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Adi>entitres of Tom 'I hinnh

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Little Snow White 5

The Ugly Duckling 22

Aladdin and the Wonderful Lamp 43

The Sleeping Beauty 64

puss-in-boots 73

Adventures of Tom Thumb 81

The Three Bears 95

The Little Match Girl 103

Beauty and the Beast : 109

The Story op Cinderella 122

Jack the Giant Killer 135

Jack and the Beanstalk 155

Dick Whittington and His Cat 167

The Story of Bluebeard 184

Little Red Riding-Hood 195

Sindbad the Sailor 202

Hansel and Gretel 230

The Goose Girl 247


/^NCE upon a time in the middle of winter,
^^^ when the flakes of snow were falling like
feathers from the clouds, a Queen sat at her
palace window, which had an ebony black frame,
stitching her husband's shirts. While she was
thus engaged and looking out at the snow she
pricked her finger, and three drops of blood fell
upon the snow. Now the red looked so well upon
the white that she thought to herself , *'0h, that
I had a child as white as this snow, as red as this
blood, and as black as the wood of this frame!''
Soon afterwards a little daughter came to her,
who was as white as snow, and with cheeks as red



as blood, and with hair as black as ebony, and
from this she was named ''Snow-White/' And
at the same time her mother died.

About a year afterwards the King married
another wife, who was very beautiful, but so
proud and haughty that she could not bear any-
one to be better-looking than herself. She owned
a wonderful mirror, and when she stepped before
it and said:

" Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of us all ?"

it replied :

" The Queen is the fairest of the day."

Then she was pleased, for she knew that the
mirror spoke truly.

Little Snow-White, however, grew up, and
became prettier and prettier, and when she was
seven years old she was as fair as the noonday,
and more beautiful than the Queen herself
When the Queen now asked her mirror:

" Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the fuirciit of us all ?"

it replied :

" The Queen was fairest yesterday ;
Snow-\Vhite is the fairest, now, they say."



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This answer so angered the Queen that she
became quite yellow with envy. From that hour,
whenever she saw Snow-White, her heart was
hardened against her, and she hated the little
girl. Her envy and jealousy increased so that
she had no rest day or night, and she said to a
Huntsman, ''Take the child away into the forest.
I will never look upon her again. You must kill
her, and bring me her heart and tongue for a

The Huntsman listened and took the maiden
away, but when he drew out his knife to kill her,
she began to cry, saying, ''Ah, dear Huntsman,
give me my life ! I will run into the wild forest,
and never come home again. "

This speech softened the Hunter's heart, and
her beauty so touched him that he had pity on
her and said, "Well, run away then, poor child. *^
But he thought to himself, "The wild beasts will
soon devour you. '' Still he felt as if a stone had
been lifted from his heart, because her death was
not by his hand. Just at that moment a young
boar came roaring along to the spot, and as soon
as he clapped eyes upon it the Huntsman caught
it, and, killing it, took its tongue and heart


and carried them to the Queen, for a token of his

But now poor little Snow-White was left
motherless and alone, and overcome with grief,
she was bewildered at the sight of so many trees,
and knew not which way to turn. She ran till
her feet refused to go farther, and as it was get-
ting dark, and she saw a little house near, she
entered in to rest. In this cottage everything
was very small, but very neat and elegant. In
the middle stood a little table with a white cloth
over it, and seven little plates upon it, each plate
having a spoon and a knife and a fork, and there
were also seven little mugs. Against the wall
were seven little beds arranged in a row, each
covered with snow-white sheets.

Little Snow-White, being both hungry and
thirsty, ate a little morsel of porridge out of each
plate, and drank a drop or two of wine out ol
each mug, for she did not wish to take away the
whole share of anyone. After that, because she
was so tired, she laid herself down on one bed,
but it did not suit; she tried another, but that
was too long; a fourth was too short, a fifth too
hard. But the seventh was just the thing; and



tucking herself up in it, she went to sleep, first
saying her prayers as usual.

When it became quite dark the owners of the
cottage came home, seven Dwarfs, who dug for
gold and silver in the
mountains. They
first lighted seven lit-
tle lamps, and saw at
once— for they lit up
the whole room— that
somebody had been in,
for everything was
not in the order in
which they had left it.

