Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 Puss in boots
 Snow-white and Rose-red
 The sleeping beauty in the...
 Tom Thumb
 Jack the giant-killer
 The three bears
 Little Red-Riding-Hood
 Cinderella; or, The little glass...
 The little brother and sister
 Blue Beard
 Hop-o'-my-thumb; or, The seven-leagued...
 The six swans
 The white cat
 Jack and the beanstalk
 Beauty and the beast
 The brave little tailor; or, "Seven...
 Little Snowdrop
 The frog-prince
 The fair one with golden locks
 Back Cover

Title: The old fairy tales
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Title: The old fairy tales
Uniform Title: Puss in Boots
Sleeping Beauty
Tom Thumb
Jack the Giant-Killer
Goldilocks and the three bears
Little Red Riding Hood
Rumpelstiltskin (Folk tale)
Jack and the beanstalk
Beauty and the beast
Snow White and the seven dwarfs
Physical Description: viii, 160 p. : ill. ; 17 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Mason, James ( Editor )
Cassell & Company
Belle Sauvage Works ( Printer )
Publisher: Cassell and Company, Limited
Place of Publication: London
Manufacturer: La Belle Sauvage
Publication Date: c1897
Subject: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Fairy tales -- 1897   ( rbgenr )
Fantasy literature -- 1897   ( rbgenr )
Children's stories -- 1897   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1897
Genre: Fairy tales   ( rbgenr )
Fantasy literature   ( rbgenr )
Children's stories
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
France -- Paris
Australia -- Melbourne
Statement of Responsibility: collected and edited by James Mason ; illustrated by F. Moyer Smith.
General Note: Date of publication from colophon: 3/97.
General Note: Inscription dated 1904.
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Title Page
        Page 3
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
    Table of Contents
        Page 7
        Page 8
    Puss in boots
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
    Snow-white and Rose-red
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
    The sleeping beauty in the wood
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
    Tom Thumb
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
        Page 36
        Page 37
    Jack the giant-killer
        Page 38
        Page 39
        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 45
        Page 46
        Page 47
        Page 48
    The three bears
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 53
    Little Red-Riding-Hood
        Page 54
        Page 55
        Page 56
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 59
        Page 60
    Cinderella; or, The little glass slipper
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
        Page 65
        Page 66
        Page 67
        Page 68
    The little brother and sister
        Page 69
        Page 70
        Page 71
        Page 72
        Page 73
        Page 74
        Page 75
        Page 76
    Blue Beard
        Page 77
        Page 78
        Page 79
        Page 80
        Page 81
        Page 82
    Hop-o'-my-thumb; or, The seven-leagued boots
        Page 83
        Page 84
        Page 85
        Page 86
        Page 87
        Page 88
        Page 89
        Page 90
        Page 91
    The six swans
        Page 92
        Page 93
        Page 94
        Page 95
        Page 96
        Page 97
        Page 98
        Page 99
        Page 100
        Page 101
        Page 102
        Page 103
        Page 104
    The white cat
        Page 105
        Page 106
        Page 107
        Page 108
        Page 109
        Page 110
        Page 111
        Page 112
    Jack and the beanstalk
        Page 113
        Page 114
        Page 115
        Page 116
        Page 117
        Page 118
        Page 119
        Page 120
    Beauty and the beast
        Page 121
        Page 122
        Page 123
        Page 124
        Page 125
        Page 126
        Page 127
        Page 128
        Page 129
        Page 130
    The brave little tailor; or, "Seven at a blow"
        Page 131
        Page 132
        Page 133
        Page 134
        Page 135
        Page 136
        Page 137
        Page 138
    Little Snowdrop
        Page 139
        Page 140
        Page 141
        Page 142
        Page 143
        Page 144
        Page 145
        Page 146
        Page 147
        Page 148
    The frog-prince
        Page 149
        Page 150
        Page 151
        Page 152
    The fair one with golden locks
        Page 153
        Page 154
        Page 155
        Page 156
        Page 157
        Page 158
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        Page 160
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
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October x885, 1887, 1888, 1889, 189r, 1896, 1897.


HE times of fairies and such like people now are
over. Fairies, and giants, and dwarfs have fled to
the stars-at least so they say-and have carried
with them all the invisible coats, and magic swords,
and flying ships that were upon earth, for these
things belonged to tliem alone. They have left us only the
remembrance of their being here, and many surprising stories
about the things they did whilst living among men.
In this book you will find the best of these fairy tales.
They are very old, as you may suppose, and have amused
boys and girls, and grown-up people too, for a longer time
than you can imagine. Your father and mother read them;
your grandfathers and grandmothers did the same, and
most of your ancestors probably knew them by heart.
Though they have often been published before, I hope
you will think this the best collection that ever was brought
out. The artist has drawn pictures for it with the greatest


care; and as for me, I have prepared it with as much pains
as if it were a history of England or a Chinese dictionary.
You will read all the -stories through; I am sure you
will. In them you will find a great deal to wonder at.
And you are also certain to observe-that much that hap-
pened in fairy-land is very like what happens every day in
the real world. You will see that appearances often were
deceitful, that strength and cleverness did not always go
together, that perseverance overcame difficulties, and that
the true way to get on was to do right. Thus you may
learn many useful lessons from these fairy stories, if you
only choose to look for them. Look, then, my dear Tom,
or Lucy, or whoever you are; for what is the use of
reading if we are not to profit by it I


Puss IN BOOTS ... ... ... .. .... 9

SNOW-WHITE AND ROSE-RED ... ... .. ... ... 16


TOM THUMB ... ... .. ... ... .. .. 30

JACK THE GIANT-KILLER ... ... .. ... ... .38

THE THREE BEARS ... .. ... .. .. ... .. 49

LITTLE RED-RIDING-HOOD ... ... ... ... .. 54



BLUE BEARD ... ... ... ..... ... ... 77


THB SIX SWANS .. ... ... ... 92

vin CoTrSrTS.

RUMPELSTILZCHEN ... ..... .. 100

THE WHITE CAT ... ... ... .. ... 105

JACK AND THE BEANSTALK .. ... ..1..... I13

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST ... ... .. .. .. 121


LITTLE SNOWDROP ... .. ... ... ... .. 139

THE FROG-PRINCE ... ... .. ... ... .. ... 149


The Old Fairy Tales.


H HERE was once a
miller, Who at his death
I/." had no other legacy to
leave to his three children
than his mill, his ass, and his
cat. The property was soon divided. The eldest son took the mill,
the second took the ass, and, as for the youngest, all that remained


for him was the cat. This share in his father's property did not
appear much worth, so the youngest sof began to grurible. "M1y'
brothers," said he, "will be able to earn an honest livelihood by
going into partnership; but when I have eaten my cat and sold his
skin, I shall be sure to die of hunger." \j
The cat, who was sitting beside him, chanced to overhear this.
He at once rose, and, looking at his master with a very grave
and wise air, said, Nay, don't take such a gloomy view of
things. Only give me a bag, and get me a pair of boots made, so
that I may stride through the bramble-bushes without hurting myself,
and you will soon see that I am worth'more than you imagine."
The cat's new master did not put much faith in these promises, but
he had seen him perform so many clever tricks in catching rats
and mice, that he did not quite despair of his helping him to better
his fortunes.
As soon as the cat got what he asked for, he drew on his boots
and slung the bag round his neck, taking hold of the two strings
with his fore-paws. He then set off for a warren plentifully stocked
with rabbits. When he got there, he filled his bag with bran and
lettuces, and stretched himself out beside it as stiff as if he had been
dead, and waited till some fine young rabbit, ignorant of the wicked-
ness and deceit of the world, should be tempted into the bag by the
prospect of a feast. This happened very soon. A fat, thoughtless
rabbit went in headlong, and the cat at once drew the strings and
strangled him without mercy. Puss, of course, was very proud of his
success; and he immediately went to the palace and asked to speak
to the king. He was shown into the king's cabinet, when he bowed
respectfully to his majesty, and said, "Sire, here is a magnificent
rabbit, from the warren of the Marquis of Carabas" (that was the
title the cat had taken it into his head to bestow upon his master),
" whiLb he desires me to present to your majesty."

Puss N Boors. sI

"Tell your master," said the king, "that I accept his present,
and am very much obliged to him."
A few days after, the cat went and hid himself in a corn-field, and
held his bag open as before. This time two splendid partridges were
lured into the trap, when he drew the strings and made them both
prisoners. He then went and presented them to the.king as he
had done, with the rabbit. The king received the partridges very
graciously; indeed, he was so pleased, that he ordered the messenger
of the Marquis of Carabas to be handsomely rewarded for his
For two or three months the cat went on in this way, carrying
game every now and then to the palace, and telling the king always
the same story, that he was indebted for it to the Marquis of
Carabas. At last the cat happened to hear that the king was going
to take a drive on the banks of the river, along with his daughter,
the most beautiful princess in the world. Puss went off to his
master. "Sir," said he, "if you will follow my advice your fortune is
made. You need only go and bathe in the river at a-place I shall
show you, and leave the rest to me."
"Very well," said the miller's son, and he did as the cat advised.
Just as he was bathing, the king went past. Then the cat began
to bawl out as loud as he could, Help! help! or the Marquis
of Carabas will be drowned !"
When he heard the cries, the king looked out of the carriage-
window. He saw the cat who had so frequently brought him rabbits
and partridges, and ordered his body-guards to fly at once to the
help of my Lord Marquis of Carabas.
Whilst the poor marquis was being fished out of the water, the
cat came up to the royal carriage and told his majesty that, as his
master was bathing, some robbers had stolen his clothes, although he
had cried out "Stop thief !" with all his might The king imme-


diately commanded the gentleman of his wardrobe to go and
fetch one of his most magnificent suits of clothes for the Marquis of
Carabas. The order was executed in a twinkling, and soon the
miller's son appeared splendidly attired before the king and the
princess. He was naturally a handsome young man, and in his gay
dress he looked so well that the king took him for a very fine
gentleman, and the princess was so struck with his appearance that
she at once fell over head and ears in love.
The king insisted on his getting into the carriage and taking a
drive with them. The cat, greatly pleased at the turn things
were taking, ran on before. He reached a meadow where some
peasants were mowing the grass. "Good people," said he, "if you
do not tell the king, when he comes this way, that the field you are
mowing belongs to the Marquis of Carabas, you shall all be chopped as
fine as mincemeat." The king did not fail to ask the mowers to
whom the meadow belonged. To the Marquis of Carabas, please
your majesty," said they, trembling, for the threat of the cat had
frightened them mightily. "Upon my word, marquis," said the
king, "this is fine land of yours." "Yes, sire," replied the miller's
son, "it is not a bad meadow, take it altogether." The cat, who
continued to run on before the carriage, now came up to some
reapers. He bounced in upon them, "I say, you reapers," cried he,
"see you tell the king that all this corn belongs to the Marquis of
Carabas, or you shall every one of you be chopped as fine as mince-
meat." The king passed by a moment after, and asked to whom
the corn-fields belonged. To the Marquis of Carabas, please your
majesty," said the reapers. "Really, dear marquis, I am pleased you
own so much land," remarked the king. And the cat kept still
running on before the carriage and repeating the same instructions
to all the labourers he came up to, so you may fancy how astonished
the king was at the vast possessions of the Marquis of Carabas.



A Ni T


At length the cat arrived at a great castle where an ogre lived, who
was immensely rich, for all the lands the king had been riding
through were a portion of his estate. He knocked at the big gate,
and sent in a message to the ogre, asking leave to pay his respects
to him. The ogre received him as civilly as an ogre could possibly
do, and bade him rest himself. "You are very kind," said the cat,
and he took a chair; I have heard Mr. Ogre," he went on to say,
"that, you have the power of changing yourself into all sorts ot
animals, such, for instance, as a lion or an elephant."
"So I have," replied the ogre, rather abruptly, "and to prove it,
you will see me become a lion." And, in a moment, there stood the
lion. The cat was seized with such a fright, that he jumped off his
seat, made for the window, and clambered up to the roof. After
a time, he saw the ogre return to his natural shape, so he came
down again, and confessed that he had been very much fright-
ened. "But, Mr. Ogre," said he, "it may be easy for such- a
big gentleman as you to change yourself into a large animal; I do
not suppose you can become a small one-say a rat or a mouse."
"Impossible indeed !" said the ogre, quite indignantly, "you shall
see!" and immediately he took the shape of a mouse and began
frisking about on the floor, when the cat pounced upon him and ate
him up in a moment.
By this time the king had reached the gates of the ogre's castle,
and it looked so grand that he expressed a-strong wish to enter it.
The cat heard the rumbling of the carriage across the drawbridge,
so he ran out in a great hurry, and stood on the marble steps, and
cried, "Welcome to the castle of the Marquis of Carabas!"
The marquis handed out the princess, and, following the king,
they entered a great hall, where a magnificent feast was laid
but, which had been prepared for some of the ogre's friends. They
sat down to eat: and now we come to the end of our story. The-


king was delighted with the good qualities of the Marquis of
Carabas. So his majesty, after drinking five or six glasses of wine,
looked across the table, and said, It rests with you, marquis, whether
you will become my son-in-law." The marquis replied that he should
only be too happy ; and the very next day the princess and he were
As for the cat, he became a great lord, and ever alter only
hunted mice for his own amusement

,,... A- ,
,'YA I


SHERE was once a poor widow, who lived in a little
cottage, and in front of the cottage was a garden, where
stood two little rose-trees; one bore white roses and the
Other red. The widow had two daughters, who were like the
Stwo rose-trees; one was called Snow-white, and the other was
called Rose-red. They were two of the best children that
ever lived; but Snow-white was more quiet and gentle than Rose-red.
And they loved each other dearly.


