Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 Hans in luck
 Snow-white and Rose-red
 The frog prince
 Hop o' my thumb
 Beauty and the Beast
 Jack and the beanstalk
 The babes in the woods
 Puss in boots
 The ugly duckling
 Jack the giant killer
 The sleeping beauty
 Back Matter
 Back Cover

Title: Favourite book of nursery tales
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 Material Information
Title: Favourite book of nursery tales
Uniform Title: Beauty and the beast
Children in the wood (Ballad)
Jack and the beanstalk
Jack the Giant-Killer
Puss in Boots
Sleeping Beauty
Physical Description: 1 v. (various pagings) : col. ill. ; 23 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Andersen, H. C ( Hans Christian ), 1805-1875
Thomas Nelson & Sons ( Publisher )
Publisher: T. Nelson and Sons
Place of Publication: London ;
Edinburgh ;
New York
Publication Date: 1893
Subject: Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1893   ( lcsh )
Fairy tales -- 1893   ( rbgenr )
Nursery stories -- 1893   ( rbgenr )
Bldn -- 1893
Genre: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Fairy tales   ( rbgenr )
Nursery stories   ( rbgenr )
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
Scotland -- Edinburgh
United States -- New York -- New York
Statement of Responsibility: with seventy-two full-page coloured pictures.
General Note: Text in brown.
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Source Institution: University of Florida
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
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    Front Matter
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    Title Page
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    Table of Contents
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    The frog prince
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    Hop o' my thumb
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    Beauty and the Beast
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    Jack and the beanstalk
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    The ugly duckling
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    Jack the giant killer
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    The sleeping beauty
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London, Edinburgh, and New Yok


Hans in Luck.
Snow-White and Rose-Red.
The Frog Prince.
Hop o' My Thumb.
Blue Beard.
Beauty and the Beast.
Jack and the Bean-Stalk.
The Babes in the Wood.
Puss in Boots.
The Ugly Duckling.
Jack the Giant-killer.

The Sleeping Beauty.



14ANS had served his master for seven
years, when a great longing came
over him to see his mother again.
His master heard of this, and sending
for him, said, Hans, you have served me
well and faithfully; and as your service, so
shall your wages be."
So saying, he gave him a lump of gold
as big as his head.
Hans drew his handkerchief from his
pocket, wrapped up the lump of gold in it,


placed it on his shoulder, and bidding his
master farewell, set out for home.
As he trudged wearily on he was over-
taken by a horseman, who came trotting
along on a fine spirited horse.
"Ah," said Hans aloud, "how pleasant
a thing it is to ride! You save your shoes,
and get quickly to your journey's end! "
"If you think so," cried the horseman,
"why do you travel on foot ?"
Oh," replied Hans, I am on my way
home with this great lump of gold. I have
to carry it on my shoulder, and it hurts me
very much."
I'll tell you what," said the horseman:

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"let us exchange. Give me your lump of
gold, and I shall give you my horse."
"With all my heart !" cried Hans joy-
fully, and he at once gave his gold to the
horseman, while the latter helped him to
mount the horse.
Hans rode away at a gentle pace; but
after a while, thinking he should like to go
a little quicker, he began to make a cluck-
ing sound with his tongue, and to cry,
"Hopp! hopp!"
The horse immediately set off at a gallop,
and before Hans had time to think, he was
lying in a ditch by the roadside. After
playing this trick the horse galloped on,


and would have got clear away, had it not
been caught by a countryman, who was
driving, a cow along the road.
The countryman led the horse back to
Hans; but the latter had had enough of
"No, no," he said; "you can keep the
horse, if you give me your cow in exchange.
She will supply me with milk and butter
and cheese, and will not throw me."
The countryman was only too glad to
make such a bargain, and he handed over
his cow to Hans, who joyfully set out with
his new charge.
At first all went well; but as the heat

