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diff --git a/77727-0.txt b/77727-0.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..bdb7886 --- /dev/null +++ b/77727-0.txt @@ -0,0 +1,455 @@ +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 77727 *** + + + + +[Illustration: CINDERELLA] + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration: + + THIS + BOOK BELONGS + TO +] + +[Illustration: The Children’s Red Books + + + VOL. I { PETER RABBIT. + { DICK WHITTINGTON. + + VOL. II { LITTLE BLACK SAMBO. + { UNCLE TOM’S CABIN--TOPSY. + + VOL. III { THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS. + { MOTHER GOOSE RHYMES. + + VOL. IV { BLACK BEAUTY. + { THE LITTLE LAME PRINCE. + + VOL. V { RAB AND HIS FRIENDS. + { J. COLE. + + VOL. VI { THE ADVENTURES OF A BROWNIE + { SWISS FAMILY ROBINSON. + + VOL. VII { LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD. + { SLEEPING BEAUTY. + + VOL. VIII { CINDERELLA. + { THE THREE BEARS. + + VOL. IX { JACK AND THE BEANSTALK. + { ROBINSON CRUSOE. + + VOL. X { ALICE IN WONDERLAND. + { THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS. + + VOL. XI { THE UGLY DUCKLING (ANDERSEN.) + { RIP VAN WINKLE. + + VOL. XII { HANSEL AND GRETEL (GRIMM.) + { SNOW WHITE AND ROSE RED +] + +[Illustration: The Children’s + +Red Books] + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + + CINDERELLA + or + THE LITTLE GLASS SLIPPER + + [Illustration] + + Pictured By + John R Neill + + [Illustration] + + CHICAGO + THE REILLY and BRITTON C^o. + Publishers + +[Illustration: + + COPYRIGHT, 1908, + BY + THE REILLY & BRITTON CO. +] + + + + +CINDERELLA + + +This is the story of a beautiful, motherless young girl whose father +married, for the second time, a haughty and proud widow who had two +daughters of her own, both vain and selfish. No sooner was the wedding +over than the wicked woman began to show herself in her true colors. +She could not bear the good qualities of her pretty stepdaughter, +and the more because they made her own daughters appear the less +attractive. She made her wash dishes, scrub floors and wait on her own +daughters. She gave her a straw bed in the garret to sleep upon, while +her own daughters slept in fine rooms and upon soft beds. + +[Illustration] + +The poor girl bore all this very patiently, and dared not tell her +father, who always sided with his wife. When she had done her work she +used to go into the chimney corner and sit down among the cinders. They +all called her “Cinderwench” except the youngest sister, who was less +unkind than the eldest. She called her “Cinderella.” + +However, Cinderella, in spite of her shabby clothes, was a hundred +times more beautiful than her stepsisters, in spite of the fine gowns +which they always wore. + +One day the king’s son gave a ball, and the three sisters were invited. +The two selfish sisters were delighted, and talked all day long about +what dresses they should wear. This made new trouble for poor little +Cinderella, for it was she who had to iron her sisters’ linen. + +“For my part,” said the eldest, “I will wear my red velvet.” + +“And I,” said the youngest, “shall wear my golden-flowered silk and +diamond belt.” + +“Cinderella, would you like to go to the ball?” the youngest asked. + +“Alas!” said she, “you’re only jeering at me.” + +“You are right,” they both said; “it would only make the people laugh +to see a Cinderwench at a ball.” + +At last the happy day came, and the two step-sisters went to court. +Cinderella followed them with her eyes as long as she could, and when +she had lost sight of them she began to cry. + +“What is the matter?” asked her godmother, who saw her in tears. + +“I wish I could--I wish I could”--but she could not speak for sobbing. + +Now, Cinderella’s godmother was a fairy, and she said to her: + +“Do you wish to go to the ball?” + +“Yes,” cried Cinderella. + +“Well,” said the godmother, “be a good girl, and you shall go. Run +into the garden and bring me a pumpkin.” + +[Illustration] + +Cinderella got the biggest she could find, though she could not see how +this would help her to go to the ball. + +[Illustration] + +The godmother struck the pumpkin with her wand, and it was instantly +turned into a fine coach, gilded all over with gold. Then she told +Cinderella to bring her the mouse trap, which had six live mice in +it. Cinderella did as she was told, and her godmother lifted up the +trapdoor a little, and as the mice came out she tapped them with her +wand, and each mouse was at once turned into a fine horse. So now there +were six beautiful mouse-colored, dapple-gray horses and a magnificent +coach. + +“And now for a coachman,” said the fairy. “Bring me the rat trap.” + +Cinderella brought the trap, with the three large rats in it. The +biggest rat became a fat, jolly old coachman at the fairy’s bidding. + +“Go again into the garden and you will find six lizards behind the +watering pot. Bring them to me,” she said. + +[Illustration] + +Cinderella had no sooner done so than her godmother turned them into +six footmen, who jumped up behind the coach with their liveries of gold +and silver. The fairy then touched Cinderella with her wand, and in +an instant she was dressed in cloth of gold