Snow-white and Rose-red kept their mother's cottage so clean,
that it was a pleasure to see it. In the summer, Rose-red looked
after the house, and every morning she gathered a nosegay for
her mother; and in the nosegay she put a rose off each tree. In
winter, Snow-white lighted the fire and hung the kettle on the hook
and when it was evening, and the snow was falling, the mother
said, "Snow-white, go and bolt the door !" and then the two little
girls sat down on the hearth, and the mother took her spectacles, and
read aloud out of a great book, and Snow-white and Rose-red spun.
Near them lay a lamb on the floor, and behind them, on a perch, a
white dove sat with its head under its wing.
One evening, as they were sitting thus together, they heard a loud
knocking. The mother said, "Quick, Rose-red, open the door!
perhaps it is a traveller looking for shelter." Rose-red went and
pushed the bolt back, thinking to see some poor man, but there stood
a bear, and he poked in his thick black head. Rose-red gave a little
scream, the little lamb bleated, the little dove fluttered about, arid
Snow-white hid herself behind her mother's bed. But the bear began
to speak, and said, Don't be afraid; I will do you no harm; I am
half frozen, and only want to warm myself a little." "Poor'bear!"
said the mother, "lie down before the fire, only take care not to
bur your fur." Then she called out, Come here, Snow-white and
Rose-red; the bear will not hurt you; he seems a gentle bear." The1
both approached, and soon they and the lamb and the dove cease
to be afraid; indeed, they.all became quite friendly, and the children
* played tricks with the bear. They pulled his fur, set their feet on his
back, and rolled him here and there, or took a hazel-rod and beat him,
and when he growled, they laughed. The bear was very much pleased
with this frolic,-only, when they became too mischievous, he called out,
"Little Snow-white and little Rose-red.
Don't be so rough or soon I'll be dead."


When bed-time came, the mother said to. the bear, "You can
just lie there on the hearth, and you will be sheltered from the bad
weather." At daybreak, the two children led him out, and he
trotted over the snow into the wood. The bear came every evening
afterwards, at the same hour; and the two girls became so used to
him, that the door was never bolted until the black bear had arrived.
At last it was spring, and everything out of doors was green. The
bear then said one morning_ to Snow-white, "Now I must go away,
and may not come again the whole summer." "Where are you going,
dear Bear?" asked Snow-white. "Into the wood to guard my
treasures from the bad dwarfs. In winter, when the ground is hard,
they have to keep in their holes, and cannot work their way through;
but now that the sun has thawed and warmed-the earth, they come
out and steal all they can." Snow-white was quite sad at his going
away. As she opened the door for him, and the bear ran out, the
hook of the door caught him, and a piece of his skin was torn off:
it seemed to Snow-white as if, through the hole in his coat, she saw
the glittering of gold, but she was not sure. The bear ran quickly
away, and soon was out of sight behind the trees.
Some time after, the mor;er sent the children into the wood to
gather sticks. Within the wood they found a large tree which had
been blown over, and lay on the grass, and beside the trunk some-
thing was jumping up and down. At first they could not make out
what it was. When they came nearer, they saw it was a dwarf,
with an old withered face, and a beard as white as snow and about a
yard long. The end of the beard was stuck fast in a cleft in the tree,
and the little fellow was jumping about like a dog tied to a chain,
and he did not know how to get free. He glared at the girls with
his red fiery eyes, and screamed out, "Why are you standing there
like a couple of posts ? Can't you come and help me ?" What is
the matter with you, little man ?" asked Rose-red. "Stupid little





goose !" answered the dwarf; "I wanted to chop the tree, so as to
have some small pieces of wood for the kitchen, and had driven the
wedge well in, and all was going smoothly, when out sprang the wedge
and the tree closed up so quickly that I could not pull my beautiful
beard out: now here it sticks, and I can't get away. There, don't
laugh, you foolish milk-faced things. Can't 'you make yourselves of
use?" The children did their best, but they could not pull the beard
out; it stuck too fast. I shall run and fetch help !" cried Rose-red.
"You great sheep's head!" snarled the dwarf, "what do you want
to call more people for ? you are two too many for me already. Can't
you think of anything else ?" "Don't be impatient," said Snow-white,
" I have thought of something." She took her little scissors out of
her pocket, and cut the end of the beard of. As soon as the dwarf
was free, he snatched up a sack filled with gold that was sticking
between the roots of the tree, and threw it over his shoulder, growling
and crying, "You stupid people, to cut a piece off my beautiful
beard r bad luck to you !" and he marched off without once looking
at the children.
Some time afterwards, Snow-white and Rose-red went to fish. As
they came to the pond they saw something like a great grasshopper
jumping about on the bank, as if it were going to spring into the
water. They ran up, and saw that it was the dwarf. What are you
after?" asked Rose-red. "You don't want to go into the water!"
" I am not quite such a fool as that !" cried the dwarf. Don't you
see a fish wants to pull me in ?" The little man had been sitting
there fishing, and unfortunately the wind had entangled the line with
his beard. So when a great fish bit at his hook, the weak creature
could not pull him out, and the fish was pulling the dwarf into the
water. He caught hold of all the reeds and rushes, but that did not
help him much. The fish pulled him wherever it liked, and he must
have soon been drawn into the pond. The girls came just at the right


moment: they held him fast, and tried to get his beard loose from the
line, but both were too closely entangled for that. There was nothing
for it but to pull out the scissors and cut off another piece of the
beard. When the dwarf saw that, he cried out, You silly geese I
what need is there to disfigure one's face so ? You cut my beard
once before, and nothing will please you but you must cut it again.
I dare not be seen by ray people. I wish you had run the soles of
your feet off before you came here." He then took up a sack of
pearls that lay among the rushes, and disappeared behind a stone.
Soon after, the mother sent the two girls to the next town to
buy thread, needles and pins, lace and ribbons. The road passed
over a heath, on which great masses of rock lay scattered about.
There they saw a large bird in the air, and it settled down by a
rock not far distant. Immediately they heard a piercing shriek.
They ran up, and saw with horror that the eagle had caught
their old acquaintance the dwarf, and was trying to carry him off.
The compassionate children instantly seized hold of the little man,
and held him, and-the eagle at last let go his prey. As soon as the
dwarf had recovered from his fright, he cried out in his shrill voice,
"Could you not-have held me more gently? You have torn my fine
brown coat all to tatters, awkward clumsy rubbish that you are !"
Then he took up a sack of precious stones, and slipped away be-
hind the rock into his den. Snow-white and Rose-red, who were
used to his ingratitude, went on their way, and bought what their
mother wanted in the town. As they were returning home over the
same heath, they surprised the dwarf, who had emptied his sack of
precious stones on a little clean place, thinking that no one was likely
to come that way. The sun shone on the glittering stones; and
they looked so beautiful that the children could not help standing
still to admire them. "What are you standing there gaping for?"
cried the dwarf, his face turning red with rage. With these cross


words he was going away, when a loud roaring was heard, and
a black bear trotted out of the wood towards them. The dwarf
sprang up, terrified, but he could not get to his den in time.
The bear overtook him. Then he called out, "Dear Mr. Bear,
spare me, and I will give you all my treasures! Give me my life I
for what do you want with a poor thin little fellow like me? You
would scarcely feel me between your teeth. Rather take those two
wicked girls; they will be nice morsels for you, as fat as young
quails: eat them, but spare me !" The bear never troubled himself
to answer. He gave the malicious creature a single stroke with
his paw, and he never moved again. The girls had run away, but
the bear called after them, "Snow-white and Rose-red, don't be
afraid; wait a minute, and I will go with you." They knew the voice
of-their old friend, and stood still. The bear came up to them, and
off fell his skin, and he stood up before them a handsome young man,
dressed all in gold. "I am a king's son," said he; "I was changed
into a wild bear by the wicked dwarf, who had stolen all my trea-
sures, and was forced to run about in the wood till I should be
released by his death. Now he has received his well-deserved punish-
ment." They all went home together to the widow's cottage, and Snow-
white was married to the prince, and Rose-red to his brother. And
they divided among them the great treasures which the dwarf had
amassed. The old mother lived for many years happily with her
children; and when she left her cottage for the palace, she took the
two rose-trees with her, and they were planted before her window, and
bore every year the most beautiful white and red roses.



time ago
there lived a
king and queen,
who were very
sad because they
"M M t~llMI__WIM 'had no children.
______ ""'.At last the queen
had a little daughter, and the king was so delighted that he gave a
grand christening feast; it was so grand that the like of it was never
known. HIe invited all the fairies in the land-there were seven of
them--to stand godmothers to the little princess, hoping that each
would bestow upon her some good gift, as used to be the custom of
fairies in those days.
After the ceremony, all the guests went back to the palace, where
there was set before each fairy godmother a magnificent gold-covered


dish, with an embroidered table-napkin, and a knife and fork of pure
gold, all covered over with diamonds and rubies. But, alas as they
sat down at table, in came an old fairy who .had never been invited,
because, fifty years before, she had left
the king's dominions, and had never
since been heard of. The king was
much put out when he saw her. At
once he ordered a cover to be placed
for her, but, unluckily, it was only of
common earthenware, for he had or-
dered Trom his jeweller just seven
Sold dishes for the seven fairies who
had been asked to the christening.
The elder fairy felt herself slighted,
and muttered angry threats between
her teeth. These were overheard by
one of the younger fairies, who hap-
pened to sit next her. This good
godmother, afraid of harm coming to
the pretty child, ran and hid herself
behind the tapestry in the hall. She did this in order that she
might speak last; so that if the spiteful fairy gave any ill gift to the
child, she might be able to counteract it.
The six now gave their good gifts, ani they were the best that
could be thought of. Then the old fai:y's turn came. Shaking her
head spitefully, she said that when the child grew up to be a young
lady, she would prick her hand with a spindle and die of the wound.
When they heard this all shuddered, and some began to weep. As for
the king and queen, they were almost out of their wits with grief. And
now the wise young fairy appeared-from behind the tapestry, and said,
cheerfully, "You may keep up your spirits; the princess will not die.


I have not the power to undo completely the mischief worked by an
older fairy; I cannot prevent the princess pricking her finger: but,
instead of dying, she will only fall into a sleep, that will last a
-hundred years. At the end of that time, a king's son will come and
waken her, and the two will be married and live happily ever after."
Immediately all the fairies vanished.
The king, in the hope of preventing the threatened misfortune,
issued an edict, forbidding all persons to spin. But it was in vain.
One day, when she was just fifteen years of age, the king and queen
left the princess alone in one of their palaces. She was wandering
about when she came to a ruined tower; she climbed to the top, and
there found an old woman-so deaf that she had never heard of the
king's edict-and she was busy spinning with a distaff. "What are
you doing, good old woman ?" cried the princess in her ear. "I am
spinning, my pretty child." Oh, what fun that must be Let me
try if I can spin too." She had no sooner taken up the spindle
than she handled it so carelessly that the point pricked her finger.
She fainted away at once, and dropped down silently on the floor.
The poor frightened old woman cried," Help, help !" and soon the
ladies-in-waiting came to see what was the matter. They tried every
means to restore their young mistress, but nothing would do. She lay
with the colour still in her face and her breath going and coming
softly, but her eyes were fast closed. When the king and queen
came home, and saw her sleeping so, they knew regret was idle-
all had come about just as the cruel fairy had said. But they also
knew that their daughter was not sleeping for ever; they knew
that she would waken after a hundred years, though it was not
likely either of them would be living then to see her. Until
that happy hour should arrive, they. determined to leave her in
Tepose; so they laid the sweet princess on the handsomest em-
broidered bed in the handsomest room in the handsomest of ali


their palaces. There she slept, and looked for all the world like a
sleeping angel.
When this accident happened, the good young fairy who had saved
the princess by changing her sleep of death into a sleep of a hundred
years was twelve thousand miles away. But she knew everything,
and soon arrived in a chariot of fire drawn by dragons. The king
went to the door of his palace, looking very sad, and gave her his
hand to alight The fairy condoled with him, and approved of all
that he had done. Then, as she was a very sensible and prudent
fairy, she suggested that the princess, when she awoke, might be a
good deal put about-especially with a young prince by her side-at
finding herself alone in a large palace. So, without asking any one's
leave, she took her magic wand and touched everybody in the palace,
except the king and queen. She ended with touching the little fat
lap-dog, who had laid himself down beside his mistress on her
splendid bed. He and all the rest fell asleep in a moment. The
very spits that were before the kitchen fire ceased turning, and the
fire went out, and every thing became as silent as if it were the-
middle of the night. The king and queen, having kissed their
sleeping daughter, left the palace, and in a quarter of an hour there
sprang up about it a great wood, so thick and thorny that neither
beasts nor men could go through it Above this dense forest could
only be seen the top of the high tower where the lovely princess slept.
A great many changes happened in the hundred years. The king
and the queen died, and the throne passed to another royal family, and
the story of the poor princess was almost quite forgotten. When the
hundred years were at an end, the son of the reigning king was one
day out hunting. He was stopped in the chase by the thick wood,
and asked what wood it was, and what the tower was that he saw
above the tops of the trees. At first no one could answer him, but
an old peasant was found, who said that his father had been told by



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his grandfather that in this tower was a beautiful princess, who was
doomed to sleep there for a hundred years, till awakened by a king's
son, whose bride she was destined to become. When he heard this,
the young prince determined to find out the truth for himself. He
leaped from his horse, and began to force his way through the wood.
Wonderful to relate, the stiff branches and the thorns and the
brambles all gave way to let.him pass; and when he had passed
they closed behind, allowing none of those with him to follow. The
prince went boldly on alone. The first thing he saw was enough to
frighten any one.. Bodies of men and horses lay stretched on the
ground, and the silence was truly awful. Soon, however, he noticed
that the men's faces were not as white as death, but had the colour of
health, and that beside them were .glasses half-filled with wine, showing
that they had gone to sleep drinking. He passed then through a large
court, paved with marble, where rows of guards stood presenting arms,
but they were as still as if cut out of stone; then he passed through
many rooms, where gentlemen and ladies, all in old-fashioned dresses,
were sound asleep, some standing, some sitting.- At last the as-
tonished prince came to an inner room, and there was the fairest sight
he ever saw. A beautiful girl lay asleep on an embroidered bed, and
she looked as if she had only just closed her eyes. The prince went
up to her and knelt down beside her, and I am not sure but he kissed
the lovely princess. The end of the enchantment had now come; the
princess wakened at once, and, looking at him with the sweetest look,
said, Is it you, my prince ? What a long time I have waited for you !"
Charmed with these words, and still more with the way in which
they were said, the prince told her that he loved her already more
than his life. "And I love you quite as much," said she. "How
often have I dreamed about you during the last hundred years." For
a long time they sat talking, and it seemed as if they never could have
said enough.


