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The Beetle who went on his Travels There was once an Emperor who had a horse shod with gold He had a golden shoe on each foot, and why was this? He was a beautiful creature, with slender legs, bright, intelligent eyes, and a mane that down over his neck like a veil He had carried his master through fire and smoke in the battle-field, with the bullets whistling round him; he had kicked and bitten, and taken part in the fight, when the enemy advanced; and, with his master on his back, he had dashed over the fallen foe, and saved the golden crown and the Emperor's life, which was of more value than the brightest gold This is the reason of the Emperor's horse wearing golden shoes A beetle came creeping forth from the stable, where the farrier had been shoeing the horse "Great ones, first, of course," said he, "and then the little ones; but size is not always a proof of greatness." He stretched out his thin leg as he spoke "And pray what you want?" asked the farrier "Golden shoes," replied the beetle "Why, you must be out of your senses," cried the farrier "Golden shoes for you, indeed!" "Yes, certainly; golden shoes," replied the beetle "Am I not just as good as that great creature yonder, who is waited upon and brushed, and has food and drink placed before him? And don't I belong to the royal stables?" "But why does the horse have golden shoes?" asked the farrier; "of course you understand the reason?" "Understand! Well, I understand that it is a personal slight to me," cried the beetle "It is done to annoy me, so I intend to go out into the world and seek my fortune." "Go along with you," said the farrier "You're a rude fellow," cried the beetle, as he walked out of the stable; and then he flew for a short distance, till he found himself in a beautiful flower garden, all fragrant with roses and lavender The lady-birds, with red and black shells on their backs, and delicate wings, were flying about, and one of them said, "Is it not sweet and lovely here? Oh, how beautiful everything is." "I am accustomed to better things," said the beetle "Do you call this beautiful? Why, there is not even a dung heap." Then he went on, and under the shadow of a large haystack he found a caterpillar crawling along "How beautiful this world is!" said the caterpillar "The sun is so warm, I quite enjoy it And soon I shall go to sleep, and die as they call it, but I shall wake up with beautiful wings to fly with, like a butterfly." "How conceited you are!" exclaimed the beetle "Fly about as a butterfly, indeed! what of that I have come out of the Emperor's stable, and no one there, not even the Emperor's horse, who, in fact, wears my cast-off golden shoes, has any idea of flying, excepting myself To have wings and fly! why, I can that already;" and so saying, he spread his wings and flew away "I don't want to be disgusted," he said to himself, "and yet I can't help it." Soon after, he fell down upon an extensive lawn, and for a time pretended to sleep, but at last fell asleep in earnest Suddenly a heavy shower of rain came falling from the clouds The beetle woke up with the noise and would have been glad to creep into the earth for shelter, but he could not He was tumbled over and over with the rain, sometimes swimming on his stomach and sometimes on his back; and as for flying, that was out of the question He began to doubt whether he should escape with his life, so he remained, quietly lying where he was After a while the weather cleared up a little, and the beetle was able to rub the water from his eyes, and look about him He saw something gleaming, and he managed to make his way up to it It was linen which had been laid to bleach on the grass He crept into a fold of the damp linen, which certainly was not so comfortable a place to lie in as the warm stable, but there was nothing better, so he remained lying there for a whole day and night, and the rain kept on all the time Towards morning he crept out of his hiding place, feeling in a very bad temper with the climate Two frogs were sitting on the linen, and their bright eyes actually glistened with pleasure "Wonderful weather this," cried one of them, "and so refreshing This linen holds the water together so beautifully, that my hind legs quiver as if I were going to swim." "I should like to know," said another, "If the swallow who flies so far in her many journeys to foreign lands, ever met with a better climate than this What delicious moisture! It is as pleasant as lying in a wet ditch I am sure any one who does not enjoy this has no love for his fatherland." "Have you ever been in the Emperor's stable?" asked the beetle "There the moisture is warm and refreshing; that's the climate for me, but I could not take it with me on my travels Is there not even a dunghill here in this garden, where a person of rank, like myself, could take up his