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became greater and greater, Hans became
very thirsty.
"Now is the time," he thought, "to
make use of my cow. I shall milk her,
and get a drink of nice fresh milk."
Tying the cow to a tree, he tried to
milk her, but set about it so clumsily that
the animal became angry, and gave him
a kick with one of her hind feet which.
tumbled him head over heels.
Fortunately at that moment a butcher
came along trundling a wheelbarrow on
which lay a young pig, and Hans at once
offered to exchange his cow for the pig.
"I would rather have a pig than a cow,"


he thought. Roast pig is very tasty,
and nothing could be better than the
Without much ado the butcher agreed,
and taking the pig from the wheelbarrow,
he placed the cord that was tied round the
animal's leg in its new master's hand.
Our friend had not gone very far on his
road, when he was joined by a lad who
carried a beautiful white goose under his
arm. He told him how lucky he had
been, and how everything had turned out
according to his wishes.
The lad shook his head.
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pig," he said. "In the village from which
I come a pig has just been stolen out of
the constable's sty, and I believe that is
it which you are driving before you. It
would be terrible if they were to catch you
with it."
On hearing this, poor Hans was greatly
alarmed, and begged the lad to take the pig
in exchange for his goose.
At first the lad pretended to be unwilling
to take the pig, owing to the risk he would
run if it were found in his hands. To
oblige Hans, however, he at last agreed,
and drove away the pig in one direction,
while Hans, glad to have escaped such a


danger, put the goose under his arm and
went on his way in another.
As he went along he thought how
pleased his mother would be to have the
fat and the feathers of the goose, and he
was almost ready to shout aloud for joy at
his good fortune.
At the end of the last village through
which he passed he met a knife-grinder,
whom he told of all the good things which
had befallen him.
That is all very well," said the grinder;
"but if you want to make your fortune, you
must learn a trade. There is nothing like
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the trade of knife-grinding. That beats all.
With a grindstone, you can travel the world
through. The only thing needed is a
grindstone. Here is one which I will let
you have for your goose."
Hans laughed for joy, and gave his
goose to the knife-grinder, who handed
him a grindstone in return. The rogue
then picked up a large, heavy stone from
the roadside, and placing it on the top of
the other, told Hans that he might have it
into the bargain.
Hans thanked him for his kindness, and
set off homeward with a light heart. Be-
fore long, however, the weight of the stones


began to tell, and he became very hungry

and very thirsty. At length he reached a
well. Placing the stones carefully on the

edge, he stooped down to drink. In doing
so he happened to give the stones a gentle

push, when down they fell into the water,
and were seen no more.

Hans sprang up joyfully.
I am the luckiest fellow in the world!"
.he cried. "Without any fault on my part,
I have got rid of these heavy stones, and
now I am free to run home as fast as I

Off he started, his eyes sparkling with

joy, and was soon in his mother's arms.

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This is the story of simple Hans, in
luck and out of it, who exchanged a lump

of gold for a horse, the horse for a cow, the
cow for a pig, the pig for a goose, the goose
for a grindstone, and this at last for nothing
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A SOLITARY cottage stood in the
midst of a garden, and on each
side of the door there was a rose-bush: the
one bore white roses, and the other red.
The cottage was inhabited by a good
widow and her two daughters; and as she
fancied they resembled her rose trees, she
called the one Snow-white, and the other
The children often went together into
the woods to gather strawberries, and none
of the beasts of the forest harmed them,
but were rather friendly to them. The
hares ate cabbage-blades out of their hands,


the roe-deer grazed beside them, and the
stags sprang gaily past them. The birds
sat on the branches and sang sweet songs
to them. Thus no harm befell them; and
if darkness overtook them, they lay down
among the moss and slept till daylight, and
their mother knew that they were safe.
One winter evening, as the mother and
her daughters sat together at the hearth, a
knock came to the door as of some one
wishing an entrance.
Rise quickly, Rose- red," said her
mother. "It is some poor traveller seek-
ing shelter."
Rose-red drew back the bar, expecting
to see a poor man; but, instead, a black
bear pushed in his shaggy head. Rose-
red screamed aloud and sprang back, and
Snow white crept behind her mother's


Do not be afraid," said the bear,--" I
will do you no harm; but I am half frozen,
and would gladly warm myself a little."
Poor bear!" said the mother, lie
down near the fire; only take care that
your fur does not singe." Then she called,
"Snow-white! Rose-red! come here. This
good bear will not hurt you; he means no
Then they both drew nearer and nearer,
and were not afraid.
The bear said, "You children, will you
brush the snow off my fur ?" And they
brought a brush and brushed all the snow
away. Then he stretched himself by the
fire, and purred with pleasure and content-
Before long they began to play with. him,
rubbing his fur up and down with their
hands, putting their little feet upon his

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back and pushing him; and if he growled,
they laughed.
The bear let them do as they pleased;
but if they went too far, he cried,-

"Children, what blows you give!
Let me live!
Snow-white, Rose-red,
You will leave your lover dead."