In the meantime all the attendants, whose enchantment was also
broken, not being in love like their mistress, felt very hungry. The
lady-in-waiting, out of all patience, ventured to tell the princess that
dinner was served. Then the prince handed his beloved princess to
the great hall. She did not wait to dress for dinner, being already
perfectly and magnificently attired. Her lover had the politeness not
to notice that her dress was so long behind the age that she appeared
exactly like a portrait he had seen of his own grandmother. What
did it matter ?-she was so beautiful. During dinner there was a
Concert by the attendant musicians, and, though they had not played
for a century, their music was exceedingly good. They ended with
a wedding march, for that very evening the prince and princess
were married. The bride, of course, was nearly a hundred years
older than the bridegroom, but she looked really quite as young.
The prince carried the princess to court, and in time the two ascended
the throne, and they lived so long and happily together, that we may
wish all people were like them.


H ONG ago, in the days of King Arthur, there lived a
great enchanter called Merlin. He was one day
on a long journey, when, feeling tired, he stopped
to ask for rest and refreshment at the cottage of an honest ploughman.
As he sat eating, Merlin noticed that the ploughman and his wife had
the most woe-begone look imaginable. He could not help wondering
at this, and asked them to tell him the reason of their sadness. The
honest couple then said that their trouble arose from having no
children. I would be the happiest creature in the world," exclaimed



the poor woman, "if I had but a son; though he were no bigger
than his father's thumb." Merlin laughed to himself at the thought
of a boy no bigger than a man's thumb, and as soon as he had
returned home he sent for the Queen of the Fairies, and told her
what would please the ploughman and his wife. I'll grant their
wishes," said the Queen of the Fairies. Accordingly, the ploughman's
wife had a son, who, in the space of a few minutes, grew to be as
tall as his father's thumb. The Queen of the Fairies came to see
the new-born infant, and gave him the name of Tom Thumb, and
summoned several fairies to dress her new favourite.

An oak-leaf hat he had for his crown,
His shirt it was by spiders spun ;
With doublet wove of thistle down,
His trousers up with points were done.
His stockings, of apple-rind, they tie
With eye-lash plucked from his mother's eye f
His shoes were made of a mouse's skin,
Nicely tanned, with hair within.
Tom never grew any bigger than his father's thumb, but what he
lacked in size he made up in cunning. Through this he occasionally
got into scrapes, by trying to cheat his playfellows. Thus, when he
was old enough to play with other boys for cherry-stones, and had lost
all his own, he used to creep into his playmates' bags, fill his pockets,
and come out again to begin another game. But one day, just as
he was coming stealthily out of a bag, the owner chanced to see him.
"Ah, ah, my little Tom Thumb !" cried the boy; "so I have caught
you at your tricks at last 1 Now I will give you something to thieve
for !" So saying he tightened the string round his neck, and gave the
bag a good shaking. Soon the crestfallen little fellow begged for
mercy, and promised he would never do such things any more.
Soon afterwards, Tom's mother was making a batter-pudding. He


climbed to the edge of the bowl, when his foot slipped, and he fell
over head and ears into the batter. His mother never noticed him,
but stirred him into -the pudding, and popped it into the pot to boil.
When the water began to grow hot, Tom kicked and plunged, and his
mother, seeing the pudding jump up and down in so extraordinary
a manner, made up her mind it was bewitched; and as a tinker
happened to pass by just then, she was glad to get rid of the pudding
by giving it to him. The tinker put it into his wallet and trudged on.
As soon as Tom got the batter out of his mouth, he began to cry aloud,
which so frightened the poor tinker, that he flung the pudding over the
hedge and ran away as fast as his legs could carry him. The pudding
was broken by the fall, which set Tom free; he walked home then to
his mother, who kissed him and put him to bed.
Another time Tom accompanied his mother when she went to
milk the cow, and, as it was very windy, she tied him to a thistle, lest
he should be blown away. The cow took a fancy to his oak-leaf hat,
and picked him and the thistle up at one mouthful. Tom was
dreadfully afraid, and roared out, Mother mother !" as loud as he
could bawl. "Where are you, my dear Tommy ?" "Here, mother;
here, in the red cow's mouth !" The mother fell to weeping and
wringing her hands; and the cow, hearing such strange noises in her.
throat, opened her mouth and dropped him on the grass. His mother
hastily picked him up, and ran home with her darling.
In order to please Tom with the idea that he was now big enough
to be useful, his father made him a whip of barley-straw to drive the
cattle with. One day, on following them to the field, he slipped into a
deep furrow. A raven picked up the barley-straw, with poor little Tom
into the bargain, and flew with him to the top of a giant's castle, by
the sea-side, and there left him. Shortly after, old Grumbo, the giant,
coming to take a walk on his terrace, swallowed Tom like a pill,
clothes and all. You may imagine how uncomfortable he made the

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giant feel accordingly, it was not long before he threw him lip into
the sea. There a great fish swallowed him. The fish, however, was
soon after caught, and sent as a present to King Arthur, and when it
was cut open everybody was delighted at the sight of Tom Thumb.
The king made him his dwarf, and he soon gained the favour of the
whole court. The king sometimes asked Tom about his family; and
when he learned that his little dwarf's parents were very poor people,
he took Tom into his treasury and told him he might pay them a
visit, and take with him as much money as he could carry. Tom
tl mn procured a little purse, and filling it with a threepenny-piece, he
hoisted it with much difficulty on his back, and after travelling two
days and two nights reached his father's cottage almost fainting with
fatigue. Both his parents were overjoyed to see him, especially as
he brought so large a sum of money. He was placed in a walnut-
shell~by the fire-side, and they feasted him for three days on a hazel-
nut, which made him ill-for a whole nut usually lasted him for a
month. When he got quite well, Tom thought it was time to return
to court, so his mother took him up and with one puff blew him into
King Arthur', palace. Tom now again became the delight of the
king and queen and nobles, but he exerted himself so much at tilts
and tournaments, for their amusement, that he fell sick, and it was
thought he would die. But his kind friend the Queen of the Fairies
had not forgotten him. She carried him off to Fairyland, and kept
him there till he was completely restored to health; then she ordered
a fair wind and blew him back to the court of King Arthur. Unfor-
tunately, instead of alighting in the palace-yard, as the Fairy Queen
had intended, poor Tom Thumb was pitched right into the king's
bowl of fermenty-a dish King Arthur dearly loved-which the cook
happened to be carrying across the court at that very moment. 'Down
went the bowl, and all the hot liquor was splashed into the cook's
eyes. Now the cook was a red-faced cross fellow. He complained


bitterly of Tom to the king, and swore he had played this prank out
of mischief. So poor Tom was taken up, tried, and sentenced to
be beheaded. Whilst this dreadful sentence was being pronounced,
a miller was standing by with his mouth wide open. Tom made a
desperate spring, and jumped down his throat, unnoticed by all, even
by, the miller himself. The culprit being now lost, the court broke up,
and away went the miller back to his mill. But hL did not long
remain at rest, for Tom made such a riot that the miller thought
himself bewitched, and sent for a doctor. When he came, Tom began
to dance and sing, which so alarmed the doctor that he sent for five
other doctors and twenty learned men. These all began to discuss the
symptoms at such length that the miller could not keep from yawning,
and, when he did that, Tom Thumb made a somersault and alighted on
his feet in the middle of the table. The miller, in a rage at having been
tormented by such a little creature, caught hold of poor Tom and
threw him into the river. A salmon was swimming by and it snapped
him up. Luckily the salmon was soon caught, and was sold in the
market to the steward of a-lord's household. The lord sent it as a
present to the king, who ordered it to be dressed for dinner. When
the cook cut it open, he found his old enemy Tom, and ran with him
at once to the king. The king, however, was busy with state affairs,
and ordered him to be brought another day; so the cook shut him
up in a mouse-trap, where he lay in prison a whole week. At the end
of that time the king sent for him, pardoned him for overturning the
fermenty, ordered him a new suit of clothes, and knighted him.
His shirt was made of butterflies' wings,
His boots were made of chicken skins;
His coat and breeches were made with pride;
A tailor's needle hung by his side;
A mouse for a horse he used to ride.
Thus dressed and mounted, he often went a-hunting with the king
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and his nobles. But one day, when passing by a farm-house, he had
an adventure with a cat, which tried to devour his steed. Tom came
off badly scratched, and with his clothes nearly torn off his back by the
cruel cat's claws. The Queen of the Fairies soon came again and
took him away to Fairyland, where she kept him for some years.
When he returned to earth, people flocked far and near to look at
him, and he was carried before King Thunstone, who had succeeded
to the throne of King Arthur. The king asked him who he was,
whence he came, and where he lived. Tom answered:--

My name is Tom Thumb,
From the fairies I come;
When King Arthur shone
This court was my home;
In me he delighted,
By him I was knighted.
Did you never hear of
Sir Thomas Thumb?"

The king was so pleased with this speech that he ordered a little
chair to be made for Tom Thumb to sit in at his table, and also a
palace of gold, a span high, for him to.live in. He gave him a coach
besides, drawn by six small mice. But at this last present the queen
was angry; she thought she should have had a new coach too. She
determined to ruin Tom, and made up a story about his having'
behaved very rudely to her. The king then sent for him in a great
rage, but Tom, to escape his fury, crept into an empty snail-shell, and
lay there till he was nearly starved. At last he ventured to peep out,
and seeing a butterfly settle on the ground he mounted it. The
butterfly fluttered away through the air, bearing him from flower to
flower, till where did it alight hut in the king's court The king
and queen and nobles all tried, but in vain, to catch the butterfly.
At length poor Tom, having neither bridle nor saddle, slipped,


from his seat and fell into a watering-pot, where he was nearly
drowned. The queen, who had as great a spite at him as ever, was
bent on having him guillotined, and whilst the guillotine was being
made ready he was once more imprisoned in a mouse-trap. Here a
cat chanced to see him, and mistaking him for a mouse, knocked
the trap about till it broke, and Tom was set at liberty. But Tom's
days were numbered, for, not long after, a spider, taking him for a fly,
made at him. Tom drew his sword and made a valiant resistance,
but the spider's poisonous breath overcame him :-
He fell dead on the ground where late he had stood,
And the spider sucked up the last drop of his blood.

He was buried under a rose-bush, and a marble monument was
set up over his grave, with the following epitaph:-
Here lies Tom Thumb, King Arthur's knight,
Whp died by spider's cruel bite.
He was well known in Arthur's court,
Where he afforded gallant sport.
He rcde at tilt and tournament,
And on a mouse a-hunting went ;
Alive he filled the Court with mirth,
His,death to sorrow soon gave birth;
Wipe, wipe your eyes, and shake your hrad,
And cry Alas I Tom Thumb is dead I ",

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N the reign of the famous King Arthur, there lived, in the
county of Cornwall, a worthy farmer, who had an only
son named Jack, and Jack was strong, and bold, and cun-
ning. In those days there lived a huge giant in a gloomy
cavern on 4. Michaels Mount. The coast of Cornwall had
ieen greatly hurt by his thefts, when Jack boldly resolved to
destroy him. He took a horn, a shovel, a pickaxe, and a dark
lanpn4nd, early in a long winter's evening, he swam to the Mount.