and silver, all set with +jewels, and on her feet were a pair of glass slippers. Then Cinderella +got up into her coach, and the fairy commanded her not to stay one +moment after midnight, for if she did the coach would become a pumpkin +again, her horses mice, her coachman a rat, her footmen lizards, and +her clothes just as they were. + +She promised to do as she was told, and away she drove to the ball. + +The king’s son was told that a great princess whom nobody knew was +driving up to the palace, and he ran out to meet her. Everybody was +astonished when they saw her great beauty. The prince fell in love with +her at first sight, and he would dance with no one else. + +When Cinderella was taking refreshments she sat down by her sisters and +spoke to them, but they did not recognize her. In fact, they felt very +proud to be noticed by such a princess. + +Cinderella remembered what her godmother had said, and came home before +12 o’clock. + +When the sisters came back from the ball later they could talk of +nothing but the beautiful lady. + +The next night they went again to the ball at the palace. Cinderella +waited until they had gone, and then she went, too, and she looked +still more beautiful than the night before. + +[Illustration] + +She was having such a fine time that she forgot what time it was until +she saw the hands of the clock point to five minutes of 12. She hurried +off, but as she reached the door it struck twelve. The guard wondered +how such a shabby little girl could have gotten in, for she was back +in her rags again. In her haste, however, she dropped one of her glass +slippers on the stairs, and the prince, who ran after her, picked it +up. + +The prince next day sent out a herald with a trumpet, and a little page +boy with the glass slipper on a velvet cushion, to proclaim that any +lady whom the glass slipper should fit should become his wife. All the +ladies begged to try it on, but their feet were all too large. + +When Cinderella’s sisters heard of this they tried to force their feet +into the tiny slipper, but it was all in vain. As they were angrily +giving it up, Cinderella said: + +[Illustration] + +“Let me try, please.” + +“Stupid girl!” said the sisters; “fancy you trying. Go and wash dishes.” + +But the herald said, “Let her try.” + +[Illustration] + +Cinderella sat down, and without any trouble put her foot into the +slipper. Then she took its mate out of her pocket and put it on. Just +at that moment her godmother came, and with a touch of her wand changed +her rags into the most beautiful white satin gown that had ever been +seen. She was the beautiful lady at the ball once more. Her wicked +sisters were frightened, and begged her on their knees to forgive +them, for they knew she was soon to be queen. + +Cinderella forgave them gladly, and asked them always to love her. She +was then taken to the young prince, and he thought her more charming +than ever, and a few days after married her. + +Cinderella, who was no less good than beautiful, gave her sisters rooms +in the palace, and married them to two great lords, and they all lived +happy ever after. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE THREE BEARS + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration: + + COPYRIGHT, 1908, + BY + THE REILLY & BRITTON CO. +] + + + + +THE THREE BEARS + + +It really was the neatest little cottage that ever was seen, and the +three bears who lived in it were the tidiest and best-behaved bears in +all that forest. For, of course, the cottage was in the middle of a +forest. Bears love quiet, shady places where there are plenty of trees +to climb. The cottage had a porch covered with honeysuckle, while roses +climbed up the walls and peeped into the lattice-windows. + +[Illustration] + +Now the three bears were not a bit like one another, for one was a +Great Big Bear, and one was a Middle-sized Bear, and one was a Tiny +Wee Bear. They kept the cottage very tidy, and every morning they made +the great big bed and the middle-sized bed, and the tiny wee bed, and +dusted the great big chair, and the middle-sized chair, and the tiny +wee chair before they sat down to breakfast. + +One morning when the porridge was made and had been poured out into +the great big bowl, and the middle-sized bowl, and the tiny wee bowl, +it was so hot that the three bears went out for a walk in the wood, to +pass the time until it cooled. The Great Big Bear and the Middle-Sized +Bear walked along most properly, but the Tiny Wee Bear took his hoop +and bowled it along in front. + +[Illustration] + +Now that very morning it happened that Goldilocks lost her way in the +forest. She was a very pretty little girl, with hair like threads +of shining gold, and that is how she got her name. But she was very +self-willed, and fancied she knew better than her mother. That is how +she came to lose her way in the wood, for her mother had told her if +she wandered from the path she would not be able to find her way home +again. + +But Goldilocks had tossed her head and paid no attention. And so it +happened that she wandered so far that she could not find her way back, +and arrived at the bears’ cottage that sunny morning just after they +had left