid pumpkin. Her Godmother
scooped out the inside-one touch of the wand, and the pumpkin was a
golden coach, lined with white satin.
"Now, godchild, quick-the mouse-trap from the pantry!"
"Here it is, Godmother," said Cinderella breathlessly.
One by one six fat sleek mice passed through the trap door. As
each appeared, a touch of the wand transformed it into a cream-coloured
horse, fit for a queen.


"Now, Cinderella, can you find a coachman?"
"There is a large grey rat in the rat-trap-would he do, Godmother ?"
"Run and fetch him, child, and then I can judge." So Cinderella
ran to fetch the rat, and her Godmother said he was just made for a
coachman; and I think you would have agreed with her had you seen
him a moment later, with his powdered wig and silk stockings.
Six lizards from behind the pumpkin-frame became six footmen in
splendid liveries-you would have thought they had been footmen all
their lives. Cinderella was so excited that she could scarcely speak.
"Oh! Godmother," she cried, "it is all so lovely!" Then suddenly
she thought of her shabby frock. "There is my white muslin," she said
wistfully, "if-do you think- "
But before Cinderella could realise what was happening, her God-
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mother's wand tapped her lightly on the shoulder, and in -place of the
shabby frock, there was a gleam of satin, silver, and pearls.
Ah! who can describe a robe made by the fairies ? It was' white
as snow, and as dazzling; round the hem hung a fringe of diamonds,
sparkling like dew-drops in the sunshine. The lace about the throat and
arms could only have been spun by fairy spiders. Surely it was a dream I
Cinderella put her daintily-gloved hand to her throat, and softly touched
the pearls that encircled her neck.
"Come, child," said the Godmother, "or you will be late."
As Cinderella moved, the firelight shone upon her dainty shoes.
"They are of diamonds," she said.,
"No," answered her Godmother, smiling; "they are better than that-
they are of glass, made by the fairies. And now, child, go, and enjoy
yourself to your heart's content. Only remember, if you stay at the
palace one instant after midnight, your coach and servants will vanish,
and you will be the little grey Cinderella once more!"
A few moments later, the coach dashed into the royal courtyard,
the door was flung open, and Cinderella alighted. As she walked slowly
up the richly-carpeted staircase, there was a murmur of admiration, and
the King's son hastened to meet her. "Never," said he to himself, "have
I seen anyone so lovely!" He led her into the ball-room, where the
King, who was much taken with her sweet face and pretty, modest
manners, whispered to the Queen that she must surely be a foreign princess.
The evening passed away in a dream of delight, Cinderella dancing
with no one but the handsome young Prince, and being waited on by his
own hands at supper-time. The two sisters could not recognize their
ragged little sister in the beautiful and graceful lady to whom the Prince
paid so much attention, and felt quite pleased and flattered when she
addressed a few words to them.
Presently a clock chimed the three quarters past eleven, and,
remembering her Godmother's warning, Cinderella at once took leave of
the Prince, and, jumping into her coach, was driven rapidly home. Here
she found her Godmother waiting to hear all about the ball. "It was
lovely," said Cinderella; "and oh! Godmother, there is to be another
to-morrow night, and I should so much like to go to it!"
"Then you shall," replied the kind fairy, and, kissing her godchild


tenderly, she vanished. When the sisters returned from the ball, they found
a sleepy little maiden sitting in the chimney-corner, waiting for them.
"How late you are !" cried Cinderella, yawning. "Are you not very
"Not in the least," they answered, and then they told her what a
delightful ball it had been, and how the loveliest Princess in the world
had been there, and had spoken to them, and admired their pretty dresses.
"Who was she?" asked Cinderella slyly.
"That we cannot say," answered the sisters. "She would not tell
her name, though the Prince begged her to do so on bended knee."
"Dear sister," said Cinderella, "I, too, should like to see the beau-
tiful Princess. Will you not lend me your old yellow gown, that I may
go to the ball to-morrow with you?"
"What!" cried her sister angrily; "lend one of my dresses to a little
cinder-maid? Don't talk nonsense, child!"


The next night, the sisters were more particular than ever about their
attire, but at last they were dressed, and as soon as their carriage had
driven away, the Godmother appeared. Once more she touched her god-
child with her wand, and in a moment she was arrayed in a beautiful
dress that seemed as though it had been woven of moon-beams and sun-
shine, so radiantly did it gleam and shimmer. She put her arms round
her Godmother's neck and kissed and thanked her. "Good-bye, childie;
enjoy yourself, but whatever you do, remember to leave the ball before
the clock strikes twelve," the Godmother said, and Cinderella promised.
But the hours flew by so happily and so swiftly that Cinderella
forgot her promise, until she happened to look at a clock and saw that
it was on the stroke of twelve. With a cry of alarm she fled from the
room, dropping, in her haste, one of the little glass slippers; but, with the
sound of the clock strokes in her ears, she dared not wait to pick it up.
The Prince hurried after her in alarm, but when he reached the entrance
hall, the beautiful Princess had vanished, and there was no one to be
seen but a forlorn little beggar-maid creeping away into the darkness.
Poor little Cinderella!-she hurried home through the dark streets,
weary, and overwhelmed with shame.
The fire was out when she reached her home, and there was no
Godmother waiting to receive her; but she sat down in the chimney-
corner to await her sisters' return. When they came in they could speak
of nothing but the wonderful things that had happened at the ball.
The beautiful Princess had been there again, they said, but had dis-
appeared just as the clock struck twelve, and though the Prince had
searched everywhere for her, he had been unable to find her. "He was
quite beside himself with grief," said the elder sister, "for there is no
doubt he hoped to make her his bride."
Cinderella listened in silence to all they had to say, and, slipping
her hand into her pocket, felt that the one remaining glass slipper was
safe, for it was the only thing of all her grand apparel that remained to her.
On the following morning there was a great noise of trumpets and
drums, and a procession passed through the town, at the head of which
rode the King's son. Behind him came a herald, bearing a velvet cushion,
upon which rested a little glass slipper. The herald blew a blast upon
the trumpet, and then read a proclamation saying that the King's son

LCinderella and the ?rince.



would wed any lady in the land who could fit the slipper upon her foot,
if she could produce another to match it.
Of course, the sisters tried to squeeze their feet into the slipper, but it
was of no use-they were much too large. Then Cinderella shyly begged
that she might try. How the sisters laughed with scorn-when the Prince
knelt to fit the slipper on the cinder-maid's foot; but what was their
surprise when it slipped on with the greatest ease, and the next moment
Cinderella produced the other from her pocket! Once more she stood in
the slippers, and once more the sisters saw before them the lovely Princess
who was to be the Prince's bride. For at the touch of the magic shoes,
the little grey frock disappeared for ever, and in place of it she wore the
beautiful robe the fairy Godmother had given to her.
The sisters hung their heads with sorrow and vexation; but kind
little Cinderella put her arms round their necks, kissed them, and forgave
them for all their unkindness, so that they could not help but love her.
The Prince could not bear to part from his little love again, so he
carried her back to the palace in his grand coach, and they were married
that very day. Cinderella's step-sisters were present at the feast, but in
the place of honour sat the fairy Godmother.
So the poor little cinder-maid married the Prince, and in time they
came to be King and Queen, and lived happily ever after.

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/ NCE upon a time there was a lazy maiden
i who would not spin, and, let her mother
say what she would, she could not make
4. her do it. At last, the mother, in a fit
flC. }\of impatience, gave her a blow which
,' made the girl cry out loudly.
St that very instant, the Queen
i // drove by, and, hearing the screams, she
St stopped the carriage, came into the house,
w and asked the mother why she beat her
daughter in such a way that people in
passing could hear the cries.
Then the mother felt ashamed that
r- her daughter's laziness should be known,
so she said: "Oh, your Majesty, I cannot take her away from her
spinning: she spins from morning till night, and I am so poor that I
cannot afford to buy the flax."
"There is nothing I like better than to hear the sound of spinning,"
the Queen replied, "and nothing pleases me more than the whirl of
spinning-wheels. Let me take your daughter home with me to the castle;
I have flax enough, and she may spin there to her heart's content."
The mother rejoiced greatly in her heart, and the Queen took the
maiden home with her. When they arrived in the castle, she led her up
into three rooms, which were piled from top to bottom with the finest flax.


"Now spin me this flax," said the Queen, "and when thou hast
spun it all, thou shalt have my eldest son for a husband. Although thou
art poor, yet I do not despise thee on that account, for thy untiring
industry is dowry enough."
The maiden was filled with inward terror, for she could not have
spun the flax had she sat there day and night until she was three hundred
years old! When she was left alone, she began to weep, and thus she
sat for three days without stirring a finger.
On the third day the Queen came, and when she saw that nothing
was as yet spun, she wondered over it, but the maiden excused herself
by saying that she could not begin in consequence of the great sorrow
she felt in being separated from her mother.
This satisfied the Queen, who, on leaving her, said-
"Thou must begin to work for me to-morrow."
But when the maiden was once more alone, she did not know
what to do, or how to help herself, and in her distress she went to the
window and looked out. She saw three women passing by, the first of
whom had a great broad foot, the second such a large under-lip that it
hung down to her chin, and the third an enormous thumb.
They stopped under the window, and, looking up, asked the maiden
what was the matter.
When she had told them of her trouble, they immediately offered her
their help, and said-
"Wilt thou invite us to the wedding, and not be ashamed of us, but
call us thy aunts, and let us sit at thy table? If thou wilt, we will spin
all the flai, and do it in a very short time."
"With all my heart," answered the girl, "only come in, and begin
at once."
Then she admitted the three strange women, and, making a clear
space in the first room, they sat themselves down and began spinning.
One drew the thread and trod the wheel, the other moistened the
thread, the third pressed it and beat it on the table, and every time she
did so, a pile of thread fell on the ground spun in the finest way.
The maiden concealed the three spinners from the Queen, but
showed her the heaps of spun yarn whenever she came, and received no
end of praise for it.

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When the first room was empty, the second was commenced, and
when that was finished, the third was begun, and very soon cleared.
Then the three spinners took their leave, saying to the maiden-
"Forget not what thou hast promised us; it will make thy fortune."


When the girl showed the Queen the empty rooms and the great
piles of thread, the wedding was announced. The bridegroom rejoiced that
he had won so clever and industrious a wife, and he praised her exceedingly.
"I have three aunts," said the maiden, "and as they have done me
many kindnesses, I could not forget them in my good fortune; permit me
to invite them to our wedding and allow them to sit with me at table."
So the Queen and the bridegroom consented.
When the feast commenced, the three old women entered, clothed
in the greatest splendour, and the bride said-
Welcome, my dear aunts !"
"Alas exclaimed the bridegroom, "how is it you have such ugly
relations ?" and going up to the one with a broad foot, he asked-
"Why have you such a broad foot ?"
"From threading, from threading," she answered.
Then he went to the second, and asked-
"Why have you .such an overhanging lip?"
"From moistening the thread," she replied, "from moistening the
Then he asked the third-
"Why have you such a big thumb? "
"From pressing the thread," answered she.
Then the Prince became frightened, and said-
"Then shall my lovely bride never more turn a spinning-wheel, as
long as she lives!"
Thus was the maiden freed from the hated flax-spinning.