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There he fell to work at once, and before morning had dug a pit
twenty-two feet deep, and almost as many broad. He covered it
over with sticks and straw, and strewed some earth on the top, to
make it look like solid ground. I'e then blew his horn so loudly
that the giant awoke, and came out roaring like thunder: "You
saucy- villain, you shall pay dearly for breaking my ;est; I will broil
you for my breakfast." He had scarcely spoken these words, when
he tumbled headlong into the pit. Oh ho, Mr. Giant!" said Jack,
"how is your appetite now? Will nothing serve you for breakfast but
broiling poor Jack ?" The giant now tried to rise, but. Jack struck
him a blow on the crown of the head with his pickaxe, which killed
him at once. When the Justices of Cornwall heard of this valiant
action, they sent or Jack, ald declared that he should always be
called Jack the Giant-l.ller; and they also gave him a sword and
belt, upon which was written i letters of gold :-
This is the valiant Cornishman
Who slew the giant Cormotan."
The news of Jack's exploits soon spread over the western parts of
England; and another giant, called Old Blunderbore, vowed*to- hav
revenge on Jack. This giant kept an enchanted castle in the midst
of a lonely wood. About four months after the death of Cormoran,
*as Jack was taking a journey into Wales, he pa*ed through this wood;
and, as he was very weary, he sat down to rest 'y the side of a
pleasant fountain, and there he fell asleep. The giant came to the
fountain for water just at this time, and found Jack there; and as the
S'lines on Jack's belt showed who he was, the giant lifted him up, and
laid him gently upon his shoulder, to carry him to his castle; but,
as he passed through the thicket, the rfstting of the leaves wakened
Jack, and he was sadly afraid when he found himself in the clutches.
of Blunderbore. When they reached the castle, the giant took him
into a large room, and there he left him while he went to fetch


another giant, who lived in the same wood, to enjoy a dinner off
Jack's flesh with him. Whilst he was away Jack heard dreadful 3hrieks,
groans, and cries from many parts of the castle, and soon after he
heard a mournful voice repeat these lines:-
"Haste, valiant stranger, haste away,
Lest you become the giant's prey.
On his return he'll bring another,
Still more savage than his brother;
A horrid cruel monster, who,
Before he kills, will-torture you."
'Looking out of the window, which was right over the door of
the castle, our terrified Jack saw the two giants coming along arm in
arm. "Now," thought he, either my death or frFedom is at hand."
There were two strong cords in the room. He made a large noose
with a slip-knot at the ends of both of these, and, as the giants were
coming througlf the gates he threw the ropes over their heads. He
then made the other ends fast to a beam in the ceiling, and pulled
with all his might, till he had almost strangled them. When he saw
that they were both quite black in the face, and had not the least
strength left, he drew his sword and slid down the ropes, and killed
them. Jack next took a great bunch of keys from the pocket of
Blunderbore, and went into the castle again. He made a strict
search through all the rooms, and in them found three ladies almost
starved to death. They told him that their husbands had been killed
by the giants, who had then condeffned them to starvation. Ladies,"
said Jack, "I give you this castle and all the riches it contains, to
make you some amends for the dreadful pains you have felt." He
then politely gave them the keys, and went farther on his journey.
As Jack had not taken any of the giant's riches for himself, and
had very little money of his own, he thought it best to travel as fast
as he could. At length he lost his way, but after wandering about


for a while, he succeeded in finding a large and handsome house.
He went up to it and knocked loudly at the gate; when, to his
great terror, there came forth a monstrous giant, with two heads.
He spoke to Jack very civilly, for he was a Welsh giant, and all the
mischief he did was by private and secret malice, under the show of
friendship and kindness. Jack told him that he was a traveller, who
had lost his way, on which the huge monster made him welcome,
and led him into a room where there was a good bed, in which to
pass the night. Jack took off his clothes quickly, but he could not
sleep. Soon he heard the giant walking backwards and forwards
in the next room, and saying to himself:-
Though here you lodge with me this night,
You shall not see the morning light;
My club shall dash your brains out quite."
"Say you so?" thought Jack. "Are these your tricks upon
travellers ? but I hope to prove as cunning as you." Then, getting
out of bed, he took a large thick billet of wood, and laid it in his
own place in the bed, and hid himself in a dark corner of the
room. In the middle of the night, the giant came with his
great club, and struck many heavy blows on the bed, and then he
went off, thinking he had broken all Jack's bones. Early the next
morning, Jack put a bold face upon the matter, and went to thank
the giant for his lodging. The giant started, and began to stammer
out, "Oh, dear me is it you ? pray, how did you sleep last night ?
Did you hear or see anything in the dead of the night ? Nothing
worth speaking of," said Jack, carelessly; "a rat, I believe, gave me
three or four slaps with his tail, but that was all." The giant said
nothing, but went to bring two great bowls of hasty pudding for their
breakfast. Jack wished to make the giant believe that he could eat
as much as- himself, so he contrived to button a leather bag inside
his coat, and slipped the hasty pudding into this bag; while he seemed


to put it into his mouth. When breakfast was over, he said to the
giant, Now I will show you a fine trick; I can cure all wounds
with a touch; you shall see an example." He then took hold of the
knife, ripped up the leather bag, and all the hasty pudding tumbled
out upon the floor. Ods splutter hur nails !" cried the Welsh giant,
who was ashamed to be outdone by such a little fellow, hur can do
that hurself." So he snatched up the knife, plunged it into his stomach,
and in a moment dropped down dead.
Jack went farther on his journey, and in a few days he met with
King Arthur's only son, who had got his father's leave to travel into
Wales to deliver a beautiful lady from the power of a wicked
magician. Our Jack attached himself to the prince, and soon
after it happened that, being very generous, the prince found
himself without money. He had given his last penny to an old
woman. Night now came on, and the prince began to grow
uneasy at thinking where they should lodge. "Sir," said Jack, "be
of good heart; two miles farther there lives a great giant, whom I
know well; he has three heads, and will fight five hundred men, and
make them fly before him. Leave me to manage him, and wait here
in quiet till I return." The prince stayed .behind, while Jack rode
on at full speed; and when he came to the gates of the castle,
he gave a loud knock. The giant, with a voice like thunder, roared
out, "Who is there?" Jack made answer, and said, "No one but
your poor cousin Jack." "Well," said the giant, "what news, Cousin
Jack?" "Dear uncle," said Jack, "I have heavy news. Here is
the king's son coming with two thousand met to kill you." Oh,
Cousin Jack !" said the giant, this is heavy news indeed! But, I
have a large cellar underground, vhere I will hide myself, and -you
shall lock, bolt, and bar me in till the king's son is gone." Now,
when Jack had barred the giant fast in the vault, he went back and
fetched the prince, and they feasted and spent that night very




pleasantly in the castle. Early in the morning, Jack gave the king's
son gold and silver out of the giant's treasury, and accompanied
him three miles forward on his journey. The prince then sent Jack
to let his uncle out of the cellar, who asked him what he should give
him as a reward for saving him. Why, good uncle," said Jack, I
desire nothing but the old coat and cap, with the old rusty sword
and slippers, which are hanging at your bed's head." "Then," said
the giant, "you shall have them; and pray keep them for my sake,
for they are things of great use. The coat will keep you invisible,
the cap will give you knowledge, the sword will cut through anything,
and the shoes are of vast swiftness.".
SJack gave many thanks to the giant, and then set off to the prince.
The king's son and he soon arrived at the dwelling of the beautiful
lady. She received the prince very politely, and made a noble feast
for him; when it was ended, she rose, and, wiping her mouth with a
fine handkerchief, said, "My lord; to-morrow morning I command
you to tell me on whom I bestow this handkerchief, or lose your
head." She then left the room. The prince went to bed very
mournful;. but Jack put on his cap of knowledge, which told him
that the lady was forced, by the power of enchantment, to meet the
wicked magician every night in the middle of the forest. Jack now
put on his coat of darkness, and his shoes of swiftness, and was there
before her. When the lady came she gave the handkerchief to the
magician. Jack, with his sword of sharpness, at one blow cut off his
head; the enchantment was then ended in a moment. The lady
was married to the prince on the next day, and soon after went
back with her royal husband and a great company to the court of
King Arthur, where our valiant hero Jack was made one of the
knights of the round table.
As Jack had been so lucky in all his adventures he resolved not
to be idle for the future. ITe therefore set off again in search of new


and strange exploits. On the third day he came to a wide forest
He had hardly entered it when he heard dreadful shrieks and cries;
and soon he saw a monstrous giant dragging along, by the hair of
their heads, a handsome knight and a beautiful lady. Their tears and
cries melted the heart of honest Jack; he alighted from his horse, and
put on his invisible coat, under which he carried his sword of sharp-
ness. When he came up to the giant he made several strokes at him,
and at last, aiming with al his might, he cut off both the giant's legs
just below the garter, so that he fell all his length on the ground.
Then Jack set his foot upon his neck, and plunged his sword into
the giant's body. The knight and the lady, overjoyed, not only
returned Jack hearty thanks for their deliverance, but also invited
him to their house to refresh himself after his dreadful encounter.
"No," said Jack, "I cannot be at ease till I find out the den
that was this monster's habitation." The knight, on hearing this,
grew very sorrowful, and replied, Noble stranger, this monster lived
in a den under yonder mountain, with a brother of his, more fierce
and cruel than himself; let me.persuade you to come with us, and
desist from any further pursuit."
But Jack insisted on going, promising, however, that when his
task was ended he would come to the knight's castle.
Soon he came in sight of the mouth of the cavern; and there
was the other giant sitting on a huge block of timber, with a knotted
iron club lying by his side. Jack put on his coat of darkness, and
drew a little nearer, and at length came quite close to him, and struck
a blow at his head with his sword of sharpness; but he missed his
aim, and only cut off'his nose, which made him roar like loud claps
of thunder. He took up his iron club and began to lay about him,
but Jack slipped nimbly behind, and jumping upon the block of
timber as the giant rose from it, he stabbed him in the back; when,
alter a few howls, he dropped down dead. Jack- cut off his head,


and sent it, with the head of his brother, to King Arthur. When
Jack had thus killed these two monsters, he went into their cave in
search of their treasure. And there he found many wretched captives
who were being kept by the giants to be eaten. Jack set them all
free. The next morning they set off to their homes, and Jack to
the house of the knight, whom he had left with his lady not long
He was received with the greatest joy by the thankful knight and
his lady, who, in honour of Jack's exploits, gave a grand feast.
When the company were assembled, the knight declared to them the
great actions of Jack, and gave him, as a mark of respect, a fine ring,
on which was engraved the picture of the giant dragging the knight
and the lady by the hair, with this motto round it:-
Behold, in dire distress were we,
Under a giant's fierce command,
But gained our lives and liberty
From valiant Jack's victorious hand.'

In the height of their merriment a man rushed into the midst of
the company and told them that Thundel, a savage giant with two
heads, had heard of the death of his two kinsmen, and was come to
take his revenge on Jack; and that he was now within a mile of the
house. At this news the very boldest of the guests trembled; but
Jack drew his sword, and said, Let him come."
The knight's house stood in the middle of a moat, over which lay
a drawbridge. Jack set men to work to cut the bridge on both sides
almost to the middle, and then dressed himself in his coat of dark-
ness. As he came along the giant cried but:-
"Fa, fe, fi, fo. fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman;
Let him be alive or let him be dead,
I'll grind his bones to make me bread."


"Say you so, my friend ?" said Jack, "you are a monstrous miller
indeed !" -"Art thou," cried the giant, "the villain that killed my
kinsmen? Then I will tear thee with my teeth, and grind thy bones
to powder." You must catch me first," said Jack, and throwing off
his coat of darkness, and putting on his shoes of swiftness, he began to
run, the giant following him like a walking castle. Jack led him round
and round the house, that the company might see the monster, and
then he ran over the drawbridge, the giant going after him- with
his club; but when he came to the middle, where the bridge had been
cut on both sides, the great weight of his body made it break, and
he tumbled into the water. Jack now got a cart rope and threw
it over his two heads, and by the help of a team of horses, dragged
him to the edge of the moat, where he cut off his heads.
After staying with the knight for some time, Jack set out again in
search of new adventures. He went over hills and dales, without
meeting any, till he came to the foot of a very high mountain. Here
he knocked at the door of a lonely house, and an old man, with a
head as white as snow, let him in. He asked for a night's lodging,
and the old man told him he was welcome, and set before him some
bread and fruit for his supper. When Jack had eaten as much as he
chose, the hermit said, "My son, I know you are the famous con-
queror of giants; now, at the top of this mountain is an enchanted
castle, kept by a giant named Galligantus, who, by the help of a vile
magician, gets many knights into his power, and he changes them
into beasts. Above all, I lament the hard fate of a duke's daughter,
whom they have changed into a deer. Many knights have tried to
destroy the enchantment, and deliver her, yet none have been able to
do it, by reason of two fiery griffins who guard the gates of the castle.
But as you, my son, have an invisible coat, you may pass by them
without being seen, and on the gates of the castle you will find'
engraved by what means the enchan-ent may be broken." Jack


promised that in the morning, at the risk of his life, he would break
the enchantment; and, after a sound sleep, he arose early and got
ready for the attempt When he had climbed to the top of the moun-
tain, he saw the two fiery griffins; but he passed between them
without the least fear of danger, for they could not see him because
of his invisible coat. On the castle-gate he found a golden trumpet,
under which were written these lines:-
"Whoever can this trumpet blow,
Shall cause the giant's overthrow."
Jack seized the trumpet and blew a shrill blast. The giant and
the conjuror now knew that their wicked course was at an end, and
they stood biting their thumbs and shaking with fear. Jack, with
his sword of sharpness, soon killed the giant, and the magician was
then carried away by a whirlwind. The duke's daughter and all the
knights and beautiful ladies, who had been changed into birds and
beasts, returned to their proper shapes. The castle vanished away
like smoke, and the head of the giant Galligantus was sent to King
Arthur. Jack's fame spread through the whole country, and at the
king's desire, the duke gave him his daughter in marriage, to the joy
of all the kingdom. After this the king gave him a large estate,
on which he and his lady lived the rest of their days in joy and



Supon a time there were Three Bears,
SV who lived together in a house of their
ye own in awood. One of them was a
S Little Small Wee Bear, another was
a Middle-sized Bear, and the third was a Great
Huge Bear. They had each a pot for their por-
ridge: a little pot for the Little Small Wee Bear, and a middle-sized
pot for the Middle Bear, and a great pot for the Great Huge Bear.
And they had each a chair to sit on : a little chair for the Little Small
Wee Bear, a middle-sized chair for the Middle Bear, and a great
chair for the Great'Huge Bear. And they had each a bed to sleep


in : a little bed for the Little Small Wee Bear, a middle-sized bed
for the Middle Bear, and a great bed for the Great Huge Bear.
One day, after they had made porridge for their breakfast, and
poured it into their porridge-pots, they walked out into the wood while
the porridge was cooling. And while they were walking, a little girl,
named Silver-hair, came to the house. First she looked in at the
window, and then she peeped in at the key-hole, and seeing nobody
in the house, she lifted the latch. The door was not fastened, so little
Silver-hair easily got in, and she was well pleased when she saw the
porridge on the table.
So first she tasted the porridge of the Great Huge Bear, and that
was too hot for her; and then she tasted the porridge of the
Middle Bear, and that was too cold for her; and then she went to
the porridge of the Little Small Wee Bear, and that was neither too
hot nor too cold, but just right, and she liked it so well that she ate
it all up.
Then little Silver-hair sat down in the chair of the Great Huge
Bear, and that was too hard for her; and then she sat down in the
chair of the Middle Bear, and that was too soft for her; and then she
sat down in the chair of the Little Small Wee Bear, and that was
neither too hard nor too soft, but just right. So she seated herself
in it, and there she sat till the bottom of the chair came out, and down
she came plump upon the ground.
Then little Silver-hair went up-stairs into the bedchamber in which
the Three Bears slept. And first she lay down upon the bed of the
Great Huge Bear, but that was too high at the head for her; and next
she lay down upon the bed of the Middle Bear, and that was too high
at the foot for her; and then she lay down upon the bed of the Little
Small Wee Bear, and that was neither too high at the head nor
at the foot, but just right. So she covered herself up comfortably, and
lay there till she fell fast asleep.