At night, when they all went to bed, the
mother said to the' bear, You may rest by
our hearth, and so the storm and cold will
not harm you."
When daylight came, the children opened
the door for him, and he tramped over the
snow into the wood.
From that time the bear came every
evening, at the same hour, and lay down
before the fire, and allowed the children to
tease him as much as they liked. They
were so accustomed to his visits that the


door was not barred until their black com-
panion had arrived.
When spring came, and all was green,
the bear said one morning to Snow-white,
"Now I must away, and never return the
whole long summer! "
"Where do you go, dear bear?" asked
"I must stay in the wood to protect
my treasure from the wicked dwarfs. In
winter, when the ground is frozen, they
remain at home underground; but now,
when the sun has warmed the earth and
the air, they will get out and go about
stealing, and what they once get hold of
goes into their caves, and will not soon see
the light again."
Snow white unbarred the door very
sorrowfully for him. As the bear passed
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Snow-white and Rose-red in the wood.


door and was a little torn, and Snow-white
thought she saw the glitter of gold, but it
was a thing she could not be quite cer-
tain of.
Some time after this, the mother wished
to make some brooms, and sent the chil-
dren into the wood to gather birch twigs.
They found just what they sought on a
large tree which had fallen and lay on the
ground. Under the trunk of the tree some-
thing kept moving up and down. When
they came close up they saw it was a dwarf
with an old wrinkled face and a yard-long
snow-white beard. The end of his beard
had caught in a split of the tree, and the
little creature sprang here and there like
a chained dog, and could not release him-
He goggled at the children with his
fiery red eyes, and cried, Why do you


stand there? Can you not come round
here and help me.? "
"What has happened, little man ? asked
Stupid, inquisitive goose!" he said.
"I wished to cut down the tree for a
little firewood to my kitchen; but it fell
so quickly that I had no time to draw out
my beautiful white beard, and now here it
is caught and I cannot get free. Why do
you laugh, you stupid milksops? Why are
you so lazy ?"
The children tried as hard as they could
to pull out his beard, but failed; it was too
firmly wedged into the tree.
"I will run and fetch help," said Rose-
Senseless sheep's-head !" growled the
dwarf. "Why call more people? Can
you contrive nothing better ?"

"A black bear pushed in his shaggy head."

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Do not be so impatient," said Snow-
white. "I know what I will do."
She drew a pair of scissors from her
pocket, and cut off the end of his beard.
As soon as the dwarf felt himself free,
he shouldered a sack he had laid down at
the root of the tree, which was full of gold,
and went away muttering to himself, Rude
things, to cut away a piece of my princely
beard !"
Another time the two sisters went to get
a dish of fish for dinner. When they drew
near the pool, they saw something like a
large grasshopper which seemed to wish to
spring into the water.
They ran forward and saw it was the
"What do you wish to do?" asked Rose-
red. Shall we put you into the water? "
"I am not such a fool! cried the dwarf.


"Do you not see that that great fish is
trying to draw me in?"
The little creature had been angling, and
unfortunately his beard had floated along
with his fly, for it was a windy day. As
soon as a fish had taken the fly his beard
also was caught; and pull as he could the
fish was the stronger, and would have
drawn him into the water.
They had arrived just in time to save
him. One held him. fast, and the other
tried to disentangle his beard; but it was
all in vain, and nothing could be done but
again to cut the beard.
When the dwarf saw it he cried to them,
"What a thing to do! Was it not enough
that you cut my beard once ? Now I dare
not show myself to my own people. May
you run till you lose the soles of your


Then he took up a sack of pearls, and
without another word he scuttled away, and
was lost behind a large stone.
Some time after this the mother sent
the two girls into the town to buy thread,
needles, twine, and ribbon. The road led
them through a moor, upon which every here
and there huge masses of rock rose to view.
They saw a very large bird floating in
the air, circling round them, ever coming
lower and'lower; and at last, not far from
one of these rocks, it pounced down on the
ground, and immediately a piercing cry rent
the air.
They ran, and saw with horror that the
eagle had pounced upon the dwarf, and
was trying to carry him off.
The compassionate children held him so
tightly that the eagle gave up his prey, and
rose into the sky again.