abode and feel at home?" But the frogs either did not or would not understand him "I never ask a question twice," said the beetle, after he had asked this one three times, and received no answer Then he went on a little farther and stumbled against a piece of broken crockery ware, which certainly ought not to have been lying there But as it was there, it formed a good shelter against wind and weather to several families of earwigs who dwelt in it Their requirements were not many, they were very sociable, and full of affection for their children, so much so that each mother considered her own child the most beautiful and clever of them all "Our dear son has engaged himself," said one mother, "dear innocent boy; his greatest ambition is that he may one day creep into a clergyman's ear That is a very artless and lovable wish; and being engaged will keep him steady What happiness for a mother!" "Our son," said another, "had scarcely crept out of the egg, when he was off on his travels He is all life and spirits, I expect he will wear out his horns with running How charming this is for a mother, is it not Mr Beetle?" for she knew the stranger by his horny coat "You are both quite right," said he; so they begged him to walk in, that is to come as far as he could under the broken piece of earthenware "Now you shall also see my little earwigs," said a third and a fourth mother, "they are lovely little things, and highly amusing They are never ill-behaved, except when they are uncomfortable in their inside, which unfortunately often happens at their age." Thus each mother spoke of her baby, and their babies talked after their own fashion, and made use of the little nippers they have in their tails to nip the beard of the beetle "They are always busy about something, the little rogues," said the mother, beaming with maternal pride; but the beetle felt it a bore, and he therefore inquired the way to the nearest dung heap "That is quite out in the great world, on the other side of the ditch," answered an earwig, "I hope none of my children will ever go so far, it would be the death of me." "But I shall try to get so far," said the beetle, and he walked off without taking any formal leave, which is considered a polite thing to When he arrived at the ditch, he met several friends, all them beetles; "We live here," they said, "and we are very comfortable May we ask you to step down into this rich mud, you must be fatigued after your journey." "Certainly," said the beetle, "I shall be most happy; I have been exposed to the rain, and have had to lie upon linen, and cleanliness is a thing that greatly exhausts me; I have also pains in one of my wings from standing in the draught under a piece of broken crockery It is really quite refreshing to be with one's own kindred again." "Perhaps you came from a dunghill," observed the oldest of them "No, indeed, I came from a much grander place," replied the beetle; "I came from the emperor's stable, where I was born, with golden shoes on my feet I am traveling on a secret embassy, but you must not ask me any questions, for I cannot betray my secret." Then the beetle stepped down into the rich mud, where sat three young lady beetles, who tittered, because they did not know what to say "None of them are engaged yet," said their mother, and the beetle maidens tittered again, this time quite in confusion "I have never seen greater beauties, even in the royal stables," exclaimed the beetle, who was now resting himself "Don't spoil my girls," said the mother; "and don't talk to them, pray, unless you have serious intentions." But of course the beetle's intentions were serious, and after a while our friend was engaged The mother gave them her blessing, and all the other beetles cried "hurrah." Immediately after the betrothal came the marriage, for there was no reason to delay The following day passed very pleasantly, and the next was tolerably comfortable; but on the third it became necessary for him to think of getting food for his wife, and, perhaps, for children "I have allowed myself to be taken in," said our beetle to himself, "and now there's nothing to be done but to take them in, in return." No sooner said than done Away he went, and stayed away all day and all night, and his wife remained behind a forsaken widow "Oh," said the other beetles, "this fellow that we have received into our family is nothing but a complete vagabond He has gone away and left his wife a burden upon our hands." "Well, she can be unmarried again, and remain here with my other daughters," said the mother "Fie on the villain that forsook her!" In the mean time the beetle, who had sailed across the ditch on a cabbage leaf, had been journeying on the other side In the morning two persons came up to the ditch When they saw him they took him up and turned him over and over, looking very learned all the time, especially one, who was