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feel if you will soon be fat. Hansel, however, stretched out a
little bone to her, and the old woman, who had dim eyes, could not
see it, and thought it was Hansel's finger, and was astonished that
there was no way of fattening him. When four weeks had gone by,
and Hansel still remained thin, she was seized with impatience and
would not wait any longer. Now, then, Gretel, she cried to the
girl, stir yourself, and bring some water. Let Hansel be fat or
lean, to-morrow I will kill him, and cook him. Ah, how the poor
little sister did lament when she had to fetch the water, and how
her tears did flow down her cheeks. Dear God, do help us, she
cried. If the wild beasts in the forest had but devoured us, we
should at any rate have died together. Just keep your noise to
yourself, said the old woman, it won't help you at all.

Early in the morning, Gretel had to go out and hang up the
cauldron with the water, and light the fire. We will bake first,
said the old woman, I have already heated the oven, and kneaded
the dough. She pushed poor Gretel out to the oven, from which
flames of fire were already darting. Creep in, said the witch,
and see if it properly heated, so that we can put the bread in.
And once Gretel was inside, she intended to shut the oven and let
her bake in it, and then she would eat her, too. But Gretel saw
what she had in mind, and said, I do not know how I am to do it.
How do I get in. Silly goose, said the old woman, the door is big
enough. Just look, I can get in myself, and she crept up and
thrust her head into the oven. Then Gretel gave her a push that
drove her far into it, and shut the iron door, and fastened the
bolt. Oh. Then she began to howl quite horribly, but Gretel ran
away, and the godless witch was miserably burnt to death.
Gretel, however, ran like lightning to Hansel, opened his little
stable, and cried, Hansel, we are saved. The old witch is dead.
Then Hansel sprang like a bird from its cage when the door is
opened. How they did rejoice and embrace each other, and dance
about and kiss each other. And as they had no longer any need to
fear her, they went into the witch's house, and in every corner
there stood chests full of pearls and jewels. These are far better
than pebbles. Said Hansel, and thrust into his pockets whatever
could be got in, and Gretel said, I, too, will take something home
with me, and filled her pinafore full. But now we must be off, said
Hansel, that we may get out of the witch's forest.

When they had walked for two hours, they came to a great
stretch of water. We cannot cross, said Hansel, I see no
foot-plank, and no bridge. And there is also no ferry, answered
Gretel, but a white duck is swimming there. If I ask her, she
will help us over. Then she cried -
little duck, little duck, dost thou see,
Hansel and Gretel are waiting for thee.
There's never a plank, or bridge in sight,
take us across on thy back so white.
The duck came to them, and Hansel seated himself on its back,
and told his sister to sit by him. No, replied Gretel, that will be
too heavy for the little duck. She shall take us across, one after
the other. The good little duck did so, and when they were once
safely across and had walked for a short time, the forest seemed to
be more and more familiar to them, and at length they saw from
afar their father's house. Then they began to run, rushed into the
parlor, and threw themselves round their father's neck. The man
had not known one happy hour since he had left the children in the
forest. The woman, however, was dead. Gretel emptied her
pinafore until pearls and precious stones ran about the room, and
Hansel threw one handful after another out of his pocket to add to
them. Then all anxiety was at an end, and they lived together in
perfect happiness. My tale is done, there runs a mouse, whosoever
catches it, may make himself a big fur cap out of it.
There was once on a time a poor man, who could no longer
support his only son. Then said the son, dear father, things go so
badly with us that I am a burden to you. I would
rather go away and see how I can earn my bread. So the father gave
him his blessing, and with great sorrow took leave of him. At this
time the king of a mighty empire was at war and the youth took
service with him, and went out to fight. And when he came before
the enemy, there was a battle, and great danger, and it rained shot
until his comrades fell on all sides, and when the leader also was
killed, those left were about to take flight, but the youth stepped
forth, spoke boldly to them, and cried, we will not let our
father-land be ruined. Then the others followed him, and he pressed
on and conquered the enemy. When the king heard that he owed the
victory to him alone, he raised him above all the others, gave him
great treasures, and made him the first in the kingdom.

The king had a daughter who was very beautiful, but she was
also very strange. She had made a vow to take no one as her lord
and husband who did not promise to let himself be buried alive
with her if she died first. If he loves me with all his heart, said
she, of what use will life be to him afterwards. On her side she
would do the same, and if he died first, would go down to the grave
with him. This strange oath had up to this time frightened away
all wooers, but the youth became so charmed with her beauty that
he cared for nothing, but asked her father for her. But do you
know what you must promise, said the king. I must be buried
with her, he replied, if I outlive her, but my love is so great that
I do not mind the danger. Then the king consented, and the wedding
was solemnized with great splendor.

