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             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   
            C i n d e r e l l a. 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,
              C i n d e r e l l a, 
            said he, what will you have.    |