a boy "Allah sees the black beetle in the black stone, and the black rock Is not that written in the Koran?" he asked Then he translated the beetle's name into Latin, and said a great deal upon the creature's nature and history The second person, who was older and a scholar, proposed to carry the beetle home, as they wanted just such good specimens as this Our beetle considered this speech a great insult, so he flew suddenly out of the speaker's hand His wings were dry now, so they carried him to a great distance, till at last he reached a hothouse, where a sash of the glass roof was partly open, so he quietly slipped in and buried himself in the warm earth "It is very comfortable here," he said to himself, and soon after fell asleep Then he dreamed that the emperor's horse was dying, and had left him his golden shoes, and also promised that he should have two more All this was very delightful, and when the beetle woke up he crept forth and looked around him What a splendid place the hothouse was! At the back, large palm trees were growing; and the sunlight made the leaves- look quite glossy; and beneath them what a profusion of luxuriant green, and of flowers red like flame, yellow as amber, or white as new fallen snow! "What a wonderful quantity of plants," cried the beetle; "how good they will taste when they are decayed! This is a capital store-room There must certainly be some relations of mine living here; I will just see if I can find any one with whom I can associate I'm proud, certainly; but I'm also proud of being so Then he prowled about in the earth, and thought what a pleasant dream that was about the dying horse, and the golden shoes he had inherited Suddenly a hand seized the beetle, and squeezed him, and turned him round and round The gardener's little son and his playfellow had come into the hothouse, and, seeing the beetle, wanted to have some fun with him First, he was wrapped, in a vine leaf, and put into a warm trousers' pocket He twisted and turned about with all his might, but he got a good squeeze from the boy's hand, as a hint for him to keep quiet Then the boy went quickly towards a lake that lay at the end of the garden Here the beetle was put into an old broken wooden shoe, in which a little stick had been fastened upright for a mast, and to this mast the beetle was bound with a piece of worsted Now he was a sailor, and had to sail away The lake was not very large, but to the beetle it seemed an ocean, and he was so astonished at its size that he fell over on his back, and kicked out his legs Then the little ship sailed away; sometimes the current of the water seized it, but whenever it went too far from the shore one of the boys turned up his trousers, and went in after it, and brought it back to land But at last, just as it went merrily out again, the two boys were called, and so angrily, that they hastened to obey, and ran away as fast as they could from the pond, so that the little ship was left to its fate It was carried away farther and farther from the shore, till it reached the open sea This was a terrible prospect for the beetle, for he could not escape in consequence of being bound to the mast Then a fly came and paid him a visit "What beautiful weather," said the fly; "I shall rest here and sun myself You must have a pleasant time of it." "You speak without knowing the facts," replied the beetle; "don't you see that I am a prisoner?" "Ah, but I'm not a prisoner," remarked the fly, and away he flew "Well, now I know the world," said the beetle to himself; "it's an abominable world; I'm the only respectable person in it First, they refuse me my golden shoes; then I have to lie on damp linen, and to stand in a draught; and to crown all, they fasten a wife upon me Then, when I have made a step forward in the world, and found out a comfortable position, just as I could wish it to be, one of these human boys comes and ties me up, and leaves me to the mercy of the wild waves, while the emperor's favorite horse goes prancing about proudly on his golden shoes This vexes me more than anything But it is useless to look for sympathy in this world My career has been very interesting, but what's the use of that if nobody knows anything about it? The world does not deserve to be made acquainted with my adventures, for it ought to have given me golden shoes when the emperor's horse was shod, and I stretched out my feet to be shod, too If I had received golden shoes I should have been an ornament to the stable; now I am lost to the stable and to the world It is all over with me." But all was not yet over A boat, in which were a few young girls, came rowing up "Look, yonder is an old wooden shoe sailing along," said one of the younger girls "And there's a poor little creature bound fast in it," said another The boat now came close to our beetle's ship, and the young girls fished it out of the water One of