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ANY -years ago, a woodcutter and his wife, with their
two children, Hans and Gretel, lived upon the outskirts
of a dense wood. They were very poor, so that
when a famine fell upon the land, and bread became
dear, they could no longer afford to buy sufficient
food for the whole family.
One night, as the poor man lay tossing on his
/ hard bed, he cried aloud in his grief and anguish-
"Alas! what will become of us? How can I feed my hungry little
ones when we have no food for ourselves?"
"Listen to me, good-man," answered his wife, who was stepmother
to the children. "As it is no longer possible for us to keep our children,
we will take them into the wood with us to-morrow, light a fire for
them, and give each a piece of bread and leave them. They will not easily
find their way back, and so we shall be rid of the burden of them."
But the father said: "No, no I could not find it in my heart to
leave my darlings to perish. The wild beasts would tear them limb from


"Then," answered the wife, "we must all four die of hunger." She
gave her husband no peace until he promised to do as she wished, and
at last, very unwillingly, he consented.
Now, the two children had been too hungry to go to sleep that
night, and so it happened that they overheard all that their parents were
saying. Gretel wept bitterly, but brave little Hansel did his best to
comfort her. "Don't be afraid," he said; "I will take care of you."
As soon as his father and stepmother were asleep, he slipped on
his smock, and, opening the door softly, went out into the garden. The
moon was shining brightly, and by its light he could see the little white
pebbles that lay scattered in front of the house, shining like little pieces

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of silver. He stooped and filled his pockets as full as he could, and then
went back to Gretel, and once more bidding her be comforted, for God
would be sure to watch over them, he jumped into bed, and they both
fell fast asleep.
Early in the morning, before the sun had risen, the stepmother came
and wakened the children. "Rise, little lie-a-beds," she said, "and come
with us into the wood to gather fuel."
She gave them each a piece of bread for their dinner, and told them
to be sure not to eat it too soon, for they would get nothing more.
Gretel carried the bread in her pinafore, because Hansel had his
pockets full, and then they all set out upon their way to the wood.
As they trudged along, the father noticed that his little son kept
turning back to look at the house. "Take care, my boy," he said, "or
you will slip. What are you looking at so earnestly?"
"I am watching my kitten, father: she is sitting on the roof to bid
me good-bye."
"Silly little lad, that is not your cat," said the stepmother; "it is
only the morning sun shining on the chimney."
But Hansel had not been watching his cat at all; he had stayed
behind to drop the pebbles upon the path.
When they reached the thickest part of the forest, the father bade
the children gather wood, that he might kindle a fire for them, so that
they might rest beside it and warm themselves whilst he and his wife
were cutting the fuel. So they gathered a pile of brushwood and twigs,
and as soon as it was well alight, the parents left them, promising to
return as soon as they had finished their work.
Hansel and Gretel sat down by the fire, and when midday came
they ate their bread and sat listening to the strokes of their father's axe,
thinking all the time that he was near to them. But what they heard
was only a dry branch which the man had bound to a tree, so that the
wind swung it hither and thither, and the noise it made deceived the
children. At last the poor, tired, little eyelids closed, and, side by side,
brother and sister fell asleep.
When they awoke, the night was very dark, and Gretel was frightened,
and began to cry. Hansel put his arms around her and whispered: "Wait,
dearie, till the moon rises; we shall soon find our way home then."


As soon as the bright moon rose, Hansel took his little sister by the
hand, and all night long they followed the track of the little white
pebbles, until at daybreak they came to their father's house.
They knocked at the door, and no sooner did the stepmother open
it'thah slie began to scold them for having stayed out so long in the
woiodd; but the father -greeted them kindly, for he had grieved sorely for
his little ones.
In a short time they were as badly off as ever, and one night they
again heard their mother trying to persuade her husband to take them
out into the wood and lose them. "There is nothing left in the house
but half a loaf of bread," she said; "for our own sakes it is better to get
rid of the children; but this time we will lead them farther away, so that
they will not be able to find their way home."
But the man would not agree. "Better to divide our last morsel
with them," he said, "and then die together."
His wife would not listen to what he said, but scolded him for his
want of thought for her; and at last the poor man gave way a second
time, just as he had done at first.
But the children had overheard all that was said, and as soon as
the mother and father were asleep, Hansel stole down to the door, meaning
to go and collect pebbles as he had done before; but the door was locked
and bolted, and he could not get out. "Never mind, Gretel," he said
consolingly, "the good God will surely help us."
Early in the morning the woman wakened the children, and, giving
them a small piece of bread, bade them follow her and their father into
the wood. As -they went, Hansel crumbled his morsel of bread in his
pocket and strewed the crumbs upon the path.
"Come, Hansel," said the father, "don't loiter so, sonny. What can
you see to stare at so often?"
"My little dove, father. It is sitting on the housetop, bidding me
"Nonsense," said the woman, "it is not your dove; it is only the
rising sun shining upon the chimney."
Hansel did not answer, but he went on strewing his crumbs care-
fully until the last morsel of bread was gone.
Deeper and deeper into the wood they went, where the children




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had never been before. There a great fire was kindled, and the mother
said: "Stay here, children, whilst your father and I go to cut wood.
If you are tired you may sleep a while, and we will fetch you when it
is time to go home."
When dinner-time came, Gretel divided her piece of bread with
Hansel, because he had scattered all his share upon the road; and then
they went to sleep. The evening shadows fell, but still no one came to
fetch the poor children, and it was not until midnight that they awakened.
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when the moon rose they would easily be able to see the crumbs, and
so find their way home again.
So when the moon rose they set out upon their way; but alas!
there were no crumbs to be seen, for the little birds that lived in the
green wood were as hungry as the children, and had eaten them all up.
"We will find the way somehow," cried cheerful little Hansel; but
though they travelled all night long, and the next day too, they could
not find it. Poor little mites, how tired and hungry they were, for they
had nothing to eat but the berries that grew by the roadside!
When at length the weary little feet could go no farther, the children
lay down beneath a tree and slept.
On the third day they were still as far away as ever, and it
seemed to them that the longer they walked the deeper they got
into the wood, and they began to be afraid that they would die of cold
and hunger.
But presently, when the midday sun was shining brightly, they
noticed a little snow-white bird singing so sweetly that they could not
help but stay to listen. When the birdie's song was ended, he spread his
wings and flew away.
The children followed him until they reached a little house, on the
roof of which he perched. Then the children saw with surprise that
the strange little house was built entirely of bread, roofed with cakes,
and with windows of barley sugar.
"See, Gretel," cried Hansel joyfully, "there is food for us in plenty.
I will take a piece of the roof, and you shall have one of the windows."
He stretched out his hand to help himself, and Gretel had already
begun to nibble one of the window-panes, when suddenly they heard a
voice call from within:-
"Nibbly, nibbly, mouse!
Who's nibbling at my house?"
The children answered quickly:-
"'Tis my Lady Wind that blows,
As round about the house she goes."

And then they went on eating as though nothing had happened, for
the cake of which the roof was made just suited Hansel's taste, whilst


the barley-sugar window-panes were better than any sweetmeat Gretel
had ever tasted before.
All at once the door of the cottage flew wide open, and out came
an old, old woman, leaning upon a crutch. The children were so fright-
ened that they dropped their food and clung to each other.
The old woman nodded her head to them, and said: "Who brought
you here, my pets? Come inside, come inside; no one will hurt you."
She took their hands and led them into the house, and set before
them all kinds of delicious foods, milk, sugared pancakes, apples, and nuts.
When they had finished their meal she showed them two cosy little white
beds, and as Hansel and Gretel lay snugly tucked up in them, they
thought to themselves that surely they had now found the most delightful
place in the whole wide world.
But the old woman had only pretended to be friendly and kind, for
she was really a wicked old witch, who was always lying in wait to catch
little children; indeed, she had built the little house of bread and cakes
especially to entice them in. Whenever anyone came into her power, she
cooked and ate him, and thought what a fine feast she had had.
Witches have red eyes and cannot see
far, but they have keen scent, like animals,
and can tell at once when a human being .
is near to them. -
As soon as Hansel and Gretel came i
into her neighbourhood she .
laughed to herself and said L
mockingly: "Ha, ha! they t ss
are mine already; they '
will not easily escape me."
Early in the morning, -
before the children were i-.B_'.
awake, she stood beside
them and admired their
rosy cheeks and soft
round limbs.
"What nice tit- -
bits for me," murmured


she. Then, seizing Hansel by the hand, she led him to a little stable,
and, in spite of his cries and screams, shut him up and left him. Then
she shook Gretel until she was awake, and bade her get up at once and
carry food and drink to her brother, and it must be of the best too, for
she wished to fatten him.
"When he is nice and plump, I shall eat him," said the cruel old
witch. Gretel wept bitterly, but it was quite in vain, for she was obliged
to do the witch's bidding; and every day she cooked the choicest food for
her brother, while she herself lived upon nothing but oyster-shells.
Day by day the old woman visited the stable and called to Hansel
to put his finger through the window bars, that she might see if he were
getting fat; but the little fellow held out a bone instead, and as her eyes
were dim with age, she mistook the bone for the boy's finger, and thought
how thin and lean he was. When a whole month had passed without
Hansel becoming the least bit fatter, the old witch lost patience and
declared she would wait no longer. "Hurry, Gretel," she said to the
little girl, "fill the pot with water, for to-morrow, be he lean or fat,
Hansel shall be cooked for my dinner."
The tears chased each other down Gretel's cheeks as she carried in
the water, and she sobbed aloud in her grief. "Dear God," she cried,
"we have no one to help us but Thou. Alas! if only the wild beasts in
the wood had devoured us, at least we should have died together."
"Cease your chattering," cried the old witch angrily. "It will not
help you, so you may as well be still."
The next morning poor Gretel was forced to light the fire and hang
the great pot of water over it, and then the witch said: "First we will
bake. I have kneaded the dough, and heated the oven; you shall creep
inside it to see if it is hot enough to bake the bread."
But Gretel guessed that the old witch meant to shut the door upon
her and roast her, so she pretended that she did not know how to get in.
"Silly goose," said the witch. "The door is wide enough, to be
sure. Why, even I could get inside it." As she spoke, she popped her
head into the oven. In a moment Gretel sprang towards her, pushed
her inside, shut the iron dooryand shot the bolt. Oh! how she squealed
and shrieked, but Gretel ran off as fast as she could, and so there was
an end of the cruel old witch.


Quick as thought, Gretel
ran to her brother. We
are saved, Hansel," she cried,
opening the door of the
stable, "the wicked old witch
is dead."
Hans flew from his k .
prison as a bird from its
cage, and the two happy
little children kissed each
other and jumped for joy.
No longer afraid of the old t. ,
witch, they entered the house,
hand in hand, and then they
saw that in every corner of
the room were boxes of
pearls and diamonds, and
all kinds of precious gems.
"Ah !" said Hansel merrily, "these are better than pebbles, Gretel,"
and he stuffed his pockets with the jewels, whilst Gretel filled her
pinafore. "Now," said Hansel, "we will leave the witch's wood behind
us as fast as we can."
So off they ran, and never stopped until they came to a lake,
upon which swam a large white duck.
"How can we cross," said Hansel, "for there is no bridge any-
where ? "
"And no ship either," Gretel answered; "but we will ask the pretty
white duck to carry us over." So they cried aloud:-
"Little duck, little duck,
With wings so white,
Carry us over
The waters bright."
The duck came at once, and, taking Hansel upon her back, carried
him over to the other side, and then did the same for Gretel. They went
merrily on their way, and very soon they found themselves in a part of
the wood they knew quite well.


When they saw the roof of their father's house in the distance
they began to run, and, breathless with haste, half laughing and half
crying, they rushed into the cottage and flung themselves into their
father's arms.
Oh! how pleased he was to see them once again, for he had not
known a happy hour since he had left them alone in the wood. Gretel
shook out her pinafore, and Hansel emptied his pockets, and the floor of
the little room was quite covered with glittering precious stones.
So now their troubles were at an end, for the cruel stepmother
was dead, and Hansel and Gretel and their father lived together happily
ever after.
My story is ended, and see, there runs a little mouse, and the first
who catches him shall have a fur cap made from his skin.

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.- LITTLE Pi5.