The first asked,
**Who has been sitting on my chair?'' The
second, ''Who has been eating off my plate?''
The third said, ''Who has been nibbling at my
bread?" The fourth, "Who has been at my por-
ridge?" The fifth, "Who has been meddling
with my fork?" The sixth grumbled out, "Who
has been cutting with my knife?" The seventh
said, "Who has been drinking out of my mug?"

Then the first, looking round, began again,
"Who has been lying on my bed?" he asked, for


he saw that the sheets were tumbled. At these
words the others came, and looking at their beds
cried out too, ''Some one has been lying in our
beds!'' But the seventh little man, running up
to his, saw Snow-White sleeping in it; so he called
his companions, who shouted with wonder and
held up their seven lamps, so that the light fell
upon the little girl.

'*0h, heavens! oh, heavens!'' said they;
*'what a beauty she is!" and they were so much
delighted that they would not awaken her, but
left her to sleep, and the seventh Dwarf, in
whose bed she was, slept with each of his fellows
one hour, and so passed the night.

As soon as morning dawned Snow-White
awoke, and was quite frightened when she saw
the seven little men; but they were very friendly,
and asked her what she was called.

*'My name is Snow-White, " was her reply.

''Why have you come into our cottage?"
they asked.

Then she told them how her stepmother would
have had her killed, but the Huntsman had spared
her life, and how she had wandered about the
whole day until at last she had found their house.



When her tale was finished the Dwarfs said,
** Will you look after our household— be our cook,
make the beds, wash, sew, and knit for us, and
keep everything in neat order? If so, we will
keep you here, and you shall want for noth-

And Snow -White answered, ''Yes, with all
my heart and will/' And so she remained with
them, and kept their house in order.

In the morning the Dwarfs went into the
mountains and searched for silver and gold, and
in the evening they came home and found their
meals ready for them. During the day the
maiden was left alone, and therefore the good
Dwarfs warned her and said, ''Be careful
of your stepmother, who will soon know of
your being here. So let nobody enter the cot-
tage. ''

The Queen meanwhile, supposing that she
had eaten the heart and tongue of her step-
daughter, believed that she was now above all
the most beautiful woman in the world. One
day she stepped before her mirror, and said :

" Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of us all V



and it replied :

" The Queen was fairest yesterday;
Snow-^Miite is fairest now, they say.
The Dwarfs protect her from thy sway
Amid the forest, far away."

This reply surprised her, but she knew that the
mirror spoke the truth. She knew, therefore,
that the Huntsman had deceived her, and that
Snow-White was still alive. So she dyed her
face and clothed herself as a pedler woman, so
that no one could recognize her, and in this dis-
guise she went over the seven hills to the house
of the seven Dwarfs. She knocked at the door of
the hut, and called out, ''Fine goods for sale!
beautiful goods for sale ! "

Snow-White peeped out of the window and
said, ''Good day, my good woman; what have
you to sell?"

"Fine goods, beautiful goods!'' she replied.
"Stays of all colors.'' And she held up a pair
which were made of many-colored silks.

"I may let in this honest woman," thought
Snow-White; and she unbolted the door and bar-
gained for one pair of stays.

"You can't think, my dear, how they becomb



you ! '' exclaimed the old woman. *'Come, let me
lace them up for you. ''

Snow-White suspected nothing, and let her
do as she wished, but the old woman laced her up
so quickly and so tightly that all her breath went,
and she fell down like one dead. '*Now, "
thought the old woman to herself, hastening
away, ''now am I once more the most beautiful
of all!''

At eventide, not long after she had left, the
seven Dwarfs came home, and were much
frightened at seeing their dear little maid lying
on the ground, and neither moving nor breath-
ing, as if she were dead.
They raised her up, and
when they saw that she
was laced too tight they
cut the stays to pieces,
and presently she began
to breathe again, and



little by little she revived. When the Dwarfs
now heard what had taken place, they said,
**The old pedler woman was no other than your
wicked stepmother. Take more care of yourself,
and let no one enter when we are not with you. ''
Meanwhile, the Queen had reached home,
and, going before her mirror, she repeated her
usual words :

** Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of us all ?"

and it repMed as before:

" The Queen was fairest yesterday;
Snow-White is fairest now, they say.
The Dwarfs protect her from thy sway
Amid the forest, far away."