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By this time the Three Bears thought their porridge would be cool
enough, so they came home to breakfast. Now little Silver-hair had
left the spoon of the Great Huge Bear standing in his porridge..
Great Huge Bear, in his great rough gruff voice.
And when the Middle Bear looked at his, he saw that the spoon
was standing in it too.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE !" said the Middle Bear,
in his middle voice.
Then the Little Small Wee Bear looked at his, and there was the
spoon in the porridge-pot, but the porridge was all gone.
"Somebody has been at my porridge, and has eaten it all up I" said
the Little Small Wee Bear, in his little small wee voice.
Upon this the Three Bears, seeing that some one had entered their
house and had eaten up the Little Small Wee Bear's breakfast, began
to look about them. Now little Silver-hair had not put the hard
cushion straight when she rose from the chair of the Great Huge
the Great Huge Bear, in his great rough gruff voice.
And little Silver-hair had squatted down the soft cushion of the
Middle Bear.
Bear, in his middle voice.
And you know what little Silver-hair had done to the third chair.
"Somebody has been sitting in my chair, and has sat the bottom out of
it I" said the Little Small Wee Bear, in his little small wee voice.
Then the Three Bears thought that they should make further
search; so they went up-stairs into their bed-chamber. Now little
S/'ver-hair had pulled the pillow of the Great Huge Bear out of its


Great Huge Bear, in his great rough gruff voice.
And little Silver-hair had pulled the bolster of the Middle Bear
out of its place.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED i" said the Middle Bear,
in his middle voice.
And when the Little Small Wee Bear came to look at his bed,
there was the bolster in its place, and the pillow in its place upon the
bolster; and upon the pillow was little Silver-hair's pretty head-
which was not in its place, for she had no business there.
"Somebody has been lying in my bed-and here she is /" said the
Little Small Wee Bear,-in his little small wee voice.
Little Silver-hair had heard in her sleep the great rough gruff
voice of the Great Huge Bear, but she was so fast asleep that it was
no more to her than the roaring of wind or the rumbling of thunder.
. And she had heard the middle voice of the Middle Bear, but it was
only as if she had heard some one speaking, in a dream. But when
she heard the little small wee voice of the Little Small Wee Bear, it
was so sharp and so shrill that it awakened her at once. Up she
started, and when she saw the Three Bears on one side of the bed, she
tumbled out at the other and ran to the window Now the window
was open-out little Silver-hair jumped, and away she ran into the
wood, and the Three Bears never saw anything more of her.



N a retired and pleasant village there once lived a little
S girl, who was one of the prettiest children ever seen.
SShe,wore a little hood of scarlet velvet, which became her
so well, that for miles round she went by the name of Little
One day when her mother had been baking cakes, she said
to Little Red-Riding-Hood, I hear your poor grandmother
has been ailing, so go and see if she is any better, and take her this


cake, and a little pot of butter." Little Red-Riding-Hood put the
things into a basket, and immediately set off for the village where her
grandmother lived, which lay on the other side of a thick wood. As
she reached the outskirts of the forest she met a wolf, who would have
liked very much to have eaten her up at once, had there not been
some woodcutters rne~ at hand, who, he feared, might kill him in
4urn. So he came up to the little girl, and said in as winning a tone
as he could assume, "Good morning, Little Red-Riding-Hoodl "
Good morning, Master Wolf! answered she, who had no idea of
being afraid of so civil-spoken, an animal. And pray, where may
you be going so early ?" asked the wolf. "I am going to my grand-
mother's," replied Little Red-Riding-Hood, who thought there could
be no harm in telling him. "And what are you carrying in your
Basket, my pretty little maid ?" continued the wolf, sniffing its con.
tents. Why, a cake and a pot of butter," answered simple Little Red.
Riding-Hood, "because grandmother has been ill." "And where
does poor grandmamma live ?" inquired the wolf, in a tone of great
interest. "Down beyond the mill, on the other side of the wood,"
said she. Well," cried the wolf, I dpn't mind if I go and see her
too. So I'll take this road, and do you go through the wood, and
we'll see which of us will be there first."
Now the cunning wolf knew well enough that he would be the
winner in such a race; and he went so fast that he presently reached
the grandmother's cottage. Thump, thump, went the wolf against the
door. Who is there ? cried the grandmother from within. Only
your grandchild, Little Red-Riding-Hood," cried the wolf, imitating
the little girl's voice as well as he could. I have come to bring you
a cake and a pot of butter that mother sends you." The grandmother,
being ill, was in bed, so she called out, "Lift the latch, and the bolt
will fall." The wolf did so, and in he went. and, without saying a
word more, he fell upon the poor creature and ate her up in no time,


for he had not tasted food for the last three days. He next shut the
door, and, putting on the grandmother's night-cap and night-gown, he
got into bed, and buried his head in the pillow, and kept laughing in
his sleeve at the trick he meant to put upon poor Little Red-Riding-
Meanwhile Little Red-Riding-Hood rambled through the wood,
stopping every now and then to listen to the birds that were singing
so sweetly on the green boughs, and picking strawberries which
she knew her grandmother loved to eat with-cream, till she had
nearly filled her basket; she gathered, besides, all the pretty flowers,
red, blue, white, or yellow, that hid their sweet little heads amidst the
moss; and of these her apron was at last so full that she sat down
under a tree to sort them and wind them into a wreath. Whilst she
was doing this, a wasp came buzzing along, and, delighted at finding
so many flowers without the trouble of looking for them, he began
greedily to drink up their honey. Little Red-Riding-Hood knew
very well the difference between a wasp and a bee-how the one was
lazy ard the other industrious-yet, as they are all God's creatures,
she wouldn't kill it, and only said: "Take as much honey as you
like, poor wasp, only do not sting me." The wasp buzzed louder, as
if to thank her for her kindness, and when he had sipped his fill, flew
away. Presently, a little tom-tit, who had been hopping on a bough
opposite, darted down on the basket and pecked at one of the straw-
berries. "Eat as much as you like, pretty tom-tit," said Little Red-
Riding-Hood; there will still be plenty left for grandmother and
me." The tom-tit replied, "Tweat, tweat!" in his own eloquent
language; and after gobbling up at least three strawberries, flew-
off, and was soon out of sight. Little Red-Riding-Hood now
thought it was high time to go on, so she put her wreath into her
basket, and tripped along till she came to a brook, where she saw an
aged crone, almost bent double, seeking for something along the






bank. What are you looking for, old woman ? said the little girl
"For water-cresses, my pretty maid; and a poor trade it is, that doe?
not earn me half enough bread to eat." Little Red-Riding-Hood
thought it very hard that the poor old woman should work and be
hungry too, so she drew from her pocket a large piece of bread, ,
which her mother had given her to eat by the way, and said, "Sit
down, old woman, and eat this, and I will gather your water-cresses
for you." Thank you kindly," said the old woman, and she sat
down on a knoll, whilst Little Red-Riding-Hood set busily to work,
and very soon had the basket filled with water-cresses. When her task
was finished, the old crone rose up briskly, and patting the little girl's
head, said, in quite a different voice, I am very much obliged to
you, my pretty Little Red-Riding-Hood; and now, if you happen to
meet the green huntsman as you go along, pray give him my respects,
and tell him there is game in the wind." Little Red-Riding-Hood
promised to do so, and walked on; in a few minutes, she looked
back to see how the poor old woman was getting along, but, look as
sharp as she might, she could see no traces of her, nor of her water-
cresses. It is very odd," thought Little Red-Riding-Hood to herself,
"for surely I can walk faster than she." Then she kept looking
about her, and prying into all the bushes, to see if she could see the
green huntsman, whom she had never heard of before. -At last, just
as she was passing by a pool of stagnant water, she saw a huntsman,
clad in green from top to toe, standing on the bank, apparently
watching the flight of some birds that were wheeling above his head.
"Good morning, Master Huntsman," said Little Red-Riding-Hood;
"the old water-cress woman sends her service to you, and says there
is game in the wind." The huntsman nodded his head to show that
he heard her.
Before long the little girl reached her grandmother's well-known
cottage, and knocked at the door. "Who is there ?" cried the wolf


forgetting to disguise his voice. Little Red-Riding-Hood was rather
startled at first, then, thinking her grandmother had a bad cold
that made her very hoarse, she answered, "It is your grandchild,
Little Red-Riding-Hood, who has brought you a cake and a
pot of butter, which mother sends you." The wolf then softened
his voice a little, as he replied, "Lift the latch, and the bolt
will fall." Little Red-Riding-Hood did as she was told, and
entered the cottage. The wolf then said, "Put the cake and
the pot of butter on the shelf, my dear, and come and help me to
rise." Little Red-Riding-Hood set down her basket, and then went
and drew back the curtain, when she was much surprised to see how
oddly her grandmother looked. "Dear me, grandmamma," said
the little girl, "what long arms you have got !". "The better to hug
you, my child," answered the wolf. "But, grandmamma, what long
ears you have. got !" persisted Little Red-Riding-Hood. "The
better to listen to you, my child," replied the wolf "But, grand-
mamma, what large eyes you have got!" continued the little girl.
"The better to see you, my child," said the wolf. "But, grand-
mamma, what terrible large teeth you have got!" cried Little Red-
Riding-Hood, who now began to be frightened. The better to eat
you up exclaimed the wolf, and he was just about to make a spring
at the poor little girl, when a wasp, who had followed her into the
cottage, stung the wolf on his nostril, and made him sneeze aloud,
which gave..the signal to a tom-tit perched on a branch near the
open casement, who called, "Tweat! tweat!" which warned the
green huntsman, who accordingly let fly his arrow, and the arrow
struck the wolf right through the ear, and killed him on the spot.
Little Red-.Riding-Hood was so frightened, even after the wolf
had fallen back dead, that she bounced out of the cottage, and ran
till she was out of breath, when she dropped down quite exhausted
under a tree. Here she discovered that she had mistaken the road,


but, to her great relief, she espied her old friend the water-cress
woman, at some distance. Feeling sure she could soon overtake the
aged dame, she again set off, calling on her every now and then to
stop. The old crone, however, seemed too deaf to hear; and it was
not till they had reached the skirts of the forest that she turned
round. To Little Red-Riding-Hood's surprise, she then saw a young
and beautiful being in place of the broken-down old woman she
thought she was following. "Little Red-Riding-Hood," said the
fairy, for such she was, your goodness of heart has saved you from
a great danger. Had you not helped the poor old water-cress
woman, she would not have sent to the green huntsman, who is
generally invisible to mortal eyes, to save you; had you killed the
wasp, or driven away the tom-tit, the wasp could not have stung the
wolfs nostril and made him sneeze, nor the tom-tit have given the
huntsman the signal to let. fly his shaft. In future, no wild beast
shall ever harm you, and the fairy folk will always be your friends."
So saying, the fairy vanished, and Little Red-Riding-Hood hastened
home to tell her mother all that had befallen her; nor did she forget
that night to thank Heaven fervently for having delivered her irom
the jaws of the wolf.