NCE upon a time, when pigs could talk and no one had
ever heard of bacon, there lived an old piggy mother
with her three little sons.
They had a very pleasant home in the middle of
an oak forest, and were all just as happy as the day
was long, until one sad year the acorn crop failed; then, indeed, poor
Mrs. Piggy-wiggy often had hard work to make both ends meet.
One day she called her sons to her, and, with tears in her eyes,
told them that she must send them out into the wide world to seek
their fortune.
She kissed them all round, and the three little pigs set out upon



their travels, each taking a different road, and carrying a bundle slung on
a stick across his shoulder.
The first little pig had not gone far before he met a man carrying
a bundle of straw; so he said to him: "Please, man, give me that straw
to build me a house?" The man was very good-natured, so he gave
him the bundle of straw, and the little pig built a pretty little house
with it.
No sooner was it finished, and the little pig thinking of going to
bed, than a wolf came along, knocked at the door, and said: "Little pig,
little pig, let me come in."
But the little pig laughed softly, and answered: "No, no, by the
hair of my chinny-chin-chin."
Then said the wolf sternly: "I will make you let me in; for I'll
huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in!"
So he huffed and he puffed, and he blew his house in, because,
you see, it was only of straw and too light; and when he had blown the
house in, he ate up the little pig, and did not leave so much as the tip
of his tail.
The second little pig also met a man, and he was carrying a bundle
of furze; so piggy said politely: "Please, kind man, will you give me
that furze to build me a house ?"
The man agreed, and piggy set to work to build himself a
snug little house before the night came on. It was scarcely finished
when the wolf came along, and said: "Little pig, little pig, let me
come in."
No, no, by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin," answered the second
little pig.
"Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your
house in!" said the wolf. So he huffed and he
puffed, and he puffed, and he huffed, and at last he
blew the house in, and gobbled the little pig up /
in a trice. .,
Now, the third little pig met a man with a
load of bricks and mortar, and he said: "Please, man,
will you give me those bricks to build a house with ?"
So the man gave him the bricks and mortar,

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and a little trowel as well, and the little pig
...` ..built himself a nice strong little house. As
--. soon as it was finished the wolf came to call,
I just as he had done to the other little pigs,
and said: "Little pig, little pig, let me in!"
But the little pig answered: "No, no,
by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin."
/ "Then," said the wolf, "I'll huff, and
I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in."
Well, he huffed, and he puffed, and he
,:' ..,*' puffed, and he huffed, and he huffed, and
She puffed; but he could not get the house
down. At last he had no breath left to huff
and puff with, so he sat down outside the
little pig's house and thought for awhile.
tr,, Presently he called out: "Little pig, I
know where there is a nice field of turnips."
"Where ?" said the little pig.
"Behind the farmer's house, three fields away, and if you will be
ready to-morrow morning I will call for you, and we will go together
and get some breakfast."
"Very well," said the little pig; "I will be sure to be ready. What
time do you mean to start?"
"At six o'clock," replied the wolf.
Well, the wise little pig got up at five, scampered away to the field,
and brought home a fine load of turnips before the wolf came. At six
o'clock the wolf came to the little pig's house and said: "Little pig, are
you ready ?"
"Ready!" cried the little pig. "Why, I have been to the field and
come back again long ago, and now I am busy boiling a potful of turnips
for breakfast."
The wolf was very angry indeed; but he made up his mind to catch
the little pig somehow or other; so he told him that he knew where
there was a nice apple-tree.
"Where?" said the little pig.
"Round the hill in the squire's orchard," the wolf said. "So if you


will promise to play me no tricks, I will come for you to-morrow morning
at five o'clock, and we will go there together and get some rosy-
cheeked apples."
The next morning piggy got up at four o'clock and was off and
away long before the wolf came.
But the orchard was a long way off, and besides, he had the tree
to climb, which is a difficult matter for a little pig, so that before the
sack he had brought with him was quite filled he saw the wolf coming
towards him.
He was dreadfully frightened, but he thought it better to put a
good face on the matter, so when the wolf said: "Little pig, why are
you here before me? Are they nice apples?" he replied at once: "Yes,
very; I will throw down one for you to taste." So he picked an apple
and threw it so far that whilst the wolf was running to fetch it he had
time to jump down and scamper away home.
The next day the wolf came again, and told the little pig that there
was going to be a fair in the town that afternoon, and asked him if he
would go with him.
"Oh! yes," said the pig, "I will go with pleasure. What time will
you be ready to start?"
"At half-past three," said the wolf.
Of course, the little pig started long before the time, went to the
fair, and bought a fine large butter-churn, and was trotting away with it
on his back when he saw the
wolf coming.
He did not know what to
do, so he crept into the churn
to hide, and by so doing started
it rolling.
Down the hill it went,
rolling over and over, with the
little pig squeaking inside.
The wolf could not think
what the strange thing rolling
down the hill could be; so he l ,.y -
turned tail and ran away home "s/ -.* --


in a fright without ever going to the fair at all. He went to the little
pig's house to tell him how frightened he had been by a large round
thing which came rolling past him down the hill.
"Ha! ha!" laughed the little pig; "so I frightened you, eh? I had
been to the fair and bought a butter-churn; when I saw you I got inside
it and rolled down the hill."
This made the wolf so angry that he declared that he would eat
up the little pig, and that nothing should save him, for he would jump
down the chimney.
But the clever little pig hung a pot full of water over the hearth
and then made a blazing fire, and just as the wolf was coming down
the chimney he took off the cover and in fell the wolf. In a second the
little pig had popped the lid on again.
Then he boiled the wolf, and ate him for supper, and after that he
lived quietly and comfortably all his days, and was never troubled by
a wolf again.

S\ EARS ago there was a little girl who lived all alone with
her mother, and they were so poor that they had nothing
at all left in the house to eat.
S The little girl went to the forest to see if she could
Find a few sticks with which to make a fire, and on her
way she met an old woman who gave her a little pot which she said
would prevent her from ever being hungry again:--"You have only to
say: 'Cook, little pot, cook!' and at once you will have as much good,
sweet porridge as you can wish for. When you have had sufficient you
must say: 'Stop, little pot!' and it will cease to cook."
The little girl thanked the old woman, and carried the pot home


to her mother. From that time they had plenty to eat, for when they
were hungry they only had to call upon the pot to cook.
One day the little girl went out and stayed away so long that the
mother became hungry, so she cried: "Cook, little pot, cook!"
But when she had made a good meal, and wanted the pot to stop
cooking, it still went on, for she did not know the magic words to stop it.
So the pot boiled over at last, and began to fill the kitchen. When
the kitchen was full, the porridge streamed out all over the house, then
into the next house, and the next, and the next, until at last the whole
village was full of porridge. There is no knowing what would have
happened if the little girl had not come back and cried to the pot to stop.
Then it left off cooking, but for many a long day the folk who
wished to get into the village had to eat their way through a mountain
of sweet porridge.


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C UPON "T TIMvd long ago-so long, indeed, that
even the very oldest people now alive could not remember
it-there lived a King and Queen in a beautiful palace, a great
white marble palace, with wide halls and high towers, and a golden roof
that flashed in the sun.
And all round the palace, for miles and miles, there were lovely
gardens and pleasure-grounds, with terraces and green lawns, and ancient
trees where the birds would sit and sing all day and all night long, and
more flowers than you could ever think of if you were to think a whole
summer through. There were peacocks and birds of paradise on the
broad lawns, and pretty slender brown deer in the shady glades, and gold
and silver fishes in the ponds and fountains, and great red and yellow
fruits ripened in the orchards.
There was everything there that heart could wish-except just one,
and that was the one thing in all the world that this King and Queen
wanted to make them perfectly happy. For there was no little child to


run and play about the sunny gardens and pick the flowers, and pet the
birds and beasts that wandered there. And this would often make them
very sad.
But at last, after many years, they had their wish, and a little baby
daughter was born to them-a tiny child with a face like a blush rose-
bud, eyes like violets, and a little red mouth like the pimpernel flowers
that grow in the cornfields and by the wayside in summer-time.
Now, you can easily think how glad this King and Queen were, and
what great rejoicings were made over all the country.
Bonfires as big as haystacks were kept burning all night, fat oxen
were roasted whole in the market-place of every town, the church-bells
were rung and rung again until the ringers were out of breath and their
arms were aching, and every little child in the kingdom was given a
beautiful present for the baby Princess's sake.
In the palace, of course, all was bustle and hurry to make ready
for the christening-feast; the maids were busy putting flowers all about
the halls and chambers, and sprinkling the shining floors with sweet-
smelling leaves and petals.
For the most important guests invited to this christening were
seven very powerful fairies, and you know, I am sure, how particular
fairies are about what they eat and drink. Not that they are greedy;
but they are used to such delicate food that even the very best of
ours seems strange to them. So the Queen was very anxious that
they should be pleased; for they had been asked to be godmothers
to the baby Princess, and she wanted them to be in a good humour
so that they should be kind to her little one.
It was a beautiful summer afternoon, and the roses on the palace
terrace were nodding their heads sleepily in the warm breeze, when
the fairies' chariots came into sight, sailing through the blue sky like a
flight of bright-winged butterflies.
They were all good fairies, and had known the King and Queen
all their lives long, and as they had not seen them for some time there
was a great deal to talk about and much news to tell. And, dear me!
how pleased they were with the baby! They all agreed that she was
the prettiest little darling they had ever seen-almost as pretty as a
real fairy baby-and that was a compliment indeed, I can tell you.


"'73eyond the wood was an enchanted palace, where a beautiful
princess had been sleeping for a hundred years."

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And when they went in to the great banqueting-hall and sat down
to table, they were even more delighted than at first. For each one
of them there was a set of six golden dinner things-knife, spoon, fork,
cup, dish, and plate-made on purpose as a present for each, and all
different. One was set with pearls, another with diamonds, the third
with rubies, the fourth with opals, the fifth with amethysts, the sixth
with emeralds, the seventh with sapphires; and nobody could tell which
was the most beautiful.
They were just going to begin, and everybody was as happy as
happy could be, when, all of a sudden, there was a clashing of brazen
claws and a rushing of wings, and something like a black cloud seemed
to pass before the tall windows and darken all the room, so that the
guests could hardly see their plates. Then the great doors burst open
with a terrible bang, and an old fairy in a long trailing black gown,
with her face almost hidden in a black hood, jumped out of a black
chariot drawn by fierce griffins, and stalked up to the table.
The King turned pale, and the Queen nearly fainted away, for
this was the spiteful fairy Tormentilla, who lived all alone, an immense
distance away from everywhere and everyone, in a dismal black stone
castle in the middle of a desert. The poor Queen had been so happy
and so busy that she had forgotten all about her, and never sent her
an invitation.
However, they all tried to make the best of it, and another
chair was brought, and another place laid for Tormentilla; and both
the King and Queen told 'her over and over again how very, very
sorry they were not to have asked her.
It was all in vain. Nothing could please her; she would eat and
drink nothing, and she sat, scowling and looking angrily at the other
fairies' jewelled cups and dishes, until the feast was over, and it was time
to give the presents.
Then they all went into the great tapestry saloon where the tiny
Princess lay sleeping in her mother-o'-pearl cradle, and the seven fairies
began to say what they would each give her.
The first stepped forward and said: "She shall always be as good as
gold"; the second: "She shall be the cleverest Princess in the world";
the third: "She shall be the most beautiful"; the fourth: "She shall be



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the happiest"; the fifth: "She shall have the sweetest voice that was ever
heard"; the sixth: "Everyone shall love her." And then the wicked old
cross fairy strode over to the cradle with long quick steps, and said,
shaking her black crooked stick at the King and Queen: "And I say that
she shall prick her hand with a spindle and die of the wound!"
At this the Queen fell on her knees and begged and prayed Tormentilla
to call back her cruel words; but suddenly the seventh fairy, the youngest
of all, who knew Tormentilla well, and had hidden herself behind the
curtains for fear that some such thing might happen, came out and said-
"Do not cry so, dear Queen; I cannot quite undo my cousin's wicked
enchantment, but I can promise you that your daughter shall not die, but
only fall asleep for a hundred years. And, when these are past and gone,
a Prince shall come and awaken her with a kiss."
So the King and Queen dried their tears and thanked the kind
fairy Heartsease for her goodness; and all the fairies went back to their
homes, and things went on much as usual in the palace. But you can
imagine how careful the Queen was of her little girl; and the King made
a law that every spindle in the country must be destroyed, and that no
more should be made, and that anyone who had a spindle should be
heavily punished, if not executed at once.
Well, the years went by happily enough until the Princess Miranda
was almost eighteen years old, and all that the six fairies had promised
came true, for she was the best and the prettiest and the cleverest
Princess in all the world, and everybody loved her. And, indeed, by this
time Tormentilla's spiteful words were almost forgotten.
"Poor old thing," the Queen would sometimes say, "she was so
angry at having been left out that she did not know what she was saying.
Of course, she did not really mean it."
Now, the King and Queen had to go away for a few days to a great
entertainment that one of their richest nobles was giving at his country
house; and, as the Princess did not wish to go, they left her behind with
her ladies-in-waiting in the beautiful old palace. For the first two days
she amused herself very well, but on the third she missed her father and
mother so much that, to pass the time till they came back, she began
exploring all the old lumber-rooms and out-of-the-way attics in the palace,
and laughing at the dusty furniture and queer curiosities she found there.


At last she found herself at the top of a narrow winding stairway in
a tall turret that seemed even older than all the rest of the palace. And
when she lifted the latch of the door in front of her she saw a little
low chamber with curiously painted walls, and there sat a little old,
old woman in a high white cap, spinning at a wheel.
For some time she stood at the door, watching the old woman
curiously; she could not imagine what she was doing, for the Princess
had never seen a spinning-wheel in her life before, because, as I told
you, the King had ordered them all to be destroyed.
Now, it happened that the poor old woman who lived in this
tower had never heard the King's command, for she was so deaf that
if you shouted until you were hoarse she would never have been able
to understand you.
"What pretty work you are doing there, Goody? And why does
that wheel go whirr, whirr, whirr?" said the Princess. The old woman
neither answered nor looked up, for, of course, she did not hear.
So the Princess stepped into the room and laid her hand upon
the old woman's shoulder.
Goody started then, looked up, and rubbed her eyes.
"Deary, deary me cried she, in a high, cracked voice. "And
who may you be, my pretty darling?"
"I'm the Princess Miranda," screamed the maiden in her ear, but
the old woman only shook her head-she could hear nothing.
Then the Princess pointed to the spindle, and made the old
woman understand that she wanted to try if she could work it.
So Goody nodded, and laughed, and got up from her seat, and
the Princess sat down and took the spindle in her hand. But no sooner
did she touch it than she pricked the palm of her hand with the
point, and sank down in a swoon.
Immediately a deep silence fell on all around. The little bird
that only a moment before had been singing so sweetly upon the
window-sill hushed his song. The distant hum of voices from the
courtyard beneath ceased; even Goody stopped short in the directions
she was giving the Princess, and neither moved hand nor foot towards
the poor little maid, and all because she had fallen fast asleep as
she stood.