them drew a small pair of scissors from her pocket, and cut the worsted without hurting the beetle, and when she stepped on shore she placed him on the grass "There," she said, "creep away, or fly, if thou canst It is a splendid thing to have thy liberty." Away flew the beetle, straight through the open window of a large building; there he sank down, tired and exhausted, exactly on the mane of the emperor's favorite horse, who was standing in his stable; and the beetle found himself at home again For some time he clung to the mane, that he might recover himself "Well," he said, "here I am, seated on the emperor's favorite horse, sitting upon him as if I were the emperor himself But what was it the farrier asked me? Ah, I remember now, that's a good thought,- he asked me why the golden shoes were given to the horse The answer is quite clear to me, now They were given to the horse on my account." And this reflection put the beetle into a good temper The sun's rays also came streaming into the stable, and shone upon him, and made the place lively and bright "Traveling expands the mind very much," said the beetle "The world is not so bad after all, if you know how to take things as they come The Emperor's New Clothes Many years ago, there was an Emperor, who was so excessively fond of new clothes, that he spent all his money in dress He did not trouble himself in the least about his soldiers; nor did he care to go either to the theater or the chase, except for the opportunities then afforded him for displaying his new clothes He had a different suit for each hour of the day; and as of any other king or emperor, one is accustomed to say, "he is sitting in council," it was always said of him, "The Emperor is sitting in his wardrobe." Time passed merrily in the large town which was his capital; strangers arrived every day at the court One day, two rogues, calling themselves weavers, made their appearance They gave out that they knew how to weave stuffs of the most beautiful colors and elaborate patterns, the clothes manufactured from which should have the wonderful property of remaining invisible to everyone who was unfit for the office he held, or who was extraordinarily simple in character "These must, indeed, be splendid clothes!" thought the Emperor "Had I such a suit, I might at once find out what men in my realms are unfit for their office, and also be able to distinguish the wise from the foolish! This stuff must be woven for me immediately." And he caused large sums of money to be given to both the weavers in order that they might begin their work directly So the two pretended weavers set up two looms, and affected to work very busily, though in reality they did nothing at all They asked for the most delicate silk and the purest gold thread; put both into their own knapsacks; and then continued their pretended work at the empty looms until late at night "I should like to know how the weavers are getting on with my cloth," said the Emperor to himself, after some little time had elapsed; he was, however, rather embarrassed, when he remembered that a simpleton, or one unfit for his office, would be unable to see the manufacture To be sure, he thought he had nothing to risk in his own person; but yet, he would prefer sending somebody else, to bring him intelligence about the weavers, and their work, before he troubled himself in the affair All the people throughout the city had heard of the wonderful property the cloth was to possess; and all were anxious to learn how wise, or how ignorant, their neighbors might prove to be "I will send my faithful old minister to the weavers," said the Emperor at last, after some deliberation, "he will be best able to see how the cloth looks; for he is a man of sense, and no one can be more suitable for his office than be is." So the faithful old minister went into the hall, where the knaves were working with all their might, at their empty looms "What can be the meaning of this?" thought the old man, opening his eyes very wide "I cannot discover the least bit of thread on the looms." However, he did not express his thoughts aloud The impostors requested him very courteously to be so good as to come nearer their looms; and then asked him whether the design pleased him, and whether the colors were not very beautiful; at the same time pointing to the empty frames The poor old minister looked and looked, he could not discover anything on the looms, for a very good reason, viz: there was nothing there "What!" thought he again "Is it possible that I am a simpleton? I have never thought so myself; and no one must know it now if I am so Can it be, that I am unfit for my office? No, that must not be said either I will never confess that I could not see the stuff." "Well, Sir Minister!" said one of the knaves, still pretending to work "You not say whether the stuff pleases you." "Oh, it is excellent!" replied