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HERE was once an honest gentleman, who married a
second time. His second wife was a widow, and the
proudest and most -disagreeable woman ih the whole
ri country. She had two daughters who were in everything
exactly like herself. The gentleman had one little girl, and
she was as sweet a child as ever lived. The stepmother had
not been married a single day before she became jealous of the good
qualities of the little girl who was so great a contrast to her own two



daughters, and what did she do but give her all the hard work of
the house to look after? But our poor little damsel never com-
plained; indeed, she did not dare-to speak about her ill-treatment
to her father, who thought his new wife was perfection itself.
When her work was done she used to sit in the chimney-corner
among the ashes, and from this the two sisters gave her the nickname
of Cinderella. But Cinderella, though she was shabbily clad, was
handsomer and far worthier than they, with all their fine clothes.
Now it happened that the king's son gave a ball, to which he
asked all the rank and fashion of the city, and the two elder sisters
were included in the list of invitations. They were very proud at
being asked, and took great pains in settling what they should wear.
For days together they talked of nothing but their clothes.
"I," said the elder, "shall put on my red velvet gown with my
point-lace trimmings." "And I," said the younger, shall have my
ordinary silk petticoat, but I shall set it off with an upper skirt of
flowered brocade, and I shall put on my circlet of diamonds, which
is a great deal finer than anything of yours." Here the two sisters
began to dispute which had the best things, and words ran high.
Cinderella did what she could to make peace. She even kindly
offered to dress them herself, and especially to arrange their hair,
and that she could do most beautifully. The important evening
came at last, and she did her best to adorn the two young ladies.
When she was combing out the hair of the elder one, that ill-natured
girl said, Cinderella, don't you wish you were going to the ball?"
"Ah, madam," replied Cinderella-and they always made her say
madam-" you are only making a fool of me; I have no such
good fortune." "True enough," said the elder sister; "people
would only laugh to see a little cinder-girl at a ball." Any other
than Cinderella would not have taken such pains with these twc proud
girls but she was good, and dressed them very becomingly. The


carriage came to the door. Cinderella watched them go into it, and
saw them whirl away in grand style; then she sat down by the
kitchen fire and cried. Immediately her godmother, who was a fairy,
appeared beside her. "What are you crying for, my little maid ?"
"Oh, I should so like-I should so like- her sobs stopped
her. "You should so like to go to the ball-isn't that it?"
Cinderella nodded. "Well, then, be a good girl, and you shall
go. Run into the garden, and bring me the biggest pumpkin
you can see." Cinderella could not understand what a big pumpkin
had to do with her going to the ball; but she was obedient
and obliging, so she went. Her godmother took the pumpkin,
scooped out all the inside, and then struck it with her wand. It
became a splendid gilt coach, lined with rose-coloured satin. Now,
my dear," said the godmother, fetch me the mouse-trap out of the
pantry." Cinderella fetched it, and in it there were six fat mice.
The fairy raised the wire door of the trap, and, as each mouse ran
out, she struck it, and changed it into a beautiful black horse. "But
what am I to do for a coachman, Cinderella?" Cinderella said that
she had seen a large black rat in the rat-trap, and that he might do
for want of a better. That is a happy thought," cried the fairy.
"Go and bring him." He was brought, and the fairy turned him
into a most respectable coachman, with the finest whiskers imaginable.
She afterwards took six lizards from behind the pumpkin-frame, and
changed them into six footmen, all in splendid livery, and the six
footmen immediately got up behind the carriage. "Well, Cinderella,"
said her airy godmother, "now you can go to the ball." What, in
these clothes!" exclaimed Cinderella, in a most dolorous tone, looking
down on her ragged frock. Her godmother gave a laugh, and touched
her also with the wand. Immediately her wretched threadbare jacket
became stiff with gold and bright with jewels; her woollen petticoat
grew into a gown of sweeping satin; and her little feet were no longer


bare, but covered with silk stockings and the prettiest glass slippers
in the world. "Now, Cinderella, away with you to the ball; but,
remember, .do not stay an instant after midnight; if you do, your
carriage will become a pumpkin, your coachman a rat, your horses
mice, and you yourself the little cinder-girl you were a minute ago."
"'No, I won't stay an instant after midnight!" said Cinderella, and
she set off with her heart full of joy.
Some one, most likely a friend of the fairy's, had told the king's
son that an uninvited princess, whom nobody knew, was coming to
the ball, and when Cinderella arrived at the palace there he was
standing at the entrance, ready to receive her. He gave her his
hand, and led her gallantly through the assembled guests, who
made way for her to pass, and every one whispered to his neighbour,
" How beautiful she is !" The court ladies looked at her eagerly,
clothes and all, and made up their minds to have their dresses
made next day of exactly the same pattern. The king's son himself
led her out to dance, and she danced so gracefully that he admired
her more and more. Indeed, at supper, which was fortunately early,
he was so taken up with her, that he quite forgot to eat As for
Cinderella, she felt rather shy amongst so many strangers, so she
sought out her sisters, placed herself beside them, and offered them
all sorts of kind attentions, much to their surprise, for they did
not recognize her in the least. She was talking with them when
the clock struck a quarter to twelve; when she heard that she
took leave of -the royal family, re-entered her carriage, escorted
tenderly by the king's son, and soon arrived safely at her own
door. There she found her godmother,, and, after thanking her
for the great treat she had enjoyed, she begged permission to go to a
second ball, the following night, to which the queen had invited her.
The godmother said she might go. Just then the two sisters knocked
at the gate. The fairy godmother vanished, and, when they entered-




there was Cinderella sitting in the chimney-corner, rubbing her eyes
and pretending to be very sleepy. "Ah," cried the elder sister,
maliciously, "what a delightful ball it has been! There was present
the most beautiful princess I ever saw, and she was exceedingly polite
to us both." "Was she?" said Cinderella, indifferently. "And
who might she be?" "Nobody knows, though all would give
their ears to know, especially the king's son." "Indeed !" replied
Cinderella, a little more interested: "I should like to see her, Miss
Javotte" (that was the name of the elder sister). "Will you not
lend me the yellow gown that you wear on Sundays, and let me go
to-morrow?" "A likely story indeed," cried Miss Javotte, "that
I should lend it to a.cinder-girl. I am not so mad as that!"
The next night came, and the two sisters, richly dressed in quite
4ew dresses, went to the ball. Cinderella, more splendidly attired
4nd more beautiful than ever, soon followed them. "Now, remember
twelve o'clock," was the last thing her godmother said; and she
thought she certainly should. But the prince's attentions to her were
even greater than on the first evening, and in the pleasure of listening
to him time passed by unnoticed. While the two were sitting in a
lovely recess, looking at the moon from under a bower of orange
blossoms, she heard a clock strike the first stroke of twelve. She
rose and fled away like a startled deer. The prince was amazed ; he
attempted to follow her, but she could not be caught; indeed, he
missed his beautiful princess altogether, and only saw a dirty little
lass running out of the palace gate, whom he had never seen before,
and of whom he certainly would never have taken any notice.
Cinderella reached home breathless and weary, ragged and cold,
without horses, or- carriage, or footmen, or coachman; the only
remnant she had of her past grandeur was one of her little glass
slippers; the other she had dropped in the ball-room as she ran away.
When the two sisters came back from the ball, they were full of


this strange adventure, how the beautiful princess had appeared more
lovely than ever, and how, as the clock was striking twelve, she had
suddenly risen up and fled, disappearing no one knew how or where,
and dropping one of her glass slippers behind her in her flight. And
they added that all the court and royal family were sure that the
king's son had become desperately in love with the unknown lovely
lady. Cinderella listened without saying a word, but she turned her
face to the kitchen fire and blushed as red as a rose, and next
morning she went to her weary work again.
A few days after, the whole city was roused by a herald going
round with a little glass slipper in his hand,, proclaiming, with a
flourish of trumpets, that the king's son ordered it to be fitted on the
foot of every young girl in the kingdom, and that he would marry the
one it fitted best, or the one to whom it and the fellow slipper
belonged. Young princesses, young duchesses, young countesses,
young gentlewomen! all tried it on, but being a fairy slipper it fitted
nobody; and besides nobody could produce its fellow slipper, which
lay all the time safely in the pocket of Cinderella's old gown.
At last the herald came to the house of the two sisters, and though
these knew well enough that neither of them was the beautiful lady,
they tried their best to get their clumsy feet into the slipper: of
course, it was all in vain. "Let me try it on," said Cinderella, from
the chimney corner. "What, you!" cried the others, bursting into
shouts of laughter; but Cinderella only smiled and held out her hand.
Her sisters could not prevent her, since the command was that every
young girl in the kingdom should make the attempt, in case the
right owner might be overlooked. So the herald bade Cinderella
sit down on a three-legged stool in the kitchen, and he put the slip-
per on her pretty foot, and it fitted exactly. Cinderella then drew
from her pocket the fellow slipper, which she also put on, and stood
up ; and with the touch of the magic shoes all her dress was changed,
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and she was no longer the poor despised cinder-girl, but the beautiful
lady whom the king's son loved.
Her sisters recognized her at once. They were filled with
astonishment and fear, and threw themselves at her feet, begging her
pardon for all their past unkindness. She raised and embraced
them, and told them that she heartily forgave them, and only hoped
they would love her always. She was then taken to the palace, and
told her whole story to the king and the royal family. The young
prince found her more beautiful and lovable than ever, and the
wedding came off the next day. Cinderella was as good as she was
beautiful; and she sent for her two sisters to the palace, and not
long afterwards they were married to two rich gentlemen oi the

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S j HERE was once a little brother took his
SI sister by the hand and said, "Since our
L mother is dead we have not had a happy
S minute; our stepmother gives us nothing but hard
crusts to eat, and the dog under the table fares better
than we. Come, we will go out into the wide world
together." They went the whole day over meadows
and rocks and stones. In the evening they came to a great wood,

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and were so worn out with grief, hunger, and weariness, that
they lay down in a hollow tree and fell fast asleep. When
they awoke the next morning, the sun was already high in the
heavens, and it shone down so hot on the tree that the little
brother said, "Sister, I am thirsty; I would go and have a drink
if I knew where there was a brook; I think I can hear one
running." He got up, took his sister by the hand, and they went
to look for the brook.
The wicked stepmother, however, was a witch, and knew well that
the children had run away, and she had sneaked after them and
enchanted all the springs in the forest. When they had found a brook
that was dancing brightly over the pebbles, the brother stooped down
to drink, but his sister heard how it said as it ran along, "Whoever
drinks of me will become a tiger." So the little sister cried out, Oh,
brother, do not drink, lest you become a tiger and tear me to pieces !"
The little brother did not drink, although he was so thirsty, but said,
" I will wait for the next brook." When they came to the next, the
little sister heard it say, "Whoever drinks of me will become a wolf,"
and she cried out, Oh, brother, do not drink, lest you become a
wolf and eat me up ]" Then the brother did not drink, but said, I
will wait till I come to the next brook, and then I must drink, say
what you will, for my thirst is getting too great." And when they
came to the third brook, the little sister heard it saying, "Whoever
drinks of me will become a fawn-whoever drinks of me will become
a fawn," and she cried, Oh, brother, do not drink, or you will become
a fawn and run away from me!" But the brother had already stooped
down and drank of the water, and as soon as the first drop touched
his lips he was changed into a fawn.
The little sister cried over her poor bewitched brother, and the
fawn cried also as he stood beside her. At last the girl said, Never
mind, dear fawn, I will not forsake you." She then took off her


golden garter and put it round the fawn's neck, and pulled some
rushes, and wove them into a rope. To this she tied him and led him
away, and they went on deeper and deeper into the wood. When
they had gone a long long way they came to a little house; the maiden
peeped into it, and as it was empty, she thought, "We may as well stay
here." So there they stayed.
They had lived alone for a long time, when it happened that the
king of the country held a great hunt in the forest. Oh," said the
little fawn to his sister, "let me go and see the hunt; I can't keep
away !" And he begged so hard, that she consented. "But," said she,
"when you come back at evening, I' shall have shut my door against
the wild huntsmen; now, in order that I may know you, knock and
say, 'My little sister, let me in;' if you do not say so I shall not open
the door." Away sprang the fawn, and he was so happy to find himself
in the open air. The king and his huntsmen caught sight of him, and
immediately set off in.chase, but they could not catch him. Just as
it was getting dark, he ran up to the little house, knocked, and cried
" My little sister, let me in !" and when the door was opened he sprang
in and rested all night on his soft bed of leaves and moss. Next
morning the hunt began again, and when the fawn heard the noise of
the chase he could not rest, and cried, "Sister, open the door; I must
go!" His sister opened the door and said, But, remember, you must
be back in the evening, and when you come, say,' My little-sister, let
me in;' that I may know who it is." When the king and his huntsmen
saw the fawn with the gold band once more, they all rode after him,
but he was too quick for them. The chase went on the whole day;
at last, towards evening, the hunters got round him, and wounded him
with an arrow in the foot, so that he had to limp and go slowly. One
of the hunters crept softly after him to the little house, and heard him
say, "Little sister, let me in !" and he saw that the door was opened
and immediately shut to again; he then went back to the king and


told him what he had seen and heard. We shall have another hunt
to-morrow," said the king. The little sister was terribly frightened
when she saw that her fawn was wounded; she washed off the blood,
laid herbs on the place, and said, Now go to bed, dear fawh, and get
well." The wound, however, was so slight, that next morning it did
not feel sore at all. Again the woods rang with the hunter's horn,
and when the fawn heard it he said, I cannot stay away, I must go,
nothing shall keep me !" His sister cried, and said, Now you will
go and be killed, and leave me here alone in the forest, without a friend
in the world." Then I must die here of grief," answered the fawn,
"for when I hear the sound of the horn I feel as if I could jump
out of my skin." So his sister had to open the door, though with a
heavy heart, and the fawn sprang out joyfully into the forest. As
soon as the king saw him, he said to his huntsmen, "Now chase him
all day till evening, but don't do anything to hurt him." When the
sun was set the king turned to the huntsman who had followed
the fawn the day before. "Come, now," he said, "and show me the
little house you saw in the wood." And when he was before the door,
he knocked and cried, "Little sister, let me in !" Immediately the
door opened, and the king went in, and there stood a maiden
more beautiful than any he had ever seen. The little sister was
afraid when she saw that it was not her fawn who had come in, but
a man with a golden crown on his head. But the king looked
kindly at her,. and took her hand, and said, "Will you go with me to
my palace and be my queen ?" "Oh yes !" answered' the maiden,
" but the fawn must come with me, for I cannot forsake him." He
shall stay with you," said the king, "as long as you live, and shall
want for nothing." At that moment in came the fawn; his sister
tied the rope of rushes round his neck, and they all left the little house
The king took the beautiful girl on his horse, and led her to the