Below in the castle it was just the same. The King and Queen,
who had that moment returned from their journey and were enquiring
for their daughter, fell asleep before the lady-in-waiting could answer
them, and as to the lady herself she had begun to snore-in a ladylike
manner, of course-before you could have winked your eye.
The soldiers and men-at-arms slumbered as they stood. The page-
boy fell asleep with his mouth wide open, and a fly that had just
been going to settle on his nose fell
asleep too in mid-air.
SAlthough the sun had been
shining brightly when the Princess
): took the spindle in her hand, no
S/ sooner did she prick herself with
i the point than deep shadows
S darkened the sunny rooms and
It was just as though night
i had overtaken them, but there was
no one in or near the palace to
;Ks i, .r^ '7 heed whether it were dark or light.
This sudden darkness had been
'ill l caused by a magic wood which
'. had sprung up all around the
/-- palace and its grounds. It
Swas at least half a mile thick,
'" and was composed of thorns
and prickly plants, through
L'-'' which it seemed impossible for
anyone to penetrate. It was
so thick and high that it hid
even the topmost towers of the
( enchanted castle, and no one
outside could have dreamed
that such a castle lay behind it.
Well, and so the years
went on, and on, and on, until


a hundred years had passed, and the palace and the story of it were all
but forgotten. And it happened that a King's son from a neighboring
country came hunting that way with his men, and horses, and dogs.
And in the excitement of the chase he rode on and on until he became
separated from his servants and attendants, and found himself in a part
of the country where he had never been before. In vain he tried to
retrace his steps: he only seemed to wander farther away in the
wrong direction.
Presently he came to a woodcutter's cottage, and dismounted to
ask his way. An old, old man lived in this hut, and after he had
directed the Prince as to the best way back, the young man pointed
to a thick wood ahead, and asked what lay beyond it. Then the old
man told him that there was a legend that beyond the wood was an
enchanted palace where a beautiful Princess had lain sleeping for a hundred
years, and whom a Prince was to awaken with a kiss.
Directly the Prince Florimond heard this, nothing would serve but
he must go there and see for himself if the tale were true. So he rode
and he rode until he came to the edge of the wood, and there he got
off his horse and began to push his way through the thorny thicket.
It was hard work indeed, for the briars were so strong and so sharp
that you would never believe that anyone could get past them, and
they closed up behind him as he went.
But he was strong and brave, and after a time the way became
easier, until at last he came to the palace.
There everyone was sleeping-the sentinels and soldiers in the court-
yard, the cooks in the kitchen, and pages and lords- and ladies-in-waiting
in the corridors and chambers; and, in the great throne-room the King
and Queen on their golden and ivory thrones.
Prince Florimond passed on, wondering more and more, till he
came at length to the narrow staircase which led to the little tower
in which the Princess had fallen asleep. He mounted this, and then
came the greatest wonder of all-the beautiful sleeping lady, in her
glistening white robes. She was so beautiful that to see her almost
took away his breath; and, falling on his knees, he bent to kiss her cheek.
And as he kissed her, she opened her lovely blue eyes and said, smiling:
"Oh! Prince, have you come at last? I have had such pleasant dreams."

Then she sat up laughing and rubbing her eyes, and gave him
her hand, and they went hand in hand together down the stairs and
along the corridors, till they came to the throne-room. And there were
the King and Queen rubbing their eyes too, and they kissed their
daughter and welcomed the Prince most gladly.
And, all at the same time, the whole palace was awake. Cocks
crowed, dogs barked, the cats began to mew, the spits to turn, the
clocks to strike, the soldiers presented arms, the heralds blew their
trumpets, the head cook boxed a little scullion's ears, .the butler went on.


drinking his half-finished tankard of wine, the first lady-in-waiting
finished winding her skein of silk.
Everything, in short, went on exactly as though the spell had
lasted a hundred seconds instead of years. To be sure, Princess
Miranda's pretty white dress was just such a one as Prince Florimond's
great-grandmother might have worn. But that gave them something
to laugh at.
And now my story is done, for I need hardly tell you that the
Prince and Princess were married amid great rejoicings, and lived happily
ever after; and that the seven fairy godmothers danced at the wedding.
So all ended well, and what more could anyone wish?

1 "// LL alone, in a quiet little village, lived a poor old
woman. One day she had a dish of beans which
she wanted to cook for dinner, so she made a fire
on the hearth, and in order that it should burn up quickly she lighted
it with a handful of straw.
She hung the pot over the fire, and poured in the beans; but
one fell on to the floor without her noticing it, and rolled away beside
a piece of straw. Soon afterwards a live coal flew out of the fire and.
joined their company. Then the straw began to speak.
"Dear friends," said he, "whence come you?"
S"I was fortunate enough to spring out of the fire," answered the
coal. "Had I not exerted myself to get out when I did, I should
most certainly have been burnt to ashes."
"I have also just managed to save my skin," said the bean..
"Had the old woman succeeded in putting me into the pot, I should


have been stewed without mercy, just as my comrades are being
served now."
"My fate might have been no better," the straw told them. "The
old woman burnt sixty of my brothers at once, but fortunately I was
able to slip through her fingers."
"What shall we do now?" said the coal.
"Well," answered the bean, "my opinion is that, as we have all
been so fortunate as to escape death, we should leave this place before
any new misfortune overtakes us. Let us all three become travelling
companions and set out upon a journey to some unknown country."
This suggestion pleased both the straw and the coal, so away they all
went at once. Before long they came to a brook, and as there was no
bridge across it they did not know how to get to the other side; but the
-straw had a good idea: "I will lay myself over the water, and you can
walk across me as though I were a bridge," he said. So he stretched himself
from one bank to the other, and the coal, who was of a hasty disposition,
at once tripped gaily on to the newly-built bridge. Half way across she
hesitated, and began to feel afraid of the rushing water beneath her. She
-dared go no farther, but neither would she return; but she stood there so
long that the straw caught fire, broke in two, and fell into the stream.
Of course, the coal was bound to follow. No sooner did she touch
the water than-hiss, zish! out she went, and never glowed again.
The bean, who was a careful fellow, had stayed on the bank, to
watch how the coal got across, before trusting himself to such a slender
bridge. But when he saw what very queer figures his friends cut, he
-could not help laughing. He laughed and laughed till he could not stop,
and at length he split his side.
It would have gone badly with him then, had not a tailor happened
to pass by. He was a kind-hearted fellow, and at once took out his
needle and thread and began to repair the mischief.
The bean thanked him politely, for he knew that the tailor had
saved his life, but unfortunately he had used black thread, and from
that time till to-day every bean has a little black stitch in its side.

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t LITTLE brother and -
sister were one day playing beside a deep stream, when
they slipped and fell plump into the water. Now, in
il- the stream there lived a water-sprite, and no sooner
S did she see these two pretty little children than she
determined to make them work for her. The girl she set to fetch water
in a pail that had no bottom to it; the boy was made to cut down trees
with a blunt axe, and all the food she gave them was doughy dumplings.
At last the children could bear this cruel treatment no longer, so
one day, when the water-sprite was from home, they ran away. When
the water-sprite returned, she ran as fast as ever she could to try and over-
take them. The children saw her coming, and the little girl threw her
brush behind her. In a second it had grown into a mountain of bristles,
over which the sprite had the greatest difficulty in climbing. But she
succeeded at last, and when the children saw how very near she was to
them the boy threw his comb behind him. This grew into a mountain
of sharp spikes, but the sprite was so anxious to catch the children that
she clambered over the spikes and never seemed to feel the slightest prick.
Then the girl threw her mirror behind her, and immediately it grew
into a mountain of glass, which was so slippery that the sprite could not
climb over it, try as much as she would. So home she went to fetch an
axe; but by the time she came back and had chopped down the mountain
of glass the children had reached their home and were safe in their
mother's arms. Then there was nothing left for the water-sprite to do
but to go back to her spring and work for herself.

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L 'L. ., ''L .AS ONCE- Ai KIlNC who had a beautiful
-Q pleasure-garden behind his palace, in which grew a tree that
S bore golden apples. As fast as the apples ripened they were
/ counted, but the next day one was always missing.
This was made known to the King, who commanded.
that a watch should be kept every night under the tree. Now, the King
had three sons, and he sent the eldest into the garden when night was
coming on; but at midnight he fell fast asleep, and in the morning another
apple was missing. The following night the second son had to watch, but
he did not succeed any better, and again another apple was missing in the
morning. Now came the turn of the youngest son, who was eager to go;
but the King did not rely much upon him, and thought he would watch
even worse than his brothers; however, at last he consented.
The youth threw himself on the ground under the tree and watched
steadily, without letting sleep master him. As twelve o'clock struck,.
something rustled in the air, and he saw a bird fly by in the moonlight,
whose feathers were of shining gold. The bird alighted on the tree and
was just picking off one of the apples when the young Prince shot a bolt
at it. Away flew the bird, but the arrow had knocked off one of its
feathers, which was of the finest gold. The youth picked it up and showed
it to the King next morning, and told him all he had seen in the night.


Thereupon the King assembled his council, and each one declared that
a single feather like this one was of greater value than the whole kingdom.
"However valuable this feather may be," said the King, "one will
not be of much use to me-I must have the whole bird."
So the eldest son went forth on his travels, to look for the wonder-
ful bird, and he had no doubt that he would be able to find it.
When he had gone a short distance, he saw a fox sitting close to
the edge of the forest, so he drew his bow to shoot. But the fox cried
out: "Do not shoot me, and I will give you a piece of good advice
You are now on the road to the golden bird, and this evening you will
come to a village where two inns stand opposite to each other: one will
be brilliantly lighted, and great merriment will be going on inside; do
not, however, go in, but rather enter the other, even though it appears
but a poor place to you."
"How can such a ridiculous animal give me rational advice ?" thought
the young Prince, and shot at the fox, but missed it, so it ran away
with its tail in the air. The King's son then walked on, and in the
evening he came to a village where the two inns stood: in one there was
dancing and singing, but the other was quiet, and had a very mean
and wretched appearance.
"I should be an idiot," thought he to himself, "if I were to go to
this gloomy old inn while the other is so bright and cheerful." Therefore,
he went into the merry one, lived there in rioting and revelry, and so
forgot the golden bird, his father, and all good behaviour.
As time passed away, and the eldest son did not return home,
the second son set out on his travels to seek the golden bird. Like the
eldest brother, he met with the fox, and did not follow the good advice
it gave him. He likewise came to the two inns, and at the window of
the noisy one his brother stood entreating him to come in. This he could
not resist, so he went in, and began to live a life of pleasure only.
Again a long time passed by without any news, so the youngest
Prince wished to try his luck, but his father would not hear of it. At
last, for the sake of peace, the King was obliged to consent, for he had
no rest as long as he refused. The fox was again sitting at the edge of
the forest, and once more it begged for its own life and gave its good
advice. The youth was good-hearted, and said-


"Have no fear, little fox; I will not do thee any harm."
"Thou wilt never repent of thy good nature," replied the fox, "and
in order that thou mayest travel more quickly, get up behind on my tail."
Scarcely had the youth seated himself, when away went the fox
over hill and dale, so fast that the Prince's hair whistled in the wind.
When they came to the village, the youth dismounted, and following the
fox's advice, he turned at once into the shabby-looking inn, where he slept
peacefully through the night. The next morning, when the Prince went
into the fields, the fox was already there, and said-
"I will tell thee what further thou must do. Go straight on, and
thou wilt come to a castle before which a whole troop of soldiers will be
lying asleep. Go right through the midst of them into the castle, and
thou wilt come to a chamber where is hanging a wooden cage containing
a golden bird. Close by stands an empty golden cage, for show; but be
careful that thou dost not take the bird out of its ugly cage and put it
in the splendid one, or it will be very unlucky for thee."
With these words the fox once more stretched out its tail, and the
King's son sat upon it again, and away they went over hill and dale, with
their hair whistling in the wind.
When they arrived at the castle, the Prince found everything as the
fox had said, and he soon discovered the room in which the golden bird
was sitting in its wooden cage; by it stood a golden one; while three
golden apples were lying about the room. But the Prince thought it
would be silly to put such a lovely bird in so ugly and common a cage;
so, opening the door, he placed it in the golden cage. In an instant the
bird set up a piercing shriek, which awakened all the soldiers, who rushed
in and made him prisoner.
The next morning he was brought before a judge, who at once
condemned him to death. Still, the King said his life should be spared
on one condition, and that was, that he brought him the golden horse,
which ran faster than the wind; and if he succeeded he should also receive
the golden bird as a reward.
The young Prince set out on his journey, but he sighed and felt
very sorrowful, for where was he to find the golden horse? All at once,
he saw his old friend, the fox, sitting by the wayside.
"Ah!" exclaimed the fox, "thou seest now what has happened

