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sister took a knife, cut off one of her little fingers, put it in
the door, and succeeded in opening it. When she had gone inside, a
little dwarf came to meet her, who said, my child, what are you
looking for. I am looking for my brothers, the seven ravens, she
replied. The dwarf said, the lord ravens are not at home, but if
you will wait here until they come, step in. Thereupon the little
dwarf carried the ravens' dinner in, on seven little plates, and
in seven little glasses, and the little sister ate a morsel from
each plate, and from each little glass she took a sip, but in the
last little glass she dropped the ring which she had brought away
with her.

Suddenly she heard a whirring of wings and a rushing through
the air, and then the little dwarf said, now the lord ravens are
flying home. Then they came, and wanted to eat and drink, and
looked for their little plates and glasses. Then said one after
the other, who has eaten something from my plate. Who has drunk
out of my little glass. It was a human mouth. And when the
seventh came to the bottom of the glass, the ring rolled against
his mouth. Then he looked at it, and saw that it was a ring
belonging to his father and mother, and said, God grant that our
sister may be here, and then we shall be free. When the maiden,
who was standing behind the door watching, heard that wish,
she came forth, and on this all the ravens were restored to their
human form again. And they embraced and kissed each other,
and went joyfully home.
Little Red-Cap

Once upon a time there was a dear little girl who was loved
by every one who looked at her, but most of all by her
grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have
given to the child. Once she gave her a little cap of red
velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear
anything else. So she was always called little red-cap.

One day her mother said to her, come, little red-cap, here
is a piece of cake and a bottle of wine. Take them to your
grandmother, she is ill and weak, and they will do her good.
Set out before it gets hot, and when you are going, walk
nicely and quietly and do not run off the path, or you may
fall and break the bottle, and then your grandmother will
get nothing. And when you go into her room, don't forget
to say, good-morning, and don't peep into every corner before
you do it.

I will take great care, said little red-cap to her mother, and
gave her hand on it.

The grandmother lived out in the wood, half a league from the
village, and just as little red-cap entered the wood, a wolf
met her. Red-cap did not know what a wicked creature he was,
and was not at all afraid of him.

"Good-day, little red-cap," said he.

"Thank you kindly, wolf."

"Whither away so early, little red-cap?"

"To my grandmother's."

"What have you got in your apron?"

"Cake and wine. Yesterday was baking-day, so poor sick
grandmother is to have something good, to make her stronger."

"Where does your grandmother live, little red-cap?"

"A good quarter of a league farther on in the wood. Her house
stands under the three large oak-trees, the nut-trees are just
below. You surely must know it," replied little red-cap.

The wolf thought to himself, what a tender young creature. What a
nice plump mouthful, she will be better to eat than the old
woman. I must act craftily, so as to catch both. So he walked
for a short time by the side of little red-cap, and then he
said, "see little red-cap, how pretty the flowers are about here.
Why do you not look round. I believe, too, that you do not
hear how sweetly the little birds are singing. You walk gravely
along as if you were going to school, while everything else out
here in the wood is merry."

Little red-cap raised her eyes, and when she saw the sunbeams
dancing here and there through the trees, and pretty flowers
growing everywhere, she thought, suppose I take grandmother a
fresh nosegay. That would please her too. It is so early in the
day that I shall still get there in good time. And so she ran
from the path into the wood to look for flowers. And whenever
she had picked one, she fancied that she saw a still prettier one
farther on, and ran after it, and so got deeper and deeper into
the wood.

Meanwhile the wolf ran straight to the grandmother's house and
knocked at the door.

"Who is there?"

"Little red-cap," replied the wolf. "She is bringing cake and
wine. Open the door."

sister took a knife, cut off one of her little fingers, put it in

the door, and succeeded in opening it. When she had gone inside, a

little dwarf came to meet her, who said, my child, what are you

looking for. I am looking for my brothers, the seven ravens, she

replied. The dwarf said, the lord ravens are not at home, but if

you will wait here until they come, step in. Thereupon the little

dwarf carried the ravens' dinner in, on seven little plates, and

in seven little glasses, and the little sister ate a morsel from

each plate, and from each little glass she took a sip, but in the

last little glass she dropped the ring which she had brought away

with her.

Suddenly she heard a whirring of wings and a rushing through

the air, and then the little dwarf said, now the lord ravens are

flying home. Then they came, and wanted to eat and drink, and

looked for their little plates and glasses. Then said one after

the other, who has eaten something from my plate. Who has drunk

out of my little glass. It was a human mouth. And when the

seventh came to the bottom of the glass, the ring rolled against

his mouth. Then he looked at it, and saw that it was a ring

belonging to his father and mother, and said, God grant that our

sister may be here, and then we shall be free. When the maiden,

who was standing behind the door watching, heard that wish,

she came forth, and on this all the ravens were restored to their

human form again. And they embraced and kissed each other,

and went joyfully home.

Little Red-Cap

Once upon a time there was a dear little girl who was loved

by every one who looked at her, but most of all by her

grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have

given to the child. Once she gave her a little cap of red

velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear

anything else. So she was always called little red-cap.

One day her mother said to her, come, little red-cap, here

is a piece of cake and a bottle of wine. Take them to your

grandmother, she is ill and weak, and they will do her good.

Set out before it gets hot, and when you are going, walk

nicely and quietly and do not run off the path, or you may

fall and break the bottle, and then your grandmother will

get nothing. And when you go into her room, don't forget

to say, good-morning, and don't peep into every corner before

you do it.

I will take great care, said little red-cap to her mother, and

gave her hand on it.

The grandmother lived out in the wood, half a league from the

village, and just as little red-cap entered the wood, a wolf

met her. Red-cap did not know what a wicked creature he was,

and was not at all afraid of him.

"Good-day, little red-cap," said he.

"Thank you kindly, wolf."

"Whither away so early, little red-cap?"

"To my grandmother's."

"What have you got in your apron?"

"Cake and wine. Yesterday was baking-day, so poor sick

grandmother is to have something good, to make her stronger."

"Where does your grandmother live, little red-cap?"

"A good quarter of a league farther on in the wood. Her house

stands under the three large oak-trees, the nut-trees are just

below. You surely must know it," replied little red-cap.

The wolf thought to himself, what a tender young creature. What a

nice plump mouthful, she will be better to eat than the old

woman. I must act craftily, so as to catch both. So he walked

for a short time by the side of little red-cap, and then he

said, "see little red-cap, how pretty the flowers are about here.

Why do you not look round. I believe, too, that you do not

hear how sweetly the little birds are singing. You walk gravely

along as if you were going to school, while everything else out

here in the wood is merry."

Little red-cap raised her eyes, and when she saw the sunbeams

dancing here and there through the trees, and pretty flowers

growing everywhere, she thought, suppose I take grandmother a

fresh nosegay. That would please her too. It is so early in the

day that I shall still get there in good time. And so she ran

from the path into the wood to look for flowers. And whenever

she had picked one, she fancied that she saw a still prettier one

farther on, and ran after it, and so got deeper and deeper into

the wood.

Meanwhile the wolf ran straight to the grandmother's house and

knocked at the door.

"Who is there?"

"Little red-cap," replied the wolf. "She is bringing cake and

wine. Open the door."