As soon as it had finished, all her blood
rushed to her heart, for she was so angry to hear
that Snow-White was yet living. ''But now,*'
thought she to herself, ''will I make something
which shall destroy her completely.'' Thus say-
ing, she made a poisoned comb by arts which she
understood, and then, disguising herself, she took
the form of an old widow. She went over the
seven hills to the house of the seven Dwarfs, and



knocking at the door, called out, ''Good wares to
sell to-day!'^

Snow-White peeped out and said, ''You must
go farther, for I
dare not let you



"But still
you may look,"
said the old
woman, draw-
ing out her poi-
soned comb and
holding it up.
The sight of this
pleased the
maiden so
much that
she allowed

herself to be persuaded, and opened the door. As
soon as she had bought something the old woman
said, "Now let me for once comb your hair
properly," and Snow-White consented. But
scarcely was the comb drawn through the hair
when the poison began to work, and the maiden
fell down senseless.



''You pattern of beauty/' cried the wicked
Queen, ''it is now all over with you.'' And so
saying, she departed.

Fortunately, evening soon came, and the
seven Dwarfs returned, and as soon as they saw
Snow-White lying, like dead, upon the ground,
they suspected the Queen, and discovering the
poisoned comb, they immediately drew it out.
Then the maiden very soon revived and told them
all that had happened. So again they warned
her against the wicked stepmother, and bade her
open the door to nobody.

Meanwhile the Queen, on her arrival home,
had again consulted her mirror, and received the
same answer as twice before. This made her
tremble and foam with rage and jealousy, and
she swore that Snow-White should die if it cost
her her own life. Thereupon she went into an
inner secret chamber where no one could enter,
and made an apple of the most deep and subtle
poison. Outwardly it looked nice enough, and
had rosy cheeks which would make the mouth of
everyone who looked at it water; but whoever
ate the smallest piece of it would surely die. As
soon as the apple was ready the Queen again



dyed her face, and clothed herself like a peasant's
wife, and then over the seven mountains to the
house of the seven Dwarfs she made her way.

She knocked at the door, and Snow-White
stretched out her head and said, ''I dare not let
anyone enter; the seven Dwarfs have forbidden

*'That is hard on me,'' said the old woman,
* 'for I must take back my apples; but there is
one which I will give you. "

''No," answered Snow-White; '*no, I dare
not take it."

"What! are you afraid of it?" cried the old
woman. "There, see— I will cut the apple in
halves; do you eat the red cheeks, and I will eat
the core. " (The apple was so artfully made that
the red cheeks alone were poisoned.) Snow-
White very much wished for the beautiful apple,
and when she saw the woman eating the core she
could no longer resist, but, stretching out her
hand, took the poisoned part. Scarcely had she
placed a piece in her mouth when she fell down
dead upon the ground. Then the Queen, looking
at her with glittering eyes, and laughing bitterly,
exclaimed, "White as snow, red as blood, black



as ebony! This time the Dwarfs cannot re-
awaken you."

When she reached home and consulted her


" Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of us all ?"

it answered :

" The Queen is fairest of the day."

Then her envious
heart was at rest, as
peacefully as an envious
heart can rest.

When the little
Dwarfs returned home
in the evening they found Snow-White lying on
the ground, and there appeared to be no life in
her body; she seemed to be quite dead. They
raised her up, and tried if they could find any-
thing poisonous. They unlaced her, and even
uncombed her hair, and washed her with water
and with wine. But nothing availed: the dear
child was really and truly dead.