it. + +It was a fresh, cool morning, just the sort of morning that made +Goldilocks want her breakfast more than usual, for she had run out +before it was ready, and when she came to the pretty little cottage she +skipped for joy. + +[Illustration] + +“I am sure some kind person lives here, and will give me some bread and +milk,” she said to herself. And then she peeped through the open door. + +“There does not seem to be any one at home,” she said anxiously. “But +oh, what a delicious smell of porridge!” + +She could not wait another moment, but walked in and sat down in the +great big chair and took a spoonful of porridge out of the great big +bowl “Ugh!” she cried, making a face, “this is far too salt, and this +chair is much too hard!” + +So she changed her seat and tried the middle-sized chair, and tasted +the porridge of the middle-sized bowl. + +“Oh dear me! this has no salt at all,” she said, “and this chair is far +too soft.” And laying down the spoon she jumped up in a great hurry. +Then she tried the tiny wee chair and took a spoonful of the porridge +out of the tiny wee bowl. + +[Illustration] + +“This is simply delicious!” she cried, “and the little chair is just +right, too.” + +And she ate and ate till she finished all the porridge out of the tiny +wee bowl! And the tiny little chair was so comfortable that she curled +herself up in it until suddenly the seat gave a crack and she fell +right through on to the floor. + +Goldilocks picked herself up and looked round to see if she could find +a sofa to rest on, for she was now so sleepy she could scarcely keep +her eyes open. Then she saw a staircase, and she climbed up at once to +see if there was a bed in the room above. And sure enough in the room +upstairs she found three beds, standing side by side under the open +lattice-window where the roses peeped in. + +[Illustration] + +She threw herself at once on to the great big bed, but it was so +hard that she rolled off as quickly as she could. Then she tried the +middle-sized bed, but it was so soft that she sank right in and felt +quite smothered. So then she tried the tiny wee bed, and it was just +soft enough, and so deliciously comfortable that she curled herself up +on it with a big sigh of content, and went fast asleep in the twinkling +of an eye. + +Presently home came the three bears from their walk, and they went to +the table to begin their breakfast. + +“Who has been sitting in my chair?” growled the Great Big Bear in his +great big voice. For the cushion had been pulled all to one side. + +“Who has been sitting in my chair?” said the Middle-sized Bear in her +middle-sized voice. For there was a large dent in the cushion where +Goldilocks had sat. + +[Illustration] + +“Who has been sitting in my chair, and broken it right through?” said +the Tiny Wee Bear in his tiny wee voice. + +Meanwhile the Great Big Bear had been staring at his great big bowl of +porridge which had a spoon sticking in it. + +“Who has been eating my porridge?” he growled in his great big voice. + +“Who has been eating my porridge?” said the Middle-sized Bear in her +middle-sized voice. + +“Who has been eating my porridge and eaten it all up?” cried the Tiny +Wee Bear in his tiny wee voice. + +Then the three bears searched all round the room to see if they could +find out who had been there. Next they climbed up the stairs to look in +the bedroom. + +But the moment the Great Big Bear saw his bed all rumpled and tossed +about he growled in his great big voice, “Who has been lying on my bed?” + +“Who has been lying on my bed?” said the Middle-sized Bear in her +middle-sized voice. + +“Who has been sleeping on my little bed, and lies here still?” cried +the Tiny Wee Bear in his tiny wee voice. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + +Now, when the Great Big Bear spoke, Goldilocks dreamed of a +thunderstorm; and when the Middle-sized Bear spoke she dreamed that the +wind was making the roses nod. But when the Tiny Wee Bear cried out she +opened her eyes and was wide awake in a moment. She jumped up and ran +to the window, and, before the three bears could catch her, she jumped +out into the garden below. Then she ran through the wood as fast as she +could, and never stopped till she reached home. And you may be sure she +never went wandering into the wood again. So the Great Big Bear and +the Middle-sized Bear and the Tiny Wee Bear ate their porridge in peace +all the rest of their days. + + + + +TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES + + +Superscripted text is represented as “text^superscripted”. + +Missing ending periods in the list of books “The Children’s Red Books” +left unchanged. + +The original illustration on page 7 ommitted an apostrophe in what +should have been “Children’s”. The illustration itself has been left +unchanged, but the text caption in this edition has been corrected. + +Extraneous apostrophe on page 14 removed. + +Page 42: typo “arived” and incorrect apostrophe placement in “bear’s” +corrected. + +Inconsistencies in hyphenation have been retained. + +To enhance readability, some illustrations have been moved from their +original locations. + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 77727 *** |
