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tailor was and remained a king to the end of his life.
Cinderella
The wife of a rich man fell sick, and as she felt that her end
was drawing near, she called her only daughter to her bedside and
said, dear child, be good and pious, and then the
good God will always protect you, and I will look down on you
from heaven and be near you. Thereupon she closed her eyes and
departed. Every day the maiden went out to her mother's grave,
and wept, and she remained pious and good. When winter came
the snow spread a white sheet over the grave, and by the time the
spring sun had drawn it off again, the man had taken another wife.
The woman had brought with her into the house two daughters,
who were beautiful and fair of face, but vile and black of heart.
Now began a bad time for the poor step-child. Is the stupid goose
to sit in the parlor with us, they said. He who wants to eat bread
must earn it. Out with the kitchen-wench. They took her pretty
clothes away from her, put an old grey bedgown on her, and gave
her wooden shoes. Just look at the proud princess, how decked
out she is, they cried, and laughed, and led her into the kitchen.
There she had to do hard work from morning till night, get up
before daybreak, carry water, light fires, cook and wash. Besides
this, the sisters did her every imaginable injury - they mocked her
and emptied her peas and lentils into the ashes, so that she was
forced to sit and pick them out again. In the evening when she had
worked till she was weary she had no bed to go to, but had to sleep
by the hearth in the cinders. And as on that account she always
looked dusty and dirty, they called her cinderella.
It happened that the father was once going to the fair, and he
asked his two step-daughters what he should bring back for them.
Beautiful dresses, said one, pearls and jewels, said the second.
And you, cinderella, said he, what will you have. Father
break off for me the first branch which knocks against your hat on
your way home. So he bought beautiful dresses, pearls and jewels
for his two step-daughters, and on his way home, as he was riding
through a green thicket, a hazel twig brushed against him and
knocked off his hat. Then he broke off the branch and took it with
him. When he reached home he gave his step-daughters the things
which they had wished for, and to cinderella he gave the branch
from the hazel-bush. Cinderella thanked him, went to her mother's
grave and planted the branch on it, and wept so much that the tears
fell down on it and watered it. And it grew and became a handsome
tree. Thrice a day cinderella went and sat beneath it, and wept and
prayed, and a little white bird always came on the tree, and if
cinderella expressed a wish, the bird threw down to her what she
had wished for.
It happened, however, that the king gave orders for a festival
which was to last three days, and to which all the beautiful young
girls in the country were invited, in order that his son might choose
himself a bride. When the two step-sisters heard that they too were
to appear among the number, they were delighted, called cinderella
and said, comb our hair for us, brush our shoes and fasten our
buckles, for we are going to the wedding at the king's palace.
Cinderella obeyed, but wept, because she too would have liked to
go with them to the dance, and begged her step-mother to allow
her to do so. You go, cinderella, said she, covered in dust and
dirt as you are, and would go to the festival. You have no clothes
and shoes, and yet would dance. As, however, cinderella went on
asking, the step-mother said at last, I have emptied a dish of
lentils into the ashes for you, if you have picked them out again in
two hours, you shall go with us. The maiden went through the
back-door into the garden, and called, you tame pigeons, you
turtle-doves, and all you birds beneath the sky, come and help me
to pick
the good into the pot,
the bad into the crop.
Then two white pigeons came in by the kitchen window, and
afterwards the turtle-doves, and at last all the birds beneath the
sky, came whirring and crowding in, and alighted amongst the ashes.
And the pigeons nodded with their heads and began pick, pick,
pick, pick, and the rest began also pick, pick, pick, pick, and
gathered all the good grains into the dish. Hardly had one hour
passed before they had finished, and all flew out again. Then the
girl took the dish to her step-mother, and was glad, and believed
that now she would be allowed to go with them to the festival.
But the step-mother said, no, cinderella, you have no clothes and
you can not dance. You would only be laughed at. And as
cinderella wept at this, the step-mother said, if you can pick two
dishes of lentils out of the ashes for me in one hour, you shall go
with us. And she thought to herself, that she most certainly
cannot do again. When the step-mother had emptied the two
dishes of lentils amongst the ashes, the maiden went through the
back-door into the garden and cried, you tame pigeons, you
turtle-doves, and all you birds beneath the sky, come and help me
to pick
the good into the pot,
the bad into the crop.
Then two white pigeons came in by the kitchen-window, and
afterwards the turtle-doves, and at length all the birds beneath the
sky, came whirring and crowding in, and alighted amongst the
ashes. And the doves nodded with their heads and began pick,
pick, pick, pick, and the others began also pick, pick, pick, pick,
and gathered all the good seeds into the dishes, and before half an
hour was over they had already finished, and all flew out again.
Then the maiden was delighted, and believed that she might now go
with them to the wedding. But the step-mother said, all this will
not help. You cannot go with us, for you have no clothes and can
not dance. We should be ashamed of you. On this she turned her
back on cinderella, and hurried away with her two proud daughters.
As no one was now at home, cinderella went to her mother's
grave beneath the hazel-tree, and cried -

tailor was and remained a king to the end of his life.