Then they laid her upon a bier, and all seven



placed themselves around it, and wept and
wept for three days without ceasing. Then they
prepared to bury her. But she looked still fresh
and life-like, and even her red cheeks had not
deserted her, so they said to one another, *'We
cannot bury her in the black ground." Then
they ordered a case to be made of glass. In this
they could see the body on all sides, and the
Dwarfs wrote her name with golden letters upon
the glass, saying that she was a King's daughter.
Now they placed the glass case upon the ledge on
a rock, and one of them always remained by it
watching. Even the birds bewailed the loss of
Snow-White; first came an owl, then a raven,
and last of all a dove.

For a long time Snow-White lay peacefully
in her case, and changed not, but looked as
if she were only asleep, for she was still white
as snow, red as blood, and black-haired as
ebony. By and by it happened that a King's
son was traveling in the forest, and came to
the Dwarfs' house to pass the night. He soon
saw the glass case upon the rock, and the beau-
tiful maiden lying within, and he read also the
golden inscription.



When he had examined it, he said to the
Dwarfs, '' Let me have this case, and I will pay
what you like for it. ''

But the Dwarfs replied, ''We will not sell it
for all the gold in the world. "

''Then give it to me, '' said the Prince; "for
I cannot live without Snow-White. I will honor
and protect her as long as I live. ''

When the Dwarfs saw that he was so much
in earnest, they pitied him, and at last gave him
the case, and the Prince ordered it to be carried
away on the shoulders of his attendants. Pres-
ently it happened that they stumbled over a rut,
and with the shock the piece of poisoned apple
which lay in Snow-White's mouth fell out. Very
soon she opened her eyes, and raising the lid of the
glass case, she rose up and asked, "Where am I?"

Full of joy, the Prince answered, "You are
safe with me. '' And he told to her what she had
suffered, and how he would rather have her than
any other for his wife, and he asked her to
accompany him home to the castle of the King
his father. Snow-White consented, and when
they arrived there they were married with great
splendor and magnificence.



» — - — >

Snow -White's stepmother was also invited to
the wedding, and when she was dressed in all her
finery to go, she first stepped in front of her
mirror and asked:

" Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of us all ?''

and it replied:

" The Queen was fairest yesterday;
The Prince's bride is now, they say."

At these words the Queen was in a fury, and was
so terribly mortified that she knew not what to
do with herself. At first she resolved not to go
to the wedding, but she could not resist the
wish to see the Princess. So she went; but as
soon as she saw the bride she recognized Snow-
White, and was so terrified with rage and
astonishment that she rushed out of the castle
and was ndver heard of again.



TT was beautiful in the country. It was sum-
mertime. The wheat was yellow, the oats
were green, the hay was stacked up in the green
meadows, and the stork paraded about on his
long red legs, talking in Eg>^ptian, which lan-
guage he had learnt from his mother.

The fields and meadows were skirted by thick
woods, and a deep lake lay in the midst of the
woods. Yes; it was indeed beautiful in the
country! The sunshine fell warmly on an old



mansion, surrounded by deep canals, and from
the walls down to the water's edge there grew
large burdock leaves, so high that children could
stand upright among them without being seen.

This place was as wild as the thickest part of
the wood, and on that account a Duck had chosen
to make her nest there. She was sitting on her
eggs; but the pleasure she had felt at first was
now almost gone, because she had been there so
long, and had so few visitors, for the other
Ducks preferred swimming on the canals to sit-
ting among the burdock leaves gossiping with

At last the eggs cracked one after another,
*' Chick, chick!'' All the eggs were alive, and
one little head after another peered forth.
'* Quack, quack! " said the Duck, and all got up
as well as they could. They peeped about from
under the green leaves; and as green is good for
the eyes, their mother let them look as long as
they pleased.

' ' How large the world is ! " said the little ones,
for they found their new abode very different
from their former narrow one in the egg-shells.

'*Do you imagine this to be the whole of the



world? '' said the mother. *'It extends far be-
yond the other side of the garden in the pastor's
field; but I have never been there. Are you all
here? '' And then she got up. ''No, not all, for
the largest egg is still here. How long will this
last? I am so weary of it! '' And then she sat
down again.

"Well, and how are you getting on? '' asked
an old Duck, who had come to pay her a visit.