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Xhe 4?lce 73ird.


through not listening to me. But be of good courage; I will look after
thee, and tell thee how thou mayest discover the horse. Thou must travel
-straight along this road until thou comest to a castle; the horse is there in
one of the stables. Thou wilt find a stable boy lying before the stall, but
he will be fast asleep and snoring, so thou wilt be able to lead out the
golden horse quite quietly. But there is one thing thou must be careful
about, and that is to put on the shabby old saddle of wood and leather,
and not the golden one which hangs beside it-otherwise everything will
go wrong with thee." Then the fox stretched out his tail, the Prince
took a seat upon it, and away they went over hill and dale, with their
hair whistling in the wind.
Everything happened as .
the fox had said. The Prince
-came to the stable where the -.
golden horse was standing, but,
as he was about to put on the
shabby old saddle, he thought .j,. ""
to himself; "It does seem a i
-shame that such a lovely animal, -
-should be disgraced with this. Oi
The fine saddle is his by right; / '
it must go on."
Scarcely had the golden
saddle rested on the horse's
back when it began to neigh
loudly. This awakened the "
stable boy, who awakened the
grooms, who rushed in and
seized the Prince and made
him a prisoner. The following i tj'K,
morning he was brought to
trial and condemned to death,
but the King promised him l. f
his life, as well as the golden '
horse, if the youth could find
the beautiful daughter of the


King of the golden castle. Once more, with a heavy heart, the Prince
set out on his journey, and by great good fortune he soon came across
the faithful fox.
"I really should have left thee to the consequences of thy folly,"
said the fox; "but as I feel great compassion for thee, I will help thee
out of thy new misfortune. The path to the castle lies straight before
thee; thou wilt reach it about the evening. At night, when everything is
quiet, the lovely Princess will go to the bath-house, to bathe there. As
soon as she enters, thou must spring forward and give her a kiss; then she
will follow thee wherever thou carest to lead her; only be careful that
she does not take leave of her parents, or everything will go wrong."
Then the fox stretched out his tail, the Prince seated himself on it,
and away they both went over hill and dale, their hair whistling in
the wind.
When the King's son came to the golden palace, everything happened
as the fox had predicted. He waited until midnight, and when everyone
was soundly asleep the beautiful Princess went into the bath-house, so
he sprang forward and kissed her. The Princess then said she would
joyfully follow him, but she besought him with tears in her eyes to allow
her to say farewell to her parents. At first he withstood her entreaties,
but as she wept still more, and fell at his feet, he at last yielded.
Scarcely was the maiden at the bedside of her father, when he
awoke, and so did everyone else in the palace; so the foolish youth was
captured and put into prison.
On the following morning the King said to him: "Thy life is for-
feited, and thou canst only find mercy if thou clearest away the mountain
that lies before my windows, and over which I cannot see, but it must
be removed within eight days. If thou dost succeed thou shalt have
my daughter as a reward."
So the Prince commenced at once to dig and to shovel away the
earth without cessation, but when after seven days he saw how little he
had been able to accomplish, and that all his labour was as nothing, he
fell into a great grief and gave up all hope.
On the evening of the seventh day, however, the fox appeared.
"Thou dost not deserve that I should take thy part or befriend thee, but
do thou go away and lie down to sleep, and I will do the work for thee."


And the next morning, when he awoke and looked out of the
window, the mountain had disappeared! Then the Prince, quite over-
joyed, hastened to the King and told him that the conditions were fulfilled,
so that the King, whether he would or not, was obliged to keep his word
and give him his daughter.
Then these two went away together, and it was not long before the
faithful fox came to them.
"Thou hast indeed gained the best of all," said he; "but to the
maiden of the golden castle belongs also the golden horse."
"How can I get it?" enquired the youth.
"I will tell thee," answered the fox; "first of all, take the lovely
Princess to the King who sent you to the golden palace. There will then
be unheard-of joy; they will gladly lead the golden horse to thee and
give it thee. Mount it instantly, and give your hand to everyone at
parting, and last of all to the Princess. Grasp her hand firmly; make her
spring into the saddle behind thee, and then gallop away; no one will be
able to overtake thee, for the golden horse runs faster than the wind."
This was all happily accomplished, and the King's son carried off
the beautiful Princess on the golden horse. The fox did not remain
behind, and spoke thus to the young Prince-
"Now I will help thee to find the golden bird. When thou comest
near the castle where the bird is to be found, let the Princess dismount,
and I will take her under my protection. Then ride on the golden horse
to the courtyard of the palace, where thy coming will cause great joy,
and they will fetch the golden bird for thee. Directly the cage is in thy
hands, gallop back to us and fetch the maiden again."
When this plot was successfully carried out, and the Prince was
about to ride home with his treasure, the fox said: "Now must thou
reward me for all my services."
"What is it that thou dost desire ?" enquired the Prince.
"When we come to yonder wood, thou must shoot me dead and
cut off my head and paws."
"That would be a fine sort of gratitude," said the King's son; "that
I cannot possibly promise thee."
"Then," replied the fox, "if thou wilt not, I must leave thee; but
before I go I will give thee again some good advice. Beware of two


things-buy no gallows'-flesh,
and see that thou dost not siL
on the brink of a well!" '
With this the fox ran off
into the forest.
"Ah!" thought the young ,' :
Prince, "that is a wonderful
animal with very whimsical
ideas! Who would buy gal-
lows'-flesh, and when have I
ever had the slightest desire
to sit on the brink of a well ?**
So he rode on with theL
beautiful maiden, and his path .
led him once more through
the village in which his two
brothers had stopped. Here
there was great tumult and
lamentation, and when he
asked what it all meant, he
was told that two men
were going to be hanged. ..
When he came nearer, he
saw that they were his two "
brothers, who had com-
mitted every kind of wicked
folly and had squandered all their money. Then the young Prince asked
if they could not be freed.
"Supposing you do pay for them," the people answered, "where is
the good of wasting your money in order to free such villains?"
Nevertheless, he did not hesitate, but paid for them, and when the
brothers were freed they all rode away together. They came to the forest
where they first encountered the fox, and as it was cool and pleasant
away from the burning sun, the two brothers said-
"Let us sit and rest a little by this well, and eat and drink


The young Prince consented, and while they were all talking together
he quite forgot the fox's warning, and suspected no evil.
But suddenly the two brothers threw him backwards into the well,
and, seizing the maiden, the horse, and the golden bird, they went home
to their father.
"We not only bring you the golden, bird," said they, "but we have
also found the golden palace."
There was great rejoicing, but the horse would not eat, neither
would the bird sing, and the maiden only sat and wept.
But the youngest brother had not perished. By good fortune the
well was dry, and he had fallen on soft moss without hurting himself,
but he could not get out again.
Even in this misfortune the faithful fox did not desert him, but came
springing down to him and scolded him for not following his advice.
"Still I cannot forsake thee," said he, "and I will help to show thee
daylight once more."
Then he told him to seize hold of his tail and hold on tightly;
and so saying, he lifted him up in the air.
"Even now thou art not out of danger," said the fox, "for thy
brothers were not certain of thy death, and have set spies to watch for
thee in the forest, who will certainly kill thee if they see thee."
There was an old man sitting by the wayside with whom the young
Prince changed clothes, and, thus disguised, he reached the court of
the King.
No one recognized him, but the golden bird began to sing, and the
golden horse commenced to eat, and the lovely maiden ceased to weep.
The King was astonished and asked: "What does this all mean?"
Then said the maiden: "I know not, but I was so sad, and now I
feel light-hearted; it is as if my true husband had returned."
Then she told him all that had happened, although the other brothers
had threatened to kill her if she betrayed them.
The King then summoned all the people in the castle before him:
and there came with them the young Prince dressed as a beggar in his
rags, but the maiden recognized him instantly and fell upon his neck.
So the wicked brothers were seized and executed, but the young
Prince married the lovely Princess and was made his father's heir.


But what became of the poor fox ?
Long afterwards the young Prince went again into the forest, and
there he met once more with the fox, who said-
"Thou hast now everything in the world thou canst desire, but to
my misfortunes there can be no end, although it is in thy power to
release me from them."
So he entreated the Prince to shoot him dead and cut off his head
and feet.
At last the Prince consented to do so, and scarcely was the deed
done than the fox was changed into a man, who was no other than
the brother of the beautiful Princess, at last released from the spell that
had bound him.
So now nothing was wanting to the happiness of the Prince and
his bride as long as they lived.



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'-" N a great city in China
there once lived a boy
named Aladdin, who was,
--unfortunately, a very idle fellow. Even when
his father died, he still refused to work, and passed all his time
playing in the streets with other bad boys of his own age.
One day, as he was amusing himself thus, a stranger, who had paused
to watch their games, called to him.
"0 youth," he said, "are you not the son of Mustapha, the tailor?"
"Yes," replied Aladdin, somewhat astonished, unaware that the man
had been enquiring about him, "yes, but my father is dead How did
you guess I was his son?"
"By your wonderful resemblance to my dearest brother," exclaimed
the stranger, who wore the dress of an African merchant, and flgiging his
arms round Aladdin's neck, he kissed him, and giving him a handful of
small coins, bade him take them to his mother. Aladdin ran home, but
when his mother heard his story she was very much astonished.
"You have no uncle," she said. "Neither your father nor I ever
had a brother. There must be some mistake."


However, the stranger came next day, and explained that he had
been absent from his birthplace for forty years, travelling in distant lands,
till a great desire to see his home had seized him.
"It is very sad to return," he continued, wiping away his tears,
"and find that Mustapha is dead. My only comfort is that he has left
this son, who so closely resembles his dear father that wherever I met
him I should have known him. And what is his occupation? Does he
follow his father's profession?"
At this question Aladdin hung his head.
"Alas, brother," answered the mother, "I am sorry to say Aladdin
is very idle. I have to toil to maintain him, and he grows so big and
eats so heartily that I cannot support him much longer!"
"Dear, dear!" said the uncle. "This should not be. But perhaps
I can help. Would you like to keep a shop, nephew, if I provided you
with one?"
Aladdin, who hated hard work, thought this would be delightful, and
rejoiced that he had met so charming an uncle.
Next day the merchant took Aladdin out and bought him new
clothes and other presents, and then suggested that they should make a
little trip into the country where Aladdin had never been. So one fine
morning they set out and walked a long way, till they almost reached
the mountains. There, in a narrow valley between high hills, the
stranger paused.
"There is something very curious here which I should like to show
you," he said. "But first I must make a fire, so gather me a heap of
dry sticks."
This done, the merchant kindled a fire, on which he threw some
incense, repeating at the same moment certain magical words. Instantly
the earth opened before them, and discovered a huge stone in which was
fastened a brass ring. Aladdin was so frightened that he would have run
away, but his uncle caught him roughly by the arm.
"Stay still," he said, "as you value your life, and be obedient! And
first take hold of that ring and lift the stone!"
"Then you must help me," gasped Aladdin, trembling with fear. "It
is much too heavy for me to move alone."
"Do as I tell you," answered his uncle sternly, and Aladdin, too


alarmed to refuse, caught hold of the ring and the stone came up quite
easily, disclosing a flight of steps descending to a door under ground.
"Now," said his uncle, "go down and open the door. Within you
will find a palace divided into three great halls, in each of which stand
four brass coffers full of gold and silver; but touch them not at your
peril, nor let even your dress so much as brush the wall, or you will die.
Pass quickly through to a garden planted with trees laden with fruit,
of which you may pluck if you like. There, on a terrace, you will see
in a niche a lighted lamp. Take it down, extinguish it, throw away
the oil, and putting it in your waistband, bring it to me. But see, take
this ring," and the stranger drew one from his finger and put it on
Aladdin's hand; "it is a talisman against all evil. Go boldly, and we shall
both be rich all our lives."
Aladdin obeyed. He found all as his uncle had described. He
passed safely through the fatal halls, found the lamp, and put it
into his waistband, but as he re-
turned across the garden he stopped
to pluck some of the fruit from the
-- trees, and found it, as he thought,
made of glass. Some of it was
S- s white, some red, and some green;
., '" but he was too ignorant to recog-
"L i / nise that really these fruits were
,f-f? precious stones of enormous value-
.j6 -i' J diamonds, pearls, rubies, sapphires,
t -. and amethysts! However, he filled
ii his pockets, wrapped some in the
skirt of his robe, and crammed his
vest as full as he could. So laden he
-" returned, and found his uncle waiting
for him at the top of the steps.
S"Have you got the lamp?"
he cried,
/ "Yes," Aladdin answered. "But,
uncle, just give me your hand to
help me up these steep steps!"