Cinderella

The wife of a rich man fell sick, and as she felt that her end

was drawing near, she called her only daughter to her bedside and

said, dear child, be good and pious, and then the

good God will always protect you, and I will look down on you

from heaven and be near you. Thereupon she closed her eyes and

departed. Every day the maiden went out to her mother's grave,

and wept, and she remained pious and good. When winter came

the snow spread a white sheet over the grave, and by the time the

spring sun had drawn it off again, the man had taken another wife.

The woman had brought with her into the house two daughters,

who were beautiful and fair of face, but vile and black of heart.

Now began a bad time for the poor step-child. Is the stupid goose

to sit in the parlor with us, they said. He who wants to eat bread

must earn it. Out with the kitchen-wench. They took her pretty

clothes away from her, put an old grey bedgown on her, and gave

her wooden shoes. Just look at the proud princess, how decked

out she is, they cried, and laughed, and led her into the kitchen.

There she had to do hard work from morning till night, get up

before daybreak, carry water, light fires, cook and wash. Besides

this, the sisters did her every imaginable injury - they mocked her

and emptied her peas and lentils into the ashes, so that she was

forced to sit and pick them out again. In the evening when she had

worked till she was weary she had no bed to go to, but had to sleep

by the hearth in the cinders. And as on that account she always

looked dusty and dirty, they called her cinderella.

It happened that the father was once going to the fair, and he

asked his two step-daughters what he should bring back for them.

Beautiful dresses, said one, pearls and jewels, said the second.

And you, cinderella, said he, what will you have. Father

break off for me the first branch which knocks against your hat on

your way home. So he bought beautiful dresses, pearls and jewels

for his two step-daughters, and on his way home, as he was riding

through a green thicket, a hazel twig brushed against him and

knocked off his hat. Then he broke off the branch and took it with

him. When he reached home he gave his step-daughters the things

which they had wished for, and to cinderella he gave the branch

from the hazel-bush. Cinderella thanked him, went to her mother's

grave and planted the branch on it, and wept so much that the tears

fell down on it and watered it. And it grew and became a handsome

tree. Thrice a day cinderella went and sat beneath it, and wept and

prayed, and a little white bird always came on the tree, and if

cinderella expressed a wish, the bird threw down to her what she

had wished for.

It happened, however, that the king gave orders for a festival

which was to last three days, and to which all the beautiful young

girls in the country were invited, in order that his son might choose

himself a bride. When the two step-sisters heard that they too were

to appear among the number, they were delighted, called cinderella

and said, comb our hair for us, brush our shoes and fasten our

buckles, for we are going to the wedding at the king's palace.

Cinderella obeyed, but wept, because she too would have liked to

go with them to the dance, and begged her step-mother to allow

her to do so. You go, cinderella, said she, covered in dust and

dirt as you are, and would go to the festival. You have no clothes

and shoes, and yet would dance. As, however, cinderella went on

asking, the step-mother said at last, I have emptied a dish of

lentils into the ashes for you, if you have picked them out again in

two hours, you shall go with us. The maiden went through the

back-door into the garden, and called, you tame pigeons, you

turtle-doves, and all you birds beneath the sky, come and help me

to pick

the good into the pot,

the bad into the crop.

Then two white pigeons came in by the kitchen window, and

afterwards the turtle-doves, and at last all the birds beneath the

sky, came whirring and crowding in, and alighted amongst the ashes.

And the pigeons nodded with their heads and began pick, pick,

pick, pick, and the rest began also pick, pick, pick, pick, and

gathered all the good grains into the dish. Hardly had one hour

passed before they had finished, and all flew out again. Then the

girl took the dish to her step-mother, and was glad, and believed

that now she would be allowed to go with them to the festival.

But the step-mother said, no, cinderella, you have no clothes and

you can not dance. You would only be laughed at. And as

cinderella wept at this, the step-mother said, if you can pick two

dishes of lentils out of the ashes for me in one hour, you shall go

with us. And she thought to herself, that she most certainly

cannot do again. When the step-mother had emptied the two

dishes of lentils amongst the ashes, the maiden went through the

back-door into the garden and cried, you tame pigeons, you

turtle-doves, and all you birds beneath the sky, come and help me

to pick

the good into the pot,

the bad into the crop.

Then two white pigeons came in by the kitchen-window, and

afterwards the turtle-doves, and at length all the birds beneath the

sky, came whirring and crowding in, and alighted amongst the

ashes. And the doves nodded with their heads and began pick,

pick, pick, pick, and the others began also pick, pick, pick, pick,

and gathered all the good seeds into the dishes, and before half an

hour was over they had already finished, and all flew out again.

Then the maiden was delighted, and believed that she might now go

with them to the wedding. But the step-mother said, all this will

not help. You cannot go with us, for you have no clothes and can

not dance. We should be ashamed of you. On this she turned her

back on cinderella, and hurried away with her two proud daughters.

As no one was now at home, cinderella went to her mother's

grave beneath the hazel-tree, and cried -