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palace, where the marriage was celebrated with great splendour. The
little sister was now queen, and she and the king lived a long time
very happily together, whilst the fawn was well taken care of, and
played about all day in the palace gardens. But when the wicked
stepmother heard that everything went so well with the little sister
and her brother, she was full of envy and spite; her only thought
was how she could do some mischief to them both. Her only
daughter, who had but one eye, and was as ugly as ugly could be,
was continually'reproaching her, and saying, "It is I who ought to
have been made queen !" Never mind," said the old witch; "have
patience; you will be made queen by-and-by."
Soon the queen had a little boy, and it happened that the king
was'away hunting at the time. Now, what did the old witch do, but
take the form of the lady-in-waiting, and enter the room where the
queen was lying, and say to her, I have made ready a bath which
will do you good and make you strong again; be quick, before the
water gets cold." Her daughter was close at hand, and they carried
the poor weak queen before them into-the bath-room, and laid her in
the bath; then they shut the door, and ran away. And under the
bath they had kindled a great furnace fire, so that the beautiful
young queen was scorched to death.
When that was done, the old witch took her own daughter, put a
cap on her, and laid her on the bed in the queen's room. She changed
her also into the shape of the young queen, all but her one eye, for
her power was not great enough to give her another. However, she
told her daughter to lie on that side on which there was no eye, so
that the king might not observe it. In the evening the king came
home, and when he heard that he had a little son, he was very much
pleased, and wished to visit his dear queen, and see how she was
getting on; but the old woman cried out in a great hurry, "Don't
touch the curtain! the queen must not see the light, oud must be left


quite quiet." So the king went awav, and never found out that he was
But when it was midnight, and all the world was sleeping, the
nurse, who sat beside the cradle, and who was the only one awake,
saw the door open, and the true- queen come in. She took the
child out of the cradle, and rocked it gently; then, shaking up
the pillows, she laid it down again and covered it with. the coun-
terpane. She did not forget the fawn either, but went to the corer
where it lay, and stroked it. And then she passed out without
making any noise. The nurse asked the sentinels, next morning,
whether any one had entered the palace during the night, but they
said, "No; we have seen nobody." The queen continued to come
in the same way for several riights, though she never spoke a word,
and the nurse always saw her, but never dared to mention it
At last the queen began to speak, and said:-
"How fareth my babe ? and how fareth my fawn ?
Twice more can I come, and then never again."
The nurse could not answer her, but when she had disappeared
she went to the king, and told him all about it. "What does it mean ?"
said he, I will watch myself by the child to-night." And when it
was evening he watched, and sure enough at midnight the dead queen
appeared, and said:-
"How fareth my babe ? and how fareth my fawn ?
Once more can I come, and then never again."
And she fondled the child as before, and then vanished. The
king did not dare to speak to her; but he watched again the next
night. This time she said:-
How fareth my babe? and how fareth my fawn?
This time is the last : I come never again."
When he heard that, the king could no longer keep from speaking.


He sprang forward, and cried, You surely are no other than my own
dear queen?" She replied, "Yes, I am your queen," and as soon as
she had said so she was restored to life, and became once more fresh
and blooming. Then she told what the witch and her one-eyed
daughter had done. The king ordered them to be tried, and sentence
was passed upon them. The daughter was taken into the woods, and
the wild beasts tore her to pieces, and the witch was burnt. And
as soon as there was nothing left of her but ashes, the little fawn took
again his human shape, and was a very handsome young man;, and
the king and the queen and the queen's brother lived all happily to-
gether to the end of their lives.



C E NCE upon a time there lived a rich man who had a
9i blue beard, and that made him look a terrible fright.
Now it happened that a lady, who lived near him, had
two beautiful daughters. Blue Beard went to the mother,
Sand said he wanted to marry one of her daughters. But neither
of the girls would have him, they were so horrified at his blue
beard; besides, and this made them more afraid, he had had
several wives already, and nobody knew what had become of them.


Blue Beard hoped in the end to get one of them to marry him;
so he invited them, with their mother and some of their' friends, to
one of his country seats, and they spent a whole week there. Every-
thing.went so pleasantly that, before the week was out, the youngest
daughter had come to think Blue Beard rather a worthy man, and
had agreed to have him. The wedding came off when they returned
to town. A month passed, and then Blue Beard told his wife that
he had to set off on a journey to look after some very important
business. He entreated her to amuse herself as much as she could
whilst he was away. "Here," he said to her, "are the keys of the
two great store-rooms; these open the chests in which the gold and
silver plate is kept; these are the keys of the strong boxes in which
I keep my money; these open the caskets that hold my jewels; and
this is the key of all the rooms. Here is a little key; it is that of
the closet at the end of the long gallery on the ground floor. You
may open everything, and go everywhere, except into that little
closet; I forbid you to go into it, and I forbid you so strictly, that,
if you dare to open the door, there is nothing you may not be afraid
of from my wrath." She promised she would do exactly as he wished.
As soon as he was gone the neighbours and friends of the young
wife came to visit her. They were curious to see all the treasures in
the house, and they had never ventured to enter it whilst Blue Beard
was there. She showed them all over the house, up-stairs and down-
stairs. How they talked! and how they envied the good fortune of Blue
Beard's wife, to be mistress of so many fine things But, as for her, she
was not in the least entertained by the sight of all her finery, she was so
impatient to open the little closet at the end of the long gallery on
the ground floor. Her curiosity at last grew so great that, without
thinking how rude it was to leave her guests, she ran down a back
staircase in such a hurry that twice or thrice she almost fell and broke
her neck. When she got to the door of the closet, she took the little

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key, and slowly opened the door. At first she saw nothing, for the
windows were closed; but in a little she began to perceive that the
floor was covered with clotted blood, and that the dead bodies of
several women were hung up against the wall. These were the wives
of Blue Beard, who had cut their throats one after the other. She was
ready to die with fright, and the key of the closet dropped from her
hand. After recovering her senses a little, she picked up the key,
locked the door again, and went off to her own room, to try to com-
pose herself; but it was of no use, she was so put about. When she
looked at the key she saw that it was stained with blood; she wiped
it several times, but the blood would not come off. Then she washed
it; then she scrubbed it with sand and freestone; but the blood was
still there: the key was an enchanted key,-and there was no way to
get it quite clean.
Blue Beard returned that very evenmg; he said he had received
letters on the road telling him that the business on which he was going
had been settled to his advantage. Next morning he asked his wife
for his keys again; she brought them to him, but her hand shook so
that he had not much difficulty in guessing what had happened. "How
is it," said he, "that the little key of the closet is not with the rest?"
" I must have left it up-stairs," she answered. Bring it to me at once,"
said Blue Beard. 'After many excuses, she was obliged to give it up.
Blue Beard examined it; then he said, How is there some blood
on this key ?" "I don't know," said the poor wife. "You don't
know !" cried Blue Beard; "I know well enough; you must needs
go into the closet; well, madam, you shall go into it, and take your
place amongst the ladies you saw there." She flung herself at her
husband's feet, and wept, and most humbly begged him to pardon
her. The stones would have melted for pity, but Blue'Beard's heart
was harder than any stone. "You must die, madam," said he, "and
at once." "If I must die," she cried, "give me at least a little time


to say my prayers." "I will give you a quarter of an hour," Blue Beard
answered, "but not a minute more." As soon as he had left her,
she called her sister, and said to her, "Sister Anne, go up, I entreat
you, to the top of the tower, and see if my brothers are not coming;
they said they would come to visit me to-day, and if you see them,
sign to them to make haste." Sister Anne mounted to the top of the
tower, and every now and then the poor anxious creature called to
her, Sister Anne, Sister Anne, do you see anybody coming ?" But
Sister Anne always answered, I see nothing but the sun making
dust and the grass growing green."
In the meantime, Blue Beard, with a great sword in his hand,
called out to his wife, Come down quickly, or I will come up to
you." Give me a minute more, if you please," replied the wife, and
then she said, in a low voice, "Sister Anne, Sister Anne, do you see
anybody coming?" And Sister Anne answered, I see nothing but
the sun making dust and the grass growing green." Come down
quickly," roared Blue Beard, or I will come up to you." "I am
coming," answered his wife, and then she said, Sister Anne, Sister
Anne, do you not see anybody coming?" I see," said Sister Anne, a
great cloud of dust moving this way." "Is it my brothers ?" "Alas,
no! my sister, I see a flock of sheep." "Will you not come down?"
shouted Blue Beard. "One minute more," replied his wife, and
then she cried, "Sister Anne, Sister Anne, do you not see anybody
coming ?" "I see," she answered, two horsemen coming this way;
but they are still a great way off." "Thank Heaven !" she ex-
claimed, a moment afterwards, they are my brothers! I am making
all the signs I can to hasten them." Blue Beard began to roar so
loudly that the whole house shook. The poor wife went down, and-
threw herself, weeping and lamenting, at his feet.
"It is of no use," said Blue Beard: "you must die." He then
seized her by the hair with one hand and raised his sword with the


other, and was about to cut off her head. The poor wife turned
towards him, fixed her eyes on his face, and implored him to allow
her one short moment to collect herself No, no I" he said, "you
have had long enough already.". He prepared to strike-just at that
moment there came a loud knocking at the gate. Blue Beard
stopped short. The gate was opened; two horsemen entered, and,
drawing their swords, rushed at Blue Beard. He recognized them
as the brothers of his wife, and fled away as fast as he could. But
they overtook him, and killed him.
It was found that Blue Beard had no heirs, so his widow became
possessed of all his riches. She gave part of them to her sister Anne,
who married a young gentleman who had long loved her; another
part she gave to her two brothers, who had done her such service.
She kept the rest to herself, and shortly after married a very
worthy man, who soon made her forget her narrow escape from
death by the hands of Blue Beard.


ONG, long ago, a faggot-maker and his wife lived in a little
village with their seven small children, who were all boys.
And the youngest was the smallest little fellow ever seen;
he was called Hop-o'-my-thumb. The poor child did all the
hard work of the house, and if anything was done wrong he
was sure to get the blame of it. For all this, Hop-o'-my-thumb
was far cleverer than any of his brothers. It happened, just at
the time when this story begins, that there was such a famine in the
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country that the faggot-maker and his wife could not give the boys
anything to eat. They grew very melancholy, but that did no good,
At last they made up their minds that as there was no way of living,
they must somehow get rid of their children. One night, after the
boys were gone to bed, they sat over a few lighted sticks, trying to
warm themselves, and the husband gave a great sigh and said, ",We
cannot keep our children, you know, any longer, and to see them
starved to death before our eyes, is what I could never bear. To-
morrow morning, therefore, we will take them to the forest, and leave
them in the thickest part of it, so that they will not be able to find
their way back." His wife thought how shocking it would be to see
them die of hunger before their eyes; so she agreed to what her
husband proposed, and then went sobbing to bed.
All this time Hop-o'-my-thumb had been awake, and had over-
heard all the conversation. The whole night he lay thinking what
he should do. He rose early and went down to the river's bank,
filled his pockets with small white stones, and then returned
Soon they all set out for the wood, and Hop-o'-my-thumb said
not a word to any of his brothers about what he had heard. They
came to the forest. The. faggot-maker set to work cutting down
wood, and the children began to gather twigs. When the father and
mother saw that the little ones were all very busy, they slipped away
without being seen. The children soon found themselves left alone;
then they began to cry as loud as they could. Hcp-o'-my-thumb,
however, did not .cry; he knew well enough how his brothers and
he were to get safe home; he had taken care to drop the white
pebbles he had in his pockets all along the way they had come.
So he said, "Never mind, my lads, follow me, and I will lead
ycu back again." When they heard this they left off crying, and
followed Hop-o'-my-thumb, and he soon brought them back to their


father's house. At first they were afraid to go in, and stood at the
door to hear what their parents were talking about. Now it had
happened, just as the faggot-maker and his wife had come home
without their children, a gentleman, who lived near the village, had
sent two guineas to them for work they had done for him a long
time before. This made them quite happy. "Go out immediately,"
said the faggot-maker to his wife, ".and buy some meat." "She went
out and bought enough for six or eight persons. Her husband and
she ate and ate, and they were so busy eating that they forgot all
about their seven sons. At last they came into the mother's mind,
and she cried out, "Alas! where are our poor children ? what a
feast they would make on what we have left !" The children, who
were all at the door, cried out together, "Here we are, mother,
here we are!" She flew to let them in, and kissed every one of
Their parents were delighted at having them once more with
them; but their joy only lasted till the two guineas were spent, then
they found themselves quite as ill off as before. Once more they
began to talk of leaving them in the forest. They could not talk
about, this so slily but that Hop-o'-my-thumb found means to hear
everything. But what he heard gave him very little concern; he
thought it would be easy for him to do as he had done before. He
got up very early the next morning to go to get the pebbles; but
great was his dismay to find that the house door was double locked.
He was quite at a loss now what to do. In a little, however, his
mother gave each of the children a piece of bread for breakfast.
Hop-o'-my-thumb thought he would manage to make his piece of
bread do as well as the pebbles, by dropping crumbs as he went
So. he put it into his pocket.
Soon they all set out, and the father and mother took care to lead
the children into the very hdickest and darkest part of the wood.