"Give me the lamp first," said the stranger. "It will be in
your way."
"I will as soon as I am up," replied Aladdin; "but I cannot get at
it without dropping the fruit I have plucked."
"But you must give it me first," cried the merchant, who did not
intend the boy to come up alive. He was only using him to obtain the
magic lamp, which must be a voluntary gift from someone, or he would
not have power over it; and Aladdin was just an idle vagabond whom no.
one would miss if he did not return. But still the boy refused to give
him the lamp, and at last, irritated past bearing, the wicked magician
threw some more incense on to the fire, muttered his charms, and lo! the
stone suddenly moved back to its place, shutting Aladdin down in darkness
in the bowels of the earth!
His horror can be imagined. In a moment he understood that this-
cruel wretch could be no uncle of his, but a wicked sorcerer who had
deceived him for his own fell purposes. He tried to return to the palace,
hoping to escape by the garden, but the door was fast shut. He screamed
and shouted, but no one heard him, and then, resigning himself to his fate,
he tried to remember some of the prayers which his father and mother
had often striven to teach him. "There is no help for me but in Allah!"
he said. Now, in joining his hands to pray, he rubbed the ring which
the magician had placed on his finger, and to his extreme astonishment
there stood before him a terrible genie, who said-
"What wouldest thou have? I am ready to obey thee, for both I
and the other slaves of the ring are bound to serve him who possesses it!"
Get me out of this !" promptly exclaimed Aladdin, and in a moment
he was standing in the valley with no sign of the cave or the stone. He
hurried off home as quickly as his legs would carry him, and there told
his mother all that had befallen him, and how the pretended uncle was
nothing but a wicked magician.
"And do give me something to eat, mother," he cried, "for I perish
with hunger !"
"Alas, child," she replied, "I have not a morsel in the house, but
I have spun a little cotton: I will go and sell that and buy a loaf."
"Why not sell this lamp?" said Aladdin, taking it out of his waist-
band. "It will fetch more than the cotton."


"'Tis but a dirty old thing," she answered; "let me rub it up a bit,
.and then you may get a better price."
So saying, she began to clean the lamp, when in an instant a
dreadful genie appeared before her, saying in a voice of thunder-
"What wouldst thou have? I am ready to obey thee-I and the
other slaves of the lamp." Whereupon the poor woman was so frightened
that she fainted dead away.
But Aladdin snatched the lamp from his mother's hand, and cried
"I am hungry-bring me food!"
The genie disappeared, and instantly returned with a large silver
tray, on which were six covered dishes of the same metal, containing
delicious viands, two flagons of wine, and two silver cups. All these he
placed on the carpet, and vanished.
Aladdin's mother soon recovered from her faint, and surveyed the
refreshments with astonishment, asking if the Sultan had sent them. But
Aladdin suggested they should have their meal first and he would tell
her afterwards, which he did to her great astonishment and horror, she
even beseeching her son to rid himself of both lamp and ring as being
enchanted and connected with evil powers. But Aladdin could not quite
make up his mind to do that.
After this, things went very well with them. When all the pro-
visions were eaten up, Aladdin took the silver dishes one by one and
sold them. And when all were gone, he summoned the genie to bring
him more; so that he and his mother grew quite rich and prosperous.
But people are seldom long content, and so it happened to Aladdin.
One day he heard a proclamation that all the inhabitants were to
shut their shops and keep indoors while the Princess Buddir al Baddoor
went to the bath. This Princess was said to be the most beautiful
creature in the world, and a great desire to see her took possession of
Aladdin. So he managed to hide behind the door of the bath, and was
lucky enough to gain a full view of her face, for she removed her veil in
passing the spot where he was concealed. Then he went home so sad
and thoughtful that his mother asked him if anything was the matter.
"Mother," he said, "I have seen the Princess, and she is so
beautiful that I am resolved to ask her in marriage from the Sultan!"






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"Marry the Princess!" gasped his mother. "Child! you must be
mad Do you think the Sultan will give his daughter to such as you?"
"That is to be seen!" replied Aladdin. "But, mother, you must
help me. Now I have a secret to tell you. Those fruits I brought
home from the enchanted garden are not pieces of glass as I thought:
they are jewels of enormous value-so the man to whom I sold the
silver dishes tells me. Well, I want you to take them, arranged on
your best china dish, to the divan where the Sultan sits to judge cases,
and present them to him."
The poor woman was much distressed, believing that her son had
lost his wits, but she agreed to do what he asked. Together they
arranged the jewels, and indeed they were dazzling enough to astonish
anyone. Then she wrapped the dish in a clean napkin, and carried
it to the divan, where she was careful to place herself so that the
1 Sultan might see her. But that day
there were so many cases, that she
had no chance to speak, and so it
happened day after day.
But still she always went, and
at last the Sultan, seeing her waiting,
X became curious to know her business,
and commanded that she should be
brought before him.
F "Good woman," he said, "what
business is it which brings you here
day after day ?"
-4 "0 King, live for ever!" she
>- ,..*. I- exclaimed. "I come to make a peti-
tion, but it is of so strange a nature
S.. that ere I speak I implore your for-
.r. giveness !"
S, "It is granted," replied the Sultan,
I* ^ ^ more curious than ever. "Speak
boldly, and no harm shall come to
"My son," went on the widow,


"loves your daughter, the Princess, and has sent me to ask her hand
in marriage. He also sends these jewels which he entreats your Majesty
to accept."
At first the Sultan was inclined to laugh at the idea of giving
his daughter to the poor widow's son, but when he saw the beautiful
jewels she had brought he hesitated, and then said that he would
probably give his consent at the end of three months.
However, before the three months had passed Aladdin found out
that preparations were being made for the marriage of the Princess to
the son of the Grand Vizier.
In surprise and sorrow Aladdin lost no time in rubbing the lamp
and calling up the genie, whom he commanded to frighten the Vizier's
son so that he would no longer wish to marry the Princess. This the
genie did by carrying him off and imprisoning him in a dark and
dismal place until he was willing to give up his bride. Then, by the
aid of the genie of the lamp, Aladdin carried to the Sultan such
magnificent presents that at last he consented to accept him as his
son-in-law, and sent word that the sooner he came to receive the
Princess the greater favour he would be doing him.
Aladdin did not delay long, but first he commanded the genie
to convey him to a bath and provide suitable raiment. In a moment
he found himself in a splendid marble edifice where he was bathed
in scented waters of various degrees of heat, and then clad in magni-
ficent robes.
After this, the genie supplied him with a beautiful horse, which he
mounted, and, accompanied by forty slaves, who cast handfuls of gold
among the crowd in the streets, he proceeded to the palace, where the
Sultan received him with every mark of respect and honour.
First there was a great entertainment, at which the Sultan and
Aladdin sat at a table by themselves, and later the Chief Cadi was
directed to draw the marriage-contract, the Sultan asking Aladdin if
he would remain and complete it the same day.
"Sire," he replied, "though I am most impatient to behold the
Princess, still I wish very much to have a suitable residence prepared
to receive her. Grant me, I beg you, sufficient ground near your
palace, and I will have it finished with the utmost speed!"


Of course, the Sultan consented, and as soon as Aladdin got home
again he summoned his genie.
"Genie," he said, "build me a palace, the most magnificent ever
seen, of porphyry and marble, and whatever bricks you use must be of
gold and silver. Let the chief hall have twenty-four windows enriched
with precious stones. And there must be gardens full of flowers and
fountains, and stables with fine horses, and servants and slaves, and
especially a treasure-house filled with gold and silver."
Next morning, when the Sultan's porter opened the palace gates,
he saw something shining so brightly that he rubbed his eyes in
astonishment. He looked again and again ere he realized that on a spot
which the night before had only been a garden there had arisen a
marvellous building. He ran to a servant of the Grand Vizier, who
waked his master, -who rushed off and told the Sultan.
"Why, that must be Aladdin's palace!" exclaimed the Sultan,
jumping out of bed and running to the window; "built up in one night!
Well, he is a wonderful fellow, certainly!"
That day was the wedding-day. First of all Aladdin and his mother
(who was now suitably dressed in splendid attire) took possession of the
palace, and at night the bride was brought home in a splendid litter
accompanied by a grand procession. So much magnificence had never
before been seen in the city, where Aladdin was now a great favourite
by reason of the gold his slaves had flung to the people. As for the
Princess, she and Aladdin adored one another, and they lived together
very happily.
But alasl a great misfortune was in store for poor Aladdin. For it
happened some years later that the African magician remembered Aladdin,
and by his magic arts sought to learn if the lad had perished in the
enchanted hall.
To his great annoyance he discovered that Aladdin was not dead,
but living in much splendour by the aid of the wonderful lamp; where-
upon he started off to see if he could not do him a mischief.
As soon as he saw Aladdin's palace he at once recognized that it had
never been built by mortal hands. Then again he consulted his magic
powers, and learnt that the lamp was still in the palace, which caused
him to rub his hands with glee.

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on a hunting expedition which would
last eight days, and the Princess found
herself rather dull. As she sat in her
room one morning, yawning a little,.
,,' she heard a great shouting and noise
W ". outside, and sent one of her slaves to-
see what it was.
S" "Fancy, madam," she said, "there
juK is a queer old man outside with a-
SS basket full of beautiful lamps, and he
is crying out: 'Old lamps for new!
old lamps for new!' All the people
are laughing at him!"
"Why, he must be mad!" ex--
Sclaimed another slave. "Madam, there-
Sis a shabby old lamp in Prince Aladdin's-
room; shall we try if he will really
S.change it for a new one?"
"Yes, do I" said the Princess, who.
S had no idea of the value of the lamp..
-- Then one of the slaves fetched it and
S- offered it to the old man, who of course-
was the magician using this artifice to obtain the precious lamp. He was-
overjoyed, and bade the girl choose what she liked from his basket, and
hurried away, having obtained all he wanted. As soon as it was night,
he retired to a quiet spot, and, summoning the genie, he bade him remove
Aladdin's palace straightway to Africa.
What was the dismay of the Sultan the next morning when he-
found that not only was his son-in-law's fine palace gone as quickly as.
it came, but that his daughter had vanished with it! In a transport of
rage he sent for Aladdin from his hunting, and as soon as he arrived
condemned him to be put to death!
"But why?" exclaimed poor Aladdin, who did not know what had
occurred. "Why, sire, do you treat me thus? What crime have I
committed ?"


"Crime, wretch!" shouted the Sultan; "look out of window and tell
me what has become of my daughter?"
Aladdin looked and looked again, but his splendid home was no
longer visible! Then he guessed what had happened.
"0 King!" he cried, "give me forty days, and if in that time I
have not brought back both your daughter and my palace, you can cut
off my head and welcome!"
The Sultan granted his request, and Aladdin went forth depressed
and miserable. He wandered about for three days, not knowing what to
do or where to go. But accidentally when near the river he slipped and,
,clutching at a rock to save himself, he rubbed the ring which the
magician had given him and which he always wore, though he had
forgotten its power-and there stood the genie before him.
"What wouldst thou have?" said the terrible being. "I am ready
to obey thee, both I and the other slaves of the ring!"
"Show me where my palace is !" cried Aladdin, "or bring it back
here if thou canst! "
"That is beyond my power," replied the genie, "but I can transport
you to it!" and whisking Aladdin up, he transported him to Africa and
put him down just outside the Princess's window, from which she, at that
moment, was gazing in a forlorn mood.
With a cry of joy she recognized him, and in another minute they
were weeping in one another's arms. But when they had somewhat
recovered their calmness, Aladdin began to ask questions.
"Dearest Princess," he said, "there was an old lamp- "
"Ah!" interrupted the Princess, "I knew that that lamp had
something to do with it, for the very morning after I had changed it for
a new one I found myself in this strange place, and in the power of a
horrid old man who keeps the lamp carefully in his bosom. He pulled
it out one day in triumph to show me-odious old creature that he is!"
"Ah," cried Aladdin, "now I know what to do. Wait for me here,
-dearest; I will be back directly."
Off flew Aladdin to the nearest town, where he purchased a certain
powder which he bade the Princess put in a cup of wine, and offer it to
the magician at an entertainment to which she must invite him. "When
he has drunk it, he will become insensible," he said; "then call me!"