When the dwarf recovered from his
alarm, he cried in his thin, piping voice,
"Could you not have been more gentle
to me ? You have torn my good coat,
awkward, helpless creatures that you are! "
Then he took up a sack of precious
stones, and hopped under the rock into his
The girls, were accustomed to his un-
grateful ways, and went on their way, and
did their business in the city.
When they crossed the moor again they
surprised the dwarf, who, upon a plat of
grass, had shaken out his sack of precious
stones. They were so full of shining
colours that the children stood still to look
at them.
Why are you standing there, you
thieving creatures ?" cried the dwarf, his
ugly face scarlet with anger. He was


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going on with his abuse, when he heard a
loud growl, and a black bear came out of
the wood. The frightened dwarf sprang
up; but he could not reach his cave, the
bear was too near for that. Then he cried,
" dear bear, spare me! I will give you
all my treasures. Look at the jewels that
lie there! Spare my life! What would
you do with a poor atom like me ? Look
at these two maidens; they would be sweet
morsels. Eat them, but spare me!"
The bear answered him not a word, but
gave the wicked old creature a blow on the
head that put an end to him at once. The
children would have run off, but the bear
cried out, Snow-white and Rose-red, do
not be afraid; wait, and I will come with
Then they knew the voice of their own
bear; and as they waited for him, they saw


his bear-skin fall off, and he appeared as a
prince in cloth of gold.
"I am a prince," he said, "and by the
arts of this wicked dwarf was changed into
a bear until his death should free me. All
his treasures were stolen from me."
Snow-white was married to the prince,
and Rose- red to his brother, and the
treasure in the cave was divided between
them. The old mother lived many years
near her children; but she brought the two
rose trees with her, so that they still stand
before her windows, and she has her white
rose and red rose all the summer through.

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L ONG, long ago there lived a king
whose daughters were all fair to look
upon, but the youngest was the fairest of"
all. She was so beautiful that the sun
itself, though it has seen so much, won-
dered when it shone upon her.
Near the palace there was a. great dark
forest, and under the shade of one of its old
lime-trees there was a fountain. When it
was very warm weather the youngest prin-
cess used to come into the wood and sit
beside the cool fountain; and to pass the
Time she brought a golden ball, which she


threw into the air and caught again. This
was her favourite amusement.
Now it came to pass that once, when
she played with her ball, she failed to
catch it, and, instead of falling to the
ground, it fell into the depths of the foun-
tain, and was seen no more. The fountain
was so deep that no one had ever been
able to sound it, and she knew that her
dear golden ball was indeed lost to her.
Then she began to sob, and sobbed ever
louder and.louder, and could not comfort
While she thus lamented, some one
called to her :
King's daughter, what is the matter?
Why do you weep so that the very stones
must pity you ?"

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She looked towards the place whence
the sound came, and saw a frog stretching
its thick, ugly head out of the water.
"Ah," she said, "is that you, old water-
puddler? I weep for my golden ball, which
has fallen into the water."
Stay," answered the frog; I may be
able to do something. But what will you
give me if I bring your plaything to you
again ?"
"Whatever you wish, dear frog," she
answered; "my clothes, my pearls, my
jewels, if only you bring me my golden
Your clothes, your pearls, your jewels,
even your crown," he said, "are nothing to
me; but if you will love me, and let me be
your companion and playmate; if I may sit


beside you at table, eat off your golden plate,
drink out of your silver cup, and sleep in
your little bed ;-if you promise all this,
I will go down, down to the bottom of
the fountain and bring up your golden
Oh yes," she said; I will promise all
this, if only you bring me my golden ball."
But she thought, It is nonsense that this
simple frog babbles. How could he, who
must sit and croak with his brother frogs
in the water, be the companion of a human
being ?"
The frog, when he had ended this con-
versation, had popped down his head, and
after some time he came up again, holding
the ball in his mouth, and threw it upon
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The princess was rejoiced to see it
again; she took it up and ran home.
"Stop, stop!" cried the frog,-" take
me with you; I cannot run so fast."
But he might croak, croak as loud as
he could, she would not listen, but only
ran the faster; and when she reached home
she soon forgot the poor frog, believing he
had gone down again into the fountain.
The next day, as she sat at table with
her father and his courtiers, eating out of
her golden plate, there came a strange
patter, patter up the marble staircase, and
a knocking at the door. Then a voice
King's daughter, youngest and fairest,
open to me."
She ran and looked out at the door, and