They then slipped quickly away, and left them alone. When Hop-o'-
my-thumb came to look for the crumbs, so as to find the way home,
he found that not one was left, for the birds had eaten them all up.
The poor children were now badly off.
Before it was quite dark, Hop-o'-my-thumb climbed to the top of
a tree, and looked round on all sides to see if he could see any way
of getting"help. He saw a small light beyond the forest. He came
down from the tree, and after a great deal of trouble, he and his
brothers found their way to the house where it was burning. They
knocked at the door; it was opened by a pleasant-looking lady, who
asked what brought them there. Hop-o'-my-thumb told her they
were poor children who had lost their road, and he begged that
she would let them sleep there till morning. But the lady said,
"Ah, my poor children, you do not know what place you have come
to. This is the house of an ogre who eats up little boys and girls."
"Madam," replied Hop-o'-my-thumb, and he trembled from head to
foot, "what shall we do ? If we go back to the forest we are sure
to be torn to pieces by the wolves. We had better, I think, be
eaten by the gentleman; besides, when he sees us, perhaps he will
spare our lives." The ogre's wife thought she could contrive to
hide them from her husband till the morning, so she let them in,
and told them they might sit down to warm themselves before the
fire. In about a quarter of an hour there came a loud knocking
at the door; this was the ogre come home. His wife hurried the
children under the bed, and told them to lie still; then she let her
husband in.
The ogre asked if supper was ready; then he sat down at the table.
In a minute or two he beganto sniff this way and that way, and said
he smelt child's flesh. "It must be the calf which has just been
killed," said his wife. "I smell child's flesh, I tell you I" cried the
ogre, looking all about the room. As soon as he had said this he

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rose and went towards the bed. Oh, madam," said he, "you
thought to cheat me, did you? But, really, how lucky this is these
brats will make a nice dish for three ogres who ate to dine with me
to-morrow." He then drew the childreii out one by one from under
the bed. The poor boys fell on their knees, and begged his pardon
as humbly as they could. It was all in vain, the ogre fetched a large
knife, and'began to sharpen it on a long whet-stone that he held in
his left hand, and all the while he came nearer the bed. He then
caught up one of the children, and was going to set about cutting
him to pieces, when his wife said, "What in the world makes you
take the trouble of killing them to-night? will it not be time
enough to-morrow morning?" "That is.very true," said the ogre,
throwing down the boy and the knife. "Give them all a good
supper, that they may not get lean, and send them to bed." The
good woman was quite glad at this. She gave them plenty for
their supper, but the poor children were so terrified that they could
not eat a bit.
The ogre sat down to his supper in great glee at the thought of
giving his friends such a dainty dish; this made him drink rather more
wine than usual, and soon he felt so sleepy that he went off to bed.
Now the ogre had seven daughters, who were all about as young as
Hop-o'-my-thumb and his brothers. These young ogresses had been
put to bed very early that night: they all slept together in a large
bed, and every one of them had a crown of gold on her head. There
was another bed of the same size in the room, and in this the ogre's
wife put the seven little boys.
Now Hop-o'-my-thumb was afraid that the ogre would wake in
the night, and kill him and his brothers whilst they were asleep. So
he crept softly out of bed, took off his brothers' night-caps and his
own, and went with them to the bed where the young ogresses slept;
he then took off their crowns, and put the night-caps on their heads


instead; next he put the crowns on his brothers' heads and his own,
and then he got into bed again; and he expected after this that, if
the ogre should come, he would take him and his brothers for his own
children. Everything turned out as he wished. The ogre awoke
soon after midnight, and began to be very sorry that he had put
off killing the boys till the morning: so he jumped up and began
brandishing his'large knife. "Let us see," said he, "what the young
rascals are about, and do the business at once !" He then walked
stealthily to the room where they all were, and went up to the bed
the boys were in, and they were all asleep except Hop'-o-my-thumb.
He touched their heads one after another, and, feeling the crowns of
gold, said to himself, "Oh, oh! I had like to have made such a mis-
take. I must have drunk too much wine last night." He then went
to the bed that his own little ogresses occupied, and when he felt the
night-caps, he said, "Oh! here you are, my lads;" and so in a
moment he cut the throats of all his daughters. He went back to his
own room then, to sleep till morning. As soon as Hop-o'-my-thumb
heard him snore, he roused his brothers, and told them to put
on their clothes quickly and follow him. They stole on tip-toe
down into the garden, jumped from the wall into the road, and ran
swiftly away.
In the morning, when the ogre awoke, he said to his wife, grinning,
"My dear, go and dress the young rogues I saw last night." She sup-
posed that he wanted her to help them to put on their clothes, so she
went up-stairs, and the first thing she saw was her seven daughters
lying with their throats cut. She fell down at once in a faint. The
ogre was afraid she might be too long in doing what he wanted, so
he followed her; and words cannot tell how shocked he was at the
sight which met his eyes Oh, what have I done !" he cried, "but
the little rascals shall pay for it, I warrant them He threw some
watel on his wife's face, and, as soon as she came to herself, he said,


"Bring me my seven-league boots, that I may go and catch the young
vipers." The boots were fetched; the ogre drew them on, and set
out. He went striding over many parts of the country, and at last
turned into the very road in which the poor children were. They
had discovered the way to their father's cottage, and had almost
reached it. They watched the ogre stepping from mountain to moun-
tain, and crossing rivers as if they had been small streams. Hop-o'-
my-thumb thought for a moment what was to be done. He spied a
hollow place under a large rock. Get in -there," said he to his
brothers. He then crept in himself, but kept his eyes fixed on the
ogre, to see what he would do next. The ogre found himself quite
tired with his journey, so he began to think of resting, and where did
he sit down but on the very rock under which the poor children were
hid. He fell fast asleep, and soon began to snore so loud that the
little fellows were terrified. When Hop-o'-my-thumb saw this, he told
his brothers to steal away home and leave him to shift for himself.
They did so. Then he crept up to the giant, pulled oft his seven-
league boots very gently, and put them on his own feet, for the boots,
being fairy boots, could make themselves small enough to fit any foot
they pleased.
As soon as Hop-o'-my-thumb had made sure of the ogre's seven-
league boots, he went off to the palace and offered his services
to carry orders from the king to his army, which was then at a
great distance. In short, he thought he could be of more use to
the king than all his mail coaches, and might make his fortune by
carrying news here and there. He succeeded so well, that, in a
short time, he made money enough to keep himself, his father, his
mother, and his six brothers, without the trouble of working, for the
rest of their lives.
And now let us see what became of the wicked ogre, whom we
left sleeping on the rock. He had an evil conscience, and so had bad


dreams, and in the middle of one of his dreams he slipped down and
bruised himself so much that he could not stir. At last it grew dark,
and then a great serpent came out of the wood near at hand and
stung him, so that he died in pain.
And Hop-o'-my-thumb every day grew more witty and brave, and
in the end the king made him the greatest lord in the kingdom, and
he married the most beautiful lady that ever was known.


NCE upon a time a king was hunting a wild boar in, a
Great -forest, and he chased it so eagerly that none of his
Shuntsmen could follow him. It began to grow dark, so he
stopped to look about him, and then he saw that he had
lost his way. Just at that moment he caught sight of an old
woman coming towards him, whose head kept continually
shaking. She was a witch.
"My good woman," said he to her, can you show me the way
out of the wood ?"

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"Oh yes, your majesty," answered she,-" I can do that very well,
but only on one condition, and if you do not agree to it you will
never get out, and must die here'of hunger."
"Tell me the condition," said the king.
"I have an only daughter," answered the old woman, "as
beautiful a girl as there is in the wide world, and she deserves to be
your wife. If you will make her your queen, I will show you the
way out of the wood."
The king was so afraid that he would have to die there of
hunger, that he consented.
The old woman then led him to her cottage, where her daughter
sat by the side of the fire. She received the king as if she had
expected him, and he saw that she was really very beautiful. But for
all that she did not please him, and when he looked at her he
shuddered. He had promised, however, to marry her, and there was
an end of it. So he lifted her up beside him on his horse, and the
old woman pointed out the way, and they soon arrived at the royal
palace, where the wedding was celebrated.
This, you must know, was the king's second marriage. By his
first wife he had seven children, six boys and a girl, whom he
loved very much indeed. Now he was afraid that the step-
mother might not be kind to them, so he took them to a lonely
castle which stood in the midst of a wood. It was so hidden, and
the road was so difficult to find, that he himself could never have
got to it, if a wise woman had not given him a wonderful ball of
thread, which, when he threw it before him, unrolled of itself and
showed him the way.
The king went so often to see his dear children that the queen
noticed it, and was as full of curiosity as could be to know what
business took him thus alone to the wood. She bribed his servants,
and they told her about the children, and the castle far in the forest.


and the wonderful ball that showed the way. After that she never
rested till she found out where the king kept the ball. Then
she made some little white shirts, and she sewed a spell, that
her mother had taught her, into each of them; and one day when
the king had gone to hunt, she took the little shirts and set off for
the castle, and the ball showed her how to go.
The six brothers saw some one in the distance, and thinking it
was their father, ran joyfully to meet him. When they came up to
her the queen threw the shirts over them, and when the shirts
touched their bodies they were changed into swans, and flew away
over the wood. The witch's daughter went home quite happy, and
thought she had got rid ot all her step-children; but the little girl
had not run out with her brothers, and oddly enough the queen had
not heard about her.
The next day the king came to visit his children, but he found
nobody but the little daughter. "Where are your brothers?" he
Oh, dear father," she answered, "they are gone, and have left
me alone." And then she told him how she had looked out of
the window and seen her brothers changed into swans, and how
they had flown away over the wood. She also showed him some
feathers which they had dropped in the courtyard, and which she had
picked up.
The king was grieved, but he never thought the queen had
done this wicked deed. He feared the little girl might also be
stolen away from him, so he wished to take her away .back to
the palace with him. But she was afraid of her stepmother, and
begged her father to let her stay one night more in the castle
in the wood. The poor little girl thought, "Something dreadful
will be sure to happen to me if I go home I will go and look
for my brothers."



And when night came she ran away, and went straight into the
wood. She walked all night long, and all the next day too, till she
was so tired that she could go no farther. Then she saw a'little
house and went in, and she found a room with six little beds. She
did not dare to lie down in any of them, but crept under one, laid
herself on the nard floor, and tried to fall asleep.
When the sun was just going to set she heard a rustling, and saw
six swans flying in at the window. They sat down on the floor, and
began blowing on one another, until they had blown all their
feathers off, and their swan's skins came off like shirts. Then the
little girl knew them at once for her brothers, and was very glad, and
crept out from under the bed.
The brothers were no less pleased when they saw their sweet
sister, but their joy did not last long. "You cannot stay here," said
they to her, "this is a robber's house. If the robbers come in and
find you, they will kill you."
Cannot you protect me ?" asked the little sister.
"No," answered they, "we can only take off our. swan's skins
for a quarter of an hour every evening, and have our natural shape
during that time, but afterwards we become swans again."
The little sister cried and said, "Cannot you be released ?"
"Oh no," answered they, "the conditions are too hard. You
might release us, but you would need neither to speak nor laugh for
six years, and would have to make for us six shirts of stitchweed
during that time. If one single word happened to come from youm
mouth all your work would be in vain." When her brothers had
said this, the quarter of an hour was over, and they turned into swans
again and flew out of the window.
But the little girl made a firm resolution to rescue her brothers,
even if it cost her her life. She left the cottage, and went into the
'middle of the wood and climbed up a tree, and spent the night

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among the branches. Next morning she got down, collected a
quantity of stitchweed, and began to sew. She could not speak to
any one, for there was no one there to speak to, and she had no
inclination to laugh. So there she sat, and sewed and sewed.
When she had been there a long time, it chanced that the king
of the country was hunting in the forest, and his hunters came to
the tree on which the little girl was. They called to her and said,
"Who are you?"
But she said nothing.
Come down to us," they said, "we will do you no harm."
She only shook her head.
The hunters then climbed up the tree and brought down the little
girl, and took her to the king.
The king asked, "Who are you? and what were you doing up
in the tree?"
She never answered.
He asked the same questions in all the languages he knew, but
she remained as dumb as a fish. However, she was so beautiful
that the king's heart was touched, and he fell deeply in love with
her. He placed her before him on his horse, and brought her to
his castle. There he set her by him at table, and her modest look
and dignified manners pleased him so much that he said, "I will
marry her, and no one else in the world." He kept his promise, and
married her a few days afterwards.
But the king had a wicked stepmother, who was not pleased with
the marriage, and spoke ill of the young queen. "Who knows
where the girl comes from?" said she; "one who cannot speak is not
good enough for a king."
A year after, when the queen's first little child was born, the old
woman took it away, and smeared the queen's mouth with blood
while she was asleep. Then she went to the king and accused


tne queen of eating her child. The king would not believe it,
and would not let any one do her any harm; and she always
sat and sewed the shirts, and would take no notice of any-
thing else.
Next time that she had another beautiful baby the wicked step-
mother did the-same as before, but again the king would not listen
to her. My wife," he said, is too pious and good to do such a
thing. If she were not dumb, if she could speak and defend herself,
her innocence would be as clear as day."
But when for the third time the old woman stole the new-born
child and accused the queen, who could not say a word in her
defence, the king could not help himself; he was obliged to give her
up to the hands of justice, and she was condemned to be burned to
When the day came that the sentence was to be carried out, it
happened to be exactly the last day of the six years during which she
might neither speak nor laugh. A little while now would free her
brothers from the power of the spell. The six shirts were finished,
all but the last one, which'still wanted the left sleeve. As she went
to the place of execution she carried the shirts on her arm, and
when she stood at the stake and the fire was just going to be lit,
she looked round, and there came six swans flying through the
air. The swans flew to her and alighted quite near; she threw
the shirts over them, and as soon as that was done their swan's
skins fell off, and her brothers stood before her. They were all
grown up, and were as strong .and handsome .young princes as you
could see, only the youngest had no left arm, but instead of it a
swan's wing.
They embraced and kissed their sister, and then the queen went
to the king and said, Dear husband, now I may speak and tell you
that I am innocent and falsely accused." And she told him about

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