''This one egg keeps me so long,'' said the
mother. ''It will not break. But you should see
the others! They are the prettiest little Duck-
lings I have seen in all my days. They are all
like their father— the good-for-nothing fellow, he
has not been to visit me once ! "

"Let me see the egg that will not break,"
said the old Duck. "Depend upon it, it is a
turkey's egg. I was cheated in the same way
once myself, and I had such trouble with the
young ones; for they were afraid of the water,
and I could not get them there. I called and
scolded, but it was all of no use. But let me see
the egg— ah, yes! to be sure, that is a turkey's
egg. Leave it, and teach the other little ones to




**I will sit on it a little longer/' said the
Duck. **I have been sitting so long, that I may
as well spend the harvest here, ''

''It is no business of mine,'' said the old
Duck, and away she waddled.

The great egg burst at last. * ' Chick ! chick ! "
said the little one, and out it tumbled— but, oh !
how large and ugly it was ! The Duck looked at
it. **That is a great, strong creature, " said she.
**None of the others are at all like it. Can it be
a young turkey-cock? Well, we shall soon find
out. It must go into the water, though I push it
in myself."

The next day there was delightful weather,
and the sun shone warmly upon the green leaves
when Mother Duck with all her family went
down to the canal. Plump she went into the
water. *' Quack! quack!" cried she, and one
duckling after another jumped in. The water
closed over their heads, but all came up again,
and swam together quite easily. Their legs
moved without effort. All were there, even the
ugly grey one.

''No; it is not a turkey, " said the old Duck;
only see how prettily it moves its legs, how upright



it holds itself! It is my own child. It is also
really very pretty, when you look more closely at
it. Quack ! quack ! now come with me, I will take
you into the world and introduce you in the duck-
yards. But keep close to me, or someone may
tread on you; and beware of the Cat. ^'

So they came into the duck-yard. There was
a horrid noise; two families were quarreling
about the head of an eel, which in the end was
carried off by the Cat.

''See, my children, such is the way of the
world, " said the Mother Duck, wiping her beak,
for she, too, was fond of eels. ''Now use your
legs, ''said she, "keep together, and bow to the
old Duck you see yonder. She is the most dis-
tinguished of all the fowls present, and is of
Spanish blood, which accounts for her dignified
appearance and manners. And look, she has a
red rag on her leg ! That is considered extremely
handsome, and is the greatest honor a Duck can
have. Don't turn your feet inwards; a well-
educated Duckling always keeps his legs far
apart, like his father and mother, just so— look !
Now bow your necks, and say, 'Quack. ' "

And they did as they were told. But the



other Ducks, who were in the yard, looked at
them and said aloud, ''Just see! Now we have
another brood, as if there were not enough of us
already. And fie ! how ugly that one is. We will
not endure it. "
And immedi-
ately one of
the Ducks flew
at him, and bit
him in the

* ' Leave
him alone,"
said the m.oth-
er. *'He is
doing no one
any harm."

"Yes, but
he is so large and so strange-looking, and there-
fore he shall be teased, '' said the others.

''Those are fine children that our good mother
has, '' said the old Duck with the red rag on her
leg. "All are pretty except one, and that has
not turned out well; I almost wish it could be
hatched over again. "




**That cannot be, please your Highness,
said the mother. ''Certainly he is not handsome,
but he is a very good child, and swims as well

as the others, indeed,
rather better. I think he
will grow like the others
all in good time, and
perhaps will look smaller.
He stayed so long in the
egg-shell, that is the
cause of the difference. ''
And she scratched the
Duckling's neck, and
stroked his whole body.
' ' Besides, ' ' added she,
*'he is a Drake. I think
he will be very strong, so
it does not matter so
much. He will fight his
way through.''

''The other Ducks are

very pretty, " said the old

Duck. "Pray make yourselves at home, and if

you find an eel's head you can bring it to me.

So they made themselves at home.




But the poor little Duckling, who had come
last out of its egg-shell, and who was so ugly,
was bitten, pecked, and teased by both Ducks
and Hens. ''It is so large!'' said they all. And
the Turkey-cock, who had come into the world
with spurs on, and therefore fancied he was an
emperor, puffed himself up like a ship in full sail,
and marched up to the Duckling quite red with

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