They lived now for a while happy and contented with each other,
and then it befell that the young queen was attacked by a severe
illness, and no physician could save her. And as she lay there dead,
the young king remembered what he had been obliged to promise, and
was horrified at having to lie down alive in the grave, but there

feel if you will soon be fat. Hansel, however, stretched out a

little bone to her, and the old woman, who had dim eyes, could not

see it, and thought it was Hansel's finger, and was astonished that

there was no way of fattening him. When four weeks had gone by,

and Hansel still remained thin, she was seized with impatience and

would not wait any longer. Now, then, Gretel, she cried to the

girl, stir yourself, and bring some water. Let Hansel be fat or

lean, to-morrow I will kill him, and cook him. Ah, how the poor

little sister did lament when she had to fetch the water, and how

her tears did flow down her cheeks. Dear God, do help us, she

cried. If the wild beasts in the forest had but devoured us, we

should at any rate have died together. Just keep your noise to

yourself, said the old woman, it won't help you at all.

Early in the morning, Gretel had to go out and hang up the

cauldron with the water, and light the fire. We will bake first,

said the old woman, I have already heated the oven, and kneaded

the dough. She pushed poor Gretel out to the oven, from which

flames of fire were already darting. Creep in, said the witch,

and see if it properly heated, so that we can put the bread in.

And once Gretel was inside, she intended to shut the oven and let

her bake in it, and then she would eat her, too. But Gretel saw

what she had in mind, and said, I do not know how I am to do it.

How do I get in. Silly goose, said the old woman, the door is big

enough. Just look, I can get in myself, and she crept up and

thrust her head into the oven. Then Gretel gave her a push that

drove her far into it, and shut the iron door, and fastened the

bolt. Oh. Then she began to howl quite horribly, but Gretel ran

away, and the godless witch was miserably burnt to death.

Gretel, however, ran like lightning to Hansel, opened his little

stable, and cried, Hansel, we are saved. The old witch is dead.

Then Hansel sprang like a bird from its cage when the door is

opened. How they did rejoice and embrace each other, and dance

about and kiss each other. And as they had no longer any need to

fear her, they went into the witch's house, and in every corner

there stood chests full of pearls and jewels. These are far better

than pebbles. Said Hansel, and thrust into his pockets whatever

could be got in, and Gretel said, I, too, will take something home

with me, and filled her pinafore full. But now we must be off, said

Hansel, that we may get out of the witch's forest.

When they had walked for two hours, they came to a great

stretch of water. We cannot cross, said Hansel, I see no

foot-plank, and no bridge. And there is also no ferry, answered

Gretel, but a white duck is swimming there. If I ask her, she

will help us over. Then she cried -

little duck, little duck, dost thou see,

Hansel and Gretel are waiting for thee.

There's never a plank, or bridge in sight,

take us across on thy back so white.

The duck came to them, and Hansel seated himself on its back,

and told his sister to sit by him. No, replied Gretel, that will be

too heavy for the little duck. She shall take us across, one after

the other. The good little duck did so, and when they were once

safely across and had walked for a short time, the forest seemed to

be more and more familiar to them, and at length they saw from

afar their father's house. Then they began to run, rushed into the

parlor, and threw themselves round their father's neck. The man

had not known one happy hour since he had left the children in the

forest. The woman, however, was dead. Gretel emptied her

pinafore until pearls and precious stones ran about the room, and

Hansel threw one handful after another out of his pocket to add to

them. Then all anxiety was at an end, and they lived together in

perfect happiness. My tale is done, there runs a mouse, whosoever

catches it, may make himself a big fur cap out of it.

There was once on a time a poor man, who could no longer

support his only son. Then said the son, dear father, things go so

badly with us that I am a burden to you. I would

rather go away and see how I can earn my bread. So the father gave

him his blessing, and with great sorrow took leave of him. At this

time the king of a mighty empire was at war and the youth took

service with him, and went out to fight. And when he came before

the enemy, there was a battle, and great danger, and it rained shot

until his comrades fell on all sides, and when the leader also was

killed, those left were about to take flight, but the youth stepped

forth, spoke boldly to them, and cried, we will not let our

father-land be ruined. Then the others followed him, and he pressed

on and conquered the enemy. When the king heard that he owed the

victory to him alone, he raised him above all the others, gave him

great treasures, and made him the first in the kingdom.

The king had a daughter who was very beautiful, but she was

also very strange. She had made a vow to take no one as her lord

and husband who did not promise to let himself be buried alive

with her if she died first. If he loves me with all his heart, said

she, of what use will life be to him afterwards. On her side she

would do the same, and if he died first, would go down to the grave

with him. This strange oath had up to this time frightened away

all wooers, but the youth became so charmed with her beauty that

he cared for nothing, but asked her father for her. But do you

know what you must promise, said the king. I must be buried

with her, he replied, if I outlive her, but my love is so great that

I do not mind the danger. Then the king consented, and the wedding

was solemnized with great splendor.

They lived now for a while happy and contented with each other,

and then it befell that the young queen was attacked by a severe

illness, and no physician could save her. And as she lay there dead,

the young king remembered what he had been obliged to promise, and

was horrified at having to lie down alive in the grave, but there