the old minister, looking at the loom through his spectacles "This pattern, and the colors, yes, I will tell the Emperor without delay, how very beautiful I think them." "We shall be much obliged to you," said the impostors, and then they named the different colors and described the pattern of the pretended stuff The old minister listened attentively to their words, in order that he might repeat them to the Emperor; and then the knaves asked for more silk and gold, saying that it was necessary to complete what they had begun However, they put all that was given them into their knapsacks; and continued to work with as much apparent diligence as before at their empty looms The Emperor now sent another officer of his court to see how the men were getting on, and to ascertain whether the cloth would soon be ready It was just the same with this gentleman as with the minister; he surveyed the looms on all sides, but could see nothing at all but the empty frames "Does not the stuff appear as beautiful to you, as it did to my lord the minister?" asked the impostors of the Emperor's second ambassador; at the same time making the same gestures as before, and talking of the design and colors which were not there "I certainly am not stupid!" thought the messenger "It must be, that I am not fit for my good, profitable office! That is very odd; however, no one shall know anything about it." And accordingly he praised the stuff he could not see, and declared that he was delighted with both colors and patterns "Indeed, please your Imperial Majesty," said he to his sovereign when he returned, "the cloth which the weavers are preparing is extraordinarily magnificent." The whole city was talking of the splendid cloth which the Emperor had ordered to be woven at his own expense And now the Emperor himself wished to see the costly manufacture, while it was still in the loom Accompanied by a select number of officers of the court, among whom were the two honest men who had already admired the cloth, he went to the crafty impostors, who, as soon as they were aware of the Emperor's approach, went on working more diligently than ever; although they still did not pass a single thread through the looms "Is not the work absolutely magnificent?" said the two officers of the crown, already mentioned "If your Majesty will only be pleased to look at it! What a splendid design! What glorious colors!" and at the same time they pointed to the empty frames; for they imagined that everyone else could see this exquisite piece of workmanship "How is this?" said the Emperor to himself "I can see nothing! This is indeed a terrible affair! Am I a simpleton, or am I unfit to be an Emperor? That would be the worst thing that could happen Oh! The cloth is charming," said he, aloud "It has my complete approbation." And he smiled most graciously, and looked closely at the empty looms; for on no account would he say that he could not see what two of the officers of his court had praised so much All his retinue now strained their eyes, hoping to discover something on the looms, but they could see no more than the others; nevertheless, they all exclaimed, "Oh, how beautiful!" and advised his majesty to have some new clothes made from this splendid material, for the approaching procession "Magnificent! Charming! Excellent!" resounded on all sides; and everyone was uncommonly gay The Emperor shared in the general satisfaction; and presented the impostors with the riband of an order of knighthood, to be worn in their button-holes, and the title of "Gentlemen Weavers." The rogues sat up the whole of the night before the day on which the procession was to take place, and had sixteen lights burning, so that everyone might see how anxious they were to finish the Emperor's new suit They pretended to roll the cloth off the looms; cut the air with their scissors; and sewed with needles without any thread in them "See!" cried they, at last "The Emperor's new clothes are ready!" And now the Emperor, with all the grandees of his court, came to the weavers; and the rogues raised their arms, as if in the act of holding something up, saying, "Here are your Majesty's trousers! Here is the scarf! Here is the mantle! The whole suit is as light as a cobweb; one might fancy one has nothing at all on, when dressed in it; that, however, is the great virtue of this delicate cloth." "Yes indeed!" said all the courtiers, although not one of them could see anything of this exquisite manufacture "If your Imperial Majesty will be graciously pleased to take off your clothes, we will fit on the new suit, in front of the looking glass." The Emperor was accordingly undressed, and the rogues pretended to array him in his new suit; the Emperor turning round, from side to side, before the looking glass "How splendid his Majesty looks in his new clothes, and how well they fit!" everyone cried out "What