The Princess obeyed him faithfully. She invited the magician, and
made her slaves sing to him, and then offered him the drugged cup.
The moment he had drunk the wine he fell back lifeless on the sofa.
"Aladdin!" cried the Princess, "come quickly!"
"Now we are saved!" he exclaimed; "leave me alone a minute,
dearest, and I will see if we cannot get home again."
The Princess felt two little shocks: one when the building was
lifted up, and one when it was set down, and there was her father's
palace standing over the way as usual. Need I say how overjoyed
the Sultan was to see his daughter again, and how he quite forgave
Aladdin and received him into favour?
So they lived in great felicity, and when the Sultan died, the
Princess succeeded him on the throne, and she and Aladdin reigned many
years and left a numerous and illustrious posterity.

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HERE was once upon a time a teeny-tiny woman who lived
S in a teeny-tiny house in a teeny-tiny village. Now, one day
1 | this teeny-tiny woman put on her teeny-tiny bonnet, and
.I went out of her teeny-tiny house to take a teeny-tiny walk.
And when this teeny-tiny woman had gone a teeny-tiny way, she came
to a teeny-tiny gate; so the teeny-tiny woman opened the teeny-tiny
gate, and went into a teeny-tiny churchyard. And when this teeny-tiny
woman had got into the teeny-tiny churchyard, she saw a teeny-tiny
bone on a teeny-tiny grave, and the teeny-tiny woman said to her
teeny-tiny self: "This teeny-tiny bone will make me some teeny-tiny
soup for my teeny-tiny supper." So the teeny-tiny woman put the
teeny-tiny bone into her teeny-tiny pocket, and went home to her
teeny-tiny house.
Now, when the teeny-tiny woman got home to her teeny-tiny house,
she was a teeny-tiny tired; so she went up her teeny-tiny stairs to her
teeny-tiny bed, and put the teeny-tiny bone into a teeny-tiny cupboard.
And when this teeny-tiny woman had been to sleep a teeny-tiny time,


she was awakened by a teeny-tiny voice from the teeny-tiny cupboard,
which said-
And this teeny-tiny woman was a teeny-tiny frightened, so she hid
her teeny-tiny head under the teeny-tiny clothes, and went to sleep
again. And when she had been asleep again a teeny-tiny time, the
teeny-tiny voice again cried out from the teeny-tiny cupboard a teeny-
tiny louder-
This made the teeny-tiny woman a teeny-tiny more frightened,
so she hid her teeny-tiny head a teeny-tiny farther under the teeny-
tiny clothes. And when the teeny-tiny woman had been asleep again
a teeny-tiny time, the teeny-tiny voice from the teeny-tiny cupboard
said again a teeny-tiny louder-
At this the teeny-tiny woman was a teeny-tiny bit more frightened;
but she put her teeny-tiny head out of the teeny-tiny clothes, and said
in her loudest teeny-tiny voice-

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l V()POr AF Ti QL there lived a Queen whose
husband had long been dead. She had an only daughter,
whom she loved most tenderly; but she had promised
a-J to give her in marriage to the son of a King who lived far
away, and the time had come when the maiden must journey
to the country of her bridegroom. The Queen packed up all kinds
of costly stuffs, and jewels, and gold and silver goblets-everything,
in fact, which a royal bride must needs have. She also chose for her
a waiting-maid, whom she believed she could trust, and'who was to
accompany the Princess and deliver her safely into the hands of her
bridegroom. They had to make the journey on horseback, so each was
provided with a good steed. The Princess's horse was named Falada
and he had the power of speech. When at last the sorrowful hour of
parting came, the Queen took a sharp little knife, and making a cut on
her own finger, she let three drops of blood fall on to a white hand-
kerchief, and this she gave to her daughter, saying: "Dearest child,
take good care of it. It may be of the greatest use to you on the

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journey." So the Princess put the handkerchief into her bosom that
she might guard it most heedfully, and set out upon her journey.
Now, the waiting-woman had a bad heart, and she was full of
schemes as to how she could take advantage of her young mistress. It
was a very hot day, and the sun shone down brightly on the white road
as it wound away over the hills, and after riding for some time the
Princess became very thirsty. Presently they had to cross a clear
little stream, and there she drew rein, and called to her waiting-maid.
"Please get down," she said, "and fill my cup from the brook,
and bring it to me to drink, for I am so thirsty!"
But the waiting-maid tossed her head, and answered rudely-
"Get down yourself, and stoop and drink, for I will serve you
no longer!" The Princess was greatly astonished at this rude reply, but
she was young and timid, and being really very thirsty, she did dismount
and, as she was afraid to ask for her cup, stooped to drink from the
clear water in the brook as it came rippling down over the stones.
And as she did so, she sighed, "Ah, me!" and the Three Drops of
Blood answered:-
"If thy mother dear of thy grief but knew,
Her loving heart would break in two!"
But the Princess was gentle and timid, and she said nothing, but
when she had quenched her thirst she mounted Falada and rode on.
Yet as they went on and she grew tired, and the heat increased, she
once more became very thirsty, and coming to another stream, she again
spoke to her waiting-maid, and asked her to dismount and fill her cup
with water. But the waiting-maid replied more haughtily than before-
"Get down yourself and drink; for I will be your waiting-maid
no longer."
So the poor Princess had to dismount and stoop down to the
stream, her thirst was so great. But as she bent down she wept a little
and sighed, "Ah, me!" and again the Three Drops of Blood answered:-
"If thy mother dear of thy grief but knew,
Her loving heart would break in two!"
And as she bent down the handkerchief fell out of her bosom, and
the flowing water carried it away, but the Princess did not see it, for


her eyes were full of tears. But the waiting-maid noticed the loss and
rejoiced, for now she knew she would have full power over her young
mistress, and as the poor Princess was about to remount she told her
rudely to get on her nag, for she herself meant to ride Falada. More-
over, she forced the poor little Princess to take off her rich dress and
put on her waiting-maid's attire, while she dressed herself in the Princess's
clothes; and beyond all this she insisted on her taking a solemn oath
that she would tell no man what had been done, threatening her with
instant death if she broke her vow!
Then the waiting-maid mounted Falada, and on they rode.
In this way they reached the castle of the King, and there everyone
ran out to give them a joyful welcome, and the Prince lifted the waiting-
maid from Falada, and led her up the great staircase to the guest-chamber,
while the Princess was left waiting in the courtyard. But as the Prince
was talking to his bride, the old King happened to look out of the window
and saw the poor girl standing forlorn and lonely, not knowing where to
go or what to do, and he noticed that she was very beautiful.
"Who is that you have brought with you?" he enquired of the
false bride.
"That girl!" she answered indifferently. "Oh! just someone for
company. Please give her some work to do that she may not stand
idling about."
"Then she must mind the geese !" replied the old King. "There is
nothing else for her to do. Kurdchen, the gooseherd, is but a lad, and
he will be glad of help !" Thus the Princess became a goose girl!
Now, all this pleased the wicked waiting-maid very well, and there
remained one thing only to disquiet her, and that was the fear lest Falada
should speak and betray her secret. So after a little while she said to
the Prince-
"Dearest husband, will you do me one little favour?"
"Of course, I will," he answered; "only tell me what it is!"
"Well, then, will you send for the man who slays the cattle, and
bid him cut off the head of the horse on which I rode, for he carried me
so ill that he vexed me exceedingly!"
The Prince was sorry when he heard this, for he had noticed what
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waiting-maid from the saddle. He thought, too, that his future wife must
have rather a cruel disposition; but still, it was her first request, and he
could not very well refuse it.
So poor Falada was condemned to die When the news came to
the ears of the Princess she was very, very sorry, but she could not
hinder the cruel deed; only she sought out the man who was to slay
Falada, and offered him a piece of gold if he would bring her the pool
horse's head so that she might see it again, and, ii.n:eo'.ci, would fasten
it up in a dark gateway under which she and Kurdchen drove the geese
morning and evening. And the man promised to do so.
Early the next morning the Princess drove out the geese, with
Kurdchen, and as she passed under the dark gateway, there was poor
Falada's head nailed to the wall. The Princess looked up and said:-
"Alas! poor Falada, hanging so high!"
and the head answered:-
"Alas! Princess! that thou passes by!
If thy mother dear of thy grief but knew,
Her loving heart would break in two!"
Then they went on farther from the town, till they drove their geese
out into the meadows, where the Princess sat down and unfastened her
hair, so that it fell all round her like a shower of gold.
Kurdchen, who had never seen anything so beautiful in his life,
shouted with joy, and tried to seize it in his grubby little hands. But
she cried out:-
"Blow, wind, blow, I pray!
Carry Kurdchen's hat away.
Over meadow, over hill,
Whisk it, frisk it, at thy will.
Make him chase it here and there:
Give me time to braid my hair."

And the wind heard what she said, and whirled Kurdchen's hat away,
and he had to run after it so far and so long that when he came back
her hair was all bound up under her little white cap, and Kurdchen could
not touch it. He was very cross for a time, but presently he grew better,
and they herded the geese all day in the pleasant meadows and brought
them home safely in the evening. The next morning the same thing


happened. As they went through the dark gateway the Princess looked
up and said:-
"Alas! poor Falada, hanging so high!"
and the head answered:-
"Alas! Princess! that thou passes by!
If thy mother dear of thy grief but knew,
Her loving heart would break in two!"
And when they reached the meadow, she let down her hair, and when
Kurdchen tried to seize it, she cried to the wind:-
"Blow, wind, blow, I pray!
Carry Kurdchen's hat away.
Over meadow, over hill,
Whisk it, frisk it, at thy will.
Make him chase it here and there:
Give me time to braid my hair."
And again the wind listened and whirled Kurdchen's hat away, and he
had to run after it so fast and so far that before he returned her hair
was all braided up under her little white cap. But that night when they
had driven the geese home, Kurdchen went to the old King, and said:
"I cannot herd the geese any more with that maiden !"
"Why not?" asked the King.
"Oh!" said the lad, "she vexes me so! For under the dark gate-
way there is nailed up a horse's head, and as we pass it in the morning
she says :-
"'Alas! poor Falada, hanging so high!'

and the head answers:-
"'Alas! Princess! that thou passes by!
If thy mother dear of thy grief but knew.
Her loving heart would break in two!'"
And then he told the King all that followed.
The King listened thoughtfully to all he said, and then he bade the
lad go once again with the goose girl as if nothing had happened. But
he himself the next morning rose very early, and went out and hid himself
in the dark gateway where they drove out the geese, and he heard what
the Princess said to the horse's head. Then he followed them to the


meadow, and, standing behind an old thorn-tree, he watched the goose girl
let down her hair, which quite dazzled him with its splendour and beauty
as it shone in the morning sunshine. And as Kurdchen again tried to
grasp it, the maiden cried:-
"Blow, wind, blow, I pray!
Carry Kurdchen's hat away.
Over meadow, over hill,
Whisk it, frisk it, at thy will.
Make him chase it here and there:
Give me time to braid my hair."

Then came a gust of wind and blew away Kurdchen's hat, and whilst
he ran after it the maiden combed and plaited her hair and bound it up
under her little white cap.
When they brought the geese back to the castle that night, the
King called the goose girl to him.
"Why do you do thus?" he asked, and told her what he had seen.
"That I must not tell you," she answered sadly, "for I have sworn
an oath not to tell any man, and if I break my vow I must die."
This troubled the King, and he sat silent and thoughtful for a time,
but presently he said to her-
"This must you do Go, creep into the great oven in the bake-
house and there lament your grief aloud; so will you tell no man nor
break your oath."
So the maiden crept into the great oven and there began to bemoan
her hard fate.
"Alas, alas!" she wept, "how sad am I! Here I sit alone in the
world, I who am a Queen's daughter, and my false waiting-maid has gained
power over me by wicked arts, and has forced me to lay aside my rich
garments, which she wears, while she sits by my bridegroom's side. Alas,
alas! if my dearest mother only knew, her heart would break!"
Now, the old King stood by the oven-door and heard all she said.
Then he called to her to come forth, and he bade his servants clothe her
in costly clothes, and when she was so clad everyone was astonished at
her beauty.
Meanwhile, he hastened to his son and told him how he had been
deceived. He brought him to see the true bride, and when the Prince


looked at her, he was overjoyed at her beauty and grace, for the more
he had seen of the false bride the less he had liked her.
But what was to be done? How was the wrong to be set right?
The King and the Prince thought and thought, and at last they decided
on a plan.
They sent out invitations for a feast, to which they invited all
the nobles and great people. When the day came, the Prince sat in
the most honourable seat, and on one side of him was the false bride
and on the other the Princess, but the wicked waiting-woman was so

dazzled with the grandeur of the scene that she never recognized her
young mistress.
There were all kinds of dainties set forth on gold and silver
dishes, and costly wines, and everyone was dressed in their best, and
sparkling with jewels.
And when they had eaten and drunk and were all in a joyful
mood, the old King began asking them riddles, and the company had
to guess them.
But presently he told them a story, which indeed was the story


of the Princess and her false waiting-maid, and asked them what punish-
ment they thought so unfaithful a servant deserved.
And the false bride was still so dazzled with her greatness, and
puffed up with pride and vanity, that she even yet did not understand
what was meant, and she cried-
"Such a wicked person deserves to be put into a cask full of sharp
nails, to which two white horses shall be harnessed, and so dragged about
the streets till she dies !"
"So shall it be!" said the old King sternly. "You have pronounced
your own sentence and chosen your own punishment!"
So they took her away to be punished as she deserved, and then
the Prince married the true Princess, and they lived in peace and happiness
all the rest of their days!