there sat the frog. Then hastily shutting
the door, she seated herself at the table in
great trouble.
The king saw that she was distressed,
and said,-
My child, what are you afraid of? Is
there a giant at the door come to fetch
you away ?"
"Ah no," she said, "it is no giant; it
is a hateful frog."
"What does the frog want with you ?"
"Ah, dear father," she said, "when I
sat and played with my golden ball beside
the fountain yesterday, it fell into the water;
and when I wept so much, this frog fetched
it up for me, and because he did so, I
promised he should be my companion.
But I never thought that he could come


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The frog that fished up the golden ball.

" Hop, hop, he came to the foot of her chair."


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out of the water. Now here he is, wishing
to come beside me."
Then he knocked again, and called,-

King's daughter, fairest and youngest,
Open the door;
Remember, remember
Your promise before:
King's daughter, fairest and youngest,
Open the door.

Then the king said, "What you have
promised you must do. Go and open
the door."
So she went and opened the door, and
the frog hopped in. Hop, hop he came
to the foot of her chair. There he stood
and called, Lift me tpllift me up! The
poor princess shuddered, but the king com-
manded her to do it. Once upon her


chair, the frog leapt upon the table, and
cried, "Now push your golden plate
nearer to me, that we may eat together."
This too she did, but one could see that
she ate no more. The frog ate heartily,
and then said,-
"Now I have satisfied myself, and I am
tired. Carry me up to your little chamber,
and lay me upon your white satin bed, to
sleep beside you.
Then the princess began to weep. She
feared the touch of the cold, damp frog,
and could not bear that he should sleep
in her pure white bed. But the king was
angry, and said,-
"A king's daughter must not break her
promises; and those who help us in our
time of need should not be despised."

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There knelt before her a prince.


She took him up between two fingers,
carried him upstairs, and laid him in a
corner of her room. But when she lay
down in her bed, he came croaking up,
"I am tired; I would sleep as well as
you. Lift me up, or I will go and tell
your father."
Then she was full of bitter rage, and
taking him up she flung him with all her
force against the stone wall.
There! now you will rest, you horrible,
hateful frog!" she cried. She looked,
expecting to see the poor shattered remains'ol
of the frog upon the floor, and instead there
stood before her a prince with beautiful
friendly eyes looking upon her. He told
her how a cruel ogre had bewitched him,


changing him into a frog, whom no one
had been able to bring above water until
the magic of her voice did. He quite
forgot how faithless and cruel she had been
to him when he was only her poor frog;
and now he went to the king, and claimed
her as his bride.
After their marriage there came a car-
riage drawn by six white horses, with
plumes of ostrich feathers on their heads,
and golden reins, to take the prince to his
own land. Behind the carriage there stood
a servant of the prince, called Heinrich.
The faithful Heinrich had been so -greatly
troubled when his master was changed into
a frog that he had three bars of iron fast-
ened round his heart lest it should break
with sorrow. Now, after he had closed

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princess, he sprang up behind full of joy
and thankfulness. When they had gone
a little way the prince heard a crack, as
if a spring had broken, and he called out,
" Heinrich, the springs of the carriage are
But Heinrich answered, "No, sire; it
is an iron belt around my heart that
Another time, and yet another, the
prince called out, "The carriage breaks."
And always the faithful Heinrich an-
It is an iron belt round my heart that
breaks because my heart is full of joy."
And this is the end of my story.

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O NCE upon a time there lived in a
cottage near the edge of a forest
a man with his wife and seven sons. The
man had once been a rich nobleman, but
gambling and drinking had brought him
to poverty, and now he was obliged to
cut fagots in order to procure food for his
family. One of the sons was very little
for his years. As he always danced about
so nimbly, he was named Hop," widened
to "Hop o' My Thumb," owing to his
small size. Nevertheless his small body
held a large heart; he was very loving
and kind, good-tempered, and wise beyond
his years.