a design! What colors! These are indeed royal robes!" "The canopy which is to be borne over your Majesty, in the procession, is waiting," announced the chief master of the ceremonies "I am quite ready," answered the Emperor "Do my new clothes fit well?" asked he, turning himself round again before the looking glass, in order that he might appear to be examining his handsome suit The lords of the bedchamber, who were to carry his Majesty's train felt about on the ground, as if they were lifting up the ends of the mantle; and pretended to be carrying something; for they would by no means betray anything like simplicity, or unfitness for their office So now the Emperor walked under his high canopy in the midst of the procession, through the streets of his capital; and all the people standing by, and those at the windows, cried out, "Oh! How beautiful are our Emperor's new clothes! What a magnificent train there is to the mantle; and how gracefully the scarf hangs!" in short, no one would allow that he could not see these much-admired clothes; because, in doing so, he would have declared himself either a simpleton or unfit for his office Certainly, none of the Emperor's various suits, had ever made so great an impression, as these invisible ones "But the Emperor has nothing at all on!" said a little child "Listen to the voice of innocence!" exclaimed his father; and what the child had said was whispered from one to another "But he has nothing at all on!" at last cried out all the people The Emperor was vexed, for he knew that the people were right; but he thought the procession must go on now! And the lords of the bedchamber took greater pains than ever, to appear holding up a train, although, in reality, there was no train to hold The End Beauty and the Beast Once upon a time as a merchant set off for market, he asked each of his three daughters what she would like as a present on his return The first daughter wanted a brocade dress, the second a pearl necklace, but the third, whose name was Beauty, the youngest, prettiest and sweetest of them all, said to her father: "All I'd like is a rose you've picked specially for me!" When the merchant had finished his business, he set off for home However, a sudden storm blew up, and his horse could hardly make headway in the howling gale Cold and weary, the merchant had lost all hope of reaching an inn when he suddenly noticed a bright light shining in the middle of a wood As he drew near, he saw that it was a castle, bathed in light "I hope I'll find shelter there for the night," he said to himself When he reached the door, he saw it was open, but though he shouted, nobody came to greet him Plucking up courage, he went inside, still calling out to attract attention On a table in the main hall, a splendid dinner lay already served The merchant lingered, still shouting for the owner of the castle But no one came, and so the starving merchant sat down to a hearty meal Overcome by curiosity, he ventured upstairs, where the corridor led into magnificent rooms and halls A fire crackled in the first room and a soft bed looked very inviting It was now late, and the merchant could not resist He lay down on the bed and fell fast asleep When he woke next morning, an unknown hand had placed a mug of steaming coffee and some fruit by his bedside The merchant had breakfast and after tidying himself up, went downstairs to thank his generous host But, as on the evening before, there was nobody in sight Shaking his head in wonder at the strangeness of it all, he went towards the garden where he had left his horse, tethered to a tree Suddenly, a large rose bush caught his eye Remembering his promise to Beauty, he bent down to pick a rose Instantly, out of the rose garden, sprang a horrible beast, wearing splendid clothes Two bloodshot eyes, gleaming angrily, glared at him and a deep, terrifying voice growled: "Ungrateful man! I gave you shelter, you ate at my table and slept in my own bed, but now all the thanks I get is the theft of my favorite flowers! I shall put you to death for this slight!" Trembling with fear, the merchant fell on his knees before the Beast "Forgive me! Forgive me! Don't kill me! I'll anything you say! The rose wasn't for me, it was for my daughter Beauty I promised to bring her back a rose from my journey!" The Beast dropped the paw it had clamped on the unhappy merchant "I shall spare your life, but on one condition, that you bring me your daughter!" The terror-stricken merchant, faced with certain death if he did not obey, promised that he would so When he reached home in tears, his three daughters ran to greet him After he had told them of his dreadful adventure, Beauty put his mind at rest immediately "Dear father, I'd anything for you! Don't worry, you'll be able to keep your promise and save your life! Take me to the castle I'll stay there in your place!" The merchant hugged