Sicold winter's day, when the snow was thick upon
the ground, a poor little lad was sent into the forest to
gather wood, which he was to stack upon a little sledge
and bring home for fuel. By the time he had collected
enough, he was so cold that he thought he would make
a fire and warm himself before he went home. So he scraped away the
snow, and in so doing found a little golden key.
"Ah !" said he to himself, "where the key is, there, to be sure,
will the lock be found," and went on scraping away the snow until
he found an iron chest. "Now," he said, "if only the key fits the
lock, I shall no doubt find all sorts of precious things in the chest."
He searched for a long time, and at last he discovered a lock-so
small, however, that one could scarcely see it.
He tried the key, and it fitted exactly; he turned it slowly,
slowly, and-if only we wait patiently until he has turned it right round
and opened the lid, why then we shall know what was inside the chest.


if-iE,' oLf AND THE


r HERE was once an old goat who had seven little
ones, whom she loved just as dearly as your mother
S.. loves you. One day, finding that there was no food
S '' in the larder, she called her children together and said-
c' '^'" "My dears, I am obliged to go to the wood to
Sfetch some food for you; so promise me that on no account
whatever will you allow the wolf to enter. If you do, he will
gobble you all up, and what will your poor mother do then? You must
be very careful, for he is a sly fellow and might easily deceive you. Still,
you cannot fail to recognize him by his rough voice and black feet."



The little goats promised their mother that they would be very
careful; so she kissed them all, bade them good-bye, and set out upon
her way. Before long, there came a tap, tap, tapping at the cottage-door,
and a rough voice cried: "Open the door, my pets, it is only mother,
and I have brought you each a fine, fresh young cabbage from the market."
But the little goats answered: "No, no, that is not our mother's
voice; her tones are low and sweet. We will not let you in; go away,
wicked wolf!"
Then the wolf went to a shop and bought a lump of chalk, which
he swallowed, so that his voice might sound less harsh and grating; after
that he returned to the cottage and knocked at the door once more.
"Open the door, children," he cried; "mother has brought you each
a present." His words were soft and low, but, as he spoke, he laid his
black paw upon the window-sill, and the little goats saw it, and cried:
"You are not our mother; she has pretty white feet. We will not open
the door, Mr. Wolf."
Then the wolf ran to the baker. "I have wounded my foot," said
he; "pray bind it up for me with a piece of dough."
When the baker had done this, the wolf ran to the miller. "Powder
my paw with flour," he said; but the miller hesitated, for he was afraid
that the wolf meant mischief to someone. However, the wicked fellow
threatened to eat him up if he still refused, so the miller powdered his
foot quite white, and the rascal made his way back to the cottage-door.
A third time he called to the little ones: "Open the door: it is I,
your mother, and I have brought you something nice from the wood."
"First show your paw," answered the little goats, "so that we
may know if you are really our own dear mother."
He laid his paw upon the window-sill, and when they saw that
it was white, they thought it must be the old goat, so they opened
the door, and in came the wolf. Oh! how frightened they were!
One jumped under the table, another into the bed, a third into
the oven, a fourth hid in the kitchen, a fifth in the cupboard, a sixth
in the washing-tub, and the youngest in the case of the old grand-
father's clock.
But the wolf found them all except the youngest, and made
short work of them. One after another he swallowed them, and


then, having had a hearty meal, he
/ went out into the green meadow,
laid himself down beneath a tree, and
fell fast asleep.
Soon afterwards the old goat came
Some from the wood.
What a terrible sight she saw!
The house-door stood wide open, the
chairs and tables lay upside down, the
wash-tub was in pieces, and the pillows
and sheets were torn from the bed
and scattered about the floor. In vain
Ishe sought for her dear little ones.
SI Alas! they were nowhere to be
One after another she called
them by name, but no one ans-
wered her, until she came to the youngest. Then a little voice cried-
"Dear mother, I am hidden in the clock-case."
The mother opened the door and out jumped the little goat.
With sobs and cries she told the sad story of how the wolf had
eaten her brothers and sisters, and the poor old goat shed bitter tears
for the loss of her pretty darlings.
Sorrowfully she wandered from the house, weeping and wringing
her paws as she went, and the little goat ran beside her.
When they came to the meadow they saw the wolf lying beneath
the tree, snoring so that the branches shook. They gazed at him
from every side, and saw with amazement that something was bobbing
up and down inside him. "Ah, me!" said the mother, "can it be
possible that my children are still alive after having furnished a supper
for that monster?"
She sent the little goat home to fetch scissors, needle, and thread,
and then began to cut open the wolf's stomach. No sooner had she
made a tiny little slit than a little goat poked out his head, and presently
the whole six were hopping about on the soft green grass, and not a
bit the worse for their adventure.

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How the mother kissed and hugged her darlings! She was quite
beside herself with joy.
"Now, my pets," she cried, "make haste and fetch me some
stones from the riverside. Whilst the wolf sleeps I will fill his stomach
with them, so that he may not miss you when he awakes."
The little goats dragged the heaviest stones they could lift, and
placed them inside the wolf, and the mother goat stitched him up as
fast as she could, and he never winked an eye until she had finished.
When at length he roused himself, and stood up on his legs, the
stones lay heavy on his chest and made him thirsty, so he went to
the brook to drink. As he moved the stones began to jingle, and the
wolf cried out:-
"This rumbling and grumbling shakes my very bones;
I do believe instead of goats I've swallowed only stones."

He stooped to drink, but the stones were so heavy that he lost
his balance and fell headlong into the stream and was drowned.
Then the goat and her seven little ones came out of their hiding-
places, and danced upon the banks of the stream, singing for joy,
because the wicked wolf was no more.

. 1 E.RE WA5 ONCE a man who had served bravely
:f in the wars, and when they were ended he received his
discharge and three florins, which was all he had to face the world with.
"This is mean treatment!" said he. "But wait a bit; if only I can
get hold of the right people, the King shall be made to give me the
treasures of the whole kingdom."
So, full of wrath, he went into the forest, where he came across a
man who had just uprooted six trees as if they had been cornstalks.
"Wilt thou be my servant and travel with me ?" said our hero.
"Yes," replied the man; "but first I must take home these few
faggots to my mother," and picking up one of the trees, he twisted it
round the other five, and, lifting the bundle on his shoulders, he carried
it away.
Then he returned to his master, who said: "We two shall be a match
for all the world."


S:, Now, when they had jour-
S_: -.-'- :neyed for a little space they met
with a huntsman, who was on his
knees taking aim with his gun.
Then the master said: "Tell
.'"' r"- me, huntsman, what it is you
are going to shoot."
M: .; '^-<' And the man answered:
"Two miles off there is a fly sitting on the branch of an oak-tree,
whose left eye I intend to shoot out."
"Come with me!" said the master; "we three shall be a match for
all the world."
The huntsman was quite willing, and came with him, and they
soon arrived at seven windmills whose sails were whirling round at
tremendous speed, although there was not a breath of wind even to
stir a leaf on the trees.
Then said the master: "I cannot think what it is that drives the
windmills, for there is not the slightest breeze." But going on farther
with his servants for about two miles, they saw a man sitting on a
tree, puffing out his cheeks and blowing.
"My good fellow, what are you doing up there?"
"Oh!" replied the man, "there are seven windmills two miles from
here; just look how I am sending them round."
"Come with me!" cried the master; "we four shall
be a match for all the world."
So the blower climbed down and accompanied
him, and presently they came upon a man who was
standing on one leg, for he had unbuckled the other
and it was lying on the ground by his side. Then the
master said-
"I suppose you want to make yourself more com-
fortable while resting?" '
"No," said the man; "I am a runner, and in order
not to race over the ground too quickly, I have unbuckled I_
my leg, for, if I were to run with both, I should go ..
faster than any bird flies." --


"Come with me!" said the master; "we
five shall be a match for all the world."
The five comrades all started off together,
and soon they met a man who had on a hat, = -- '
which he wore tilted over one ear.
Then said the master: "Manners, my ( r
friend, manners! Don't wear your hat like
that, but put it on properly; you look like a .-'
simpleton." ..n a
"I dare not do it," returned the man, /
"for, if I did, there would come such a fearful frost that the very birds
in the sky would freeze and fall dead upon the ground."
"Come with me!" said the master; "we six shall be a match for all
the world."
Then the six companions came to a city where the King had pro-
claimed that whoever should run in a race with his daughter and be
victorious might become her husband, but if he lost the race he would
also lose his head.
This was told to our hero, who said: "I will make my servant run
for me."
Then the King answered: "Then must thou also forfeit thine own
life as well as thy servant's, for both heads must be sacrificed if the race
be lost."
When these conditions were agreed upon, and everything was
arranged, the master buckled on the runner's other leg, saying: "Now,
be as nimble as you can, and don't fail to win!"
Now, the wager was that whoever was the
first to bring water from a distant spring should be
S' -the winner.
The runner received a pitcher, as did also the
King's daughter, and they both began to run at the
same moment; but when the Princess had run a little
way the runner was quite out of sight, and it seemed
/as if there had only been a rustling of the wind. In a
.a very short time he had reached the well, so he drew
up the water to fill his pitcher and turned back.


But when he was half way home, he was overcome with fatigue,
so he put the pitcher down, stretched himself on the ground, and fell
asleep. He made a pillow of a horse's skull, which was lying close by,
thinking that, as it was so hard, he would very soon wake up again.
In the meantime, the King's daughter, who was a splendid runner
and ran better than many a man, reached the spring and hurried back
with her pitcher of water. Suddenly, she saw the runner lying asleep
on the wayside; she was overjoyed at this, and exclaimed: "The enemy
is given into my hands!" Then, emptying his pitcher, she ran on as fast
as she could.
Now, all would have been lost if by great good fortune the huntsman
had not been standing on one of the castle towers and seen everything
with his sharp eyes.
Said he: "The King's daughter shall be no match for us if I
can help it." So, loading his gun, he aimed so true that he shot away
the horse's skull from under the runner's head without harming him
in the least.

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This awakened the runner, who, springing up, saw in a flash that
his pitcher had been emptied, and that the King's daughter was already
far ahead of him.
However, he did not lose courage, but ran back swiftly to the well,
drew up fresh water, filled his pitcher, and was back again full ten
minutes sooner than the King's daughter.
"See what I can do," cried he, "when I really use my legs; what
I did before could scarcely be called running."
The King was displeased, and so was his daughter, that a common
discharged soldier should have won the race; so they consulted with
each other how they could rid themselves of him, together with his
five comrades.
Then the King said to his daughter: "Do not be afraid, my
child, for I have found a way to prevent them coming back."
So he said to the six companions: "You must now eat, drink, and
be merry." Saying which, he led them to a room that had an iron floor
and iron doors, and even the windows were secured with iron bars.
In this apartment there was a table covered with the most delicious
appetising dishes; and the King said: "Now come in and sit down and
enjoy yourselves."
Directly they were all inside he had the doors locked and bolted.
This done, the King sent for the cook, and commanded him to light
a fire underneath the room, until the iron should be red-hot.
The heat soon became so great that the six comrades guessed that
the King wished to suffocate them.
But the man with the hat set it straight on his head, and immediately
a frost fell on everything, and all the heat vanished, while the very meats
on the dishes began to freeze.
When the King believed they had all perished in the fearful heat,
he ordered the doors to be opened, and there stood all the six men safe
and sound!
They said they would like very much to come out and warm them-
selves, for the cold had been so intense that the meat had frozen on their
Then the King demanded why the cook had not obeyed his

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