One night, when the children were sup-
posed to be asleep, little Hop was wide
awake and listening to what his parents
were saying as they sat by the fireside.
The father was grieving at the hard times:
he was no longer able to get bread enough
for themselves and the children. He pro-
posed to take' the children in the morning
to the forest and leave them there. There
is no help for it," he said; I cannot bear
to look upon them starving at home."
There was no sleep for little Hop for
thinking of what he had heard. At break
of day he arose, left the house quietly, and
went to a certain brook, where he filled
his pockets with small white pebbles. Re-
turning home, he got quietly to bed again
before any were up. Soon, however, they
all got up, and after a scanty breakfast
they were ordered by the father to Come
along, and let us set to work !" On enter-


ing the forest, Hop fell behind the others,
and dropped a pebble here and there along
the path. For a while they all seemed
busy chopping the sticks and making them
into bundles. At length they were told
they might now have some fun, the father
bidding them form a ring by joining
hands, and dancing round, with their little
brother in the middle.
Getting tired of jingo-ring, the boys sat
down to rest, when they began to feel in
a sad case, as their father was nowhere to
be seen. But little Hop gladdened his
brothers by telling them to follow him and
he would take them out of the forest by
keeping in the track of the white pebbles.
When near home they met their father,
who pretended to be glad to see them
again, for he thought, "As easily done
another day."
The other day soon came round, which



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"Little Hop was wide awake and listening."


heard the father calling upon his boys to
get up. Poor little Hoppy, hurrying on
his clothes, was about to slip out to the
brook for more pebbles, when he was
caught by his father, who ordered him and
the others to be quick and follow him to
the forest, to which he took them by a
more roundabout way. On reaching a
thick part of the forest, the father, on some
pretence, again slipped away from his chil-
When night was coming on little Hop's
brave heart did not fail him. Climb-
ing to the top of a tall tree, he saw a
light a long way off. On they went in
the direction of the light, till they came to
a large castle, in a. window of which shone
the light Hop had seen. Going up to
a large door, they knocked at it with a
stone, as the knocker was far out of reach.
The great door was opened by a woman,


who in kind tones asked what they wanted.
Hop told her their story, asking her to
give them some food and a night's lodg-
ing. The woman shook her head.
"My poor boys," she said, "you could
not have come to a worse place. My hus-
band is an ogre, and if he were to find
you here he would eat you all up."
But Hop pleaded, "As we are all
hungry, will you kindly give us a little to
eat ?" At this appeal she took them in
and gave them some food, telling them to
eat it up quickly and be off before her
husband came home.
Presently a loud snorting noise was heard
outside. The ogre's wife started.
"There he is!" she cried, "and in an
angry mood too; I know by his snorting.
What is to be done ? Quick! all of you,
creep behind that box there!"
No sooner had they got behind the

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great box than the ogre stalked in, stamp-
ing and snorting.
"Wife, what have you for supper, eh ?"
-" I have a roasted sheep," she said.-
"Ah and what else ?" he asked; "for
I smell fresh meat."-" Well," said the
wife, "it is the calf I have just killed."
With these answers he seemed satisfied,
and sat down to supper. When he had
finished the sheep, he poured liquor from
a great bottle into a basin that might hold
a gallon, and drank it; after which the
sniffing began again. Rising up, he
roared, I know there is something else;
I smell fresh meat! Then he went
smelling about the room, till he came to
the large box behind which lay the terrified
Aha !" he roared, come out of there!"
The poor boys crept out and stood trem-
bling before him. "Aha!" cried the ogre,


"what have we here?" Stooping down
he lifted little trembling Hop between his
great finger and thumb.
Well, this is a rare, sweet morsel, to
be sure!" grinned the ogre; and he-was
about to pop the boy into his large mouth,
when, "What are you going to do?" came
from his wife; "you have had a good
supper. I am going to make these boys
into a pie for your dinner to-morrow."
The idea of the boys being made into
a pie seemed to please the ogre much.
The woman then beckoned them to a
closet, saying, "There, now! didn't I tell
you what you had to expect if you stayed ?
There, go to sleep." This was more easily
said than done, for sleep, in their sad case,
was entirely out of the question. So little
Hop began to contrive a means of escape.
The ogre's loud snoring was the signal to
leave the closet, and by the aid of the

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