his daughter "I never did doubt your love for me For the moment I can only thank you for saving my life." So Beauty was led to the castle The Beast, however, had quite an unexpected greeting for the girl Instead of menacing doom as it had done with her father, it was surprisingly pleasant In the beginning, Beauty was frightened of the Beast, and shuddered at the sight of it Then she found that, in spite of the monster's awful head, her horror of it was gradually fading as time went by She had one of the finest rooms in the Castle, and sat for hours, embroidering in front of the fire And the Beast would sit, for hours on end, only a short distance away, silently gazing at her Then it started to say a few kind words, till in the end, Beauty was amazed to discover that she was actually enjoying its conversation The days passed, and Beauty and the Beast became good friends Then one day, the Beast asked the girl to be his wife Taken by surprise, Beauty did not know what to say Marry such an ugly monster? She would rather die! But she did not want to hurt the feelings of one who, after all, had been kind to her And she remembered too that she owed it her own life as well as her father's "I really can't say yes," she began shakily "I'd so much like to " The Beast interrupted her with an abrupt gesture "I quite understand! And I'm not offended by your refusal!" Life went on as usual, and nothing further was said One day, the Beast presented Beauty with a magnificent magic mirror When Beauty peeped into it, she could see her family, far away "You won't feel so lonely now," were the words that accompanied the gift Beauty stared for hours at her distant family Then she began to feel worried One day, the Beast found her weeping beside the magic mirror "What's wrong?" he asked, kindly as always "My father is gravely ill and close to dying! Oh, how I wish I could see him again, before it's too late!" But the Beast only shook its head "No! You will never leave this castle!" And off it stalked in a rage However, a little later, it returned and spoke solemnly to the girl "If you swear that you will return here in seven days time, I'll let you go and visit your father!" Beauty threw herself at the Beast's feet in delight "I swear! I swear I will! How kind you are! You've made a loving daughter so happy!" In reality, the merchant had fallen ill from a broken heart at knowing his daughter was being kept prisoner When he embraced her again, he was soon on the road to recovery Beauty stayed beside him for hours on end, describing her life at the Castle, and explaining that the Beast was really good and kind The days flashed past, and at last the merchant was able to leave his bed He was completely well again Beauty was happy at last However, she had failed to notice that seven days had gone by Then one night she woke from a terrible nightmare She had dreamt that the Beast was dying and calling for her, twisting in agony "Come back! Come back to me!" it was pleading The solemn promise she had made drove her to leave home immediately whipping her steed onwards towards the castle, afraid that she might arrive too late She rushed up the stairs, calling, but there was no reply Her heart in her mouth, Beauty ran into the garden and there crouched the Beast, its eyes shut, as though dead Beauty threw herself at it and hugged it tightly "Don't die! Don't die! I'll marry you " At these words, a miracle took place The Beast's ugly snout turned magically into the face of a handsome young man "How I've been longing for this moment!" he said "I was suffering in silence, and couldn't tell my frightful secret An evil witch turned me into a monster and only the love of a maiden willing to accept me as I was, could transform me back into my real self My dearest! I'll be so happy if you'll marry me." The wedding took place shortly after and, from that day on, the young Prince would have nothing but roses in his gardens And that's why, to this day, the castle is known as the Castle of the Rose "Hurry! Hurry, good horse!" she said, The End Cinderella Once upon a time there lived an unhappy young girl Unhappy she was, for her mother was dead, her father had married another woman, a widow with two daughters, and her stepmother didn't like her one little bit All the nice things, kind thoughts and loving touches were for her own daughters And not just the kind thoughts and love, but also dresses, shoes, shawls, delicious food, comfy beds, as well as every home comfort All this was laid on for her daughters But, for the poor unhappy girl, there was nothing at all No dresses, only her stepsisters' hand-me-downs No lovely dishes, nothing but scraps No nice rests and comfort For she had to work hard all day, and only when evening came was she allowed to sit for a while by the fire, near the cinders That is how she got her nickname, for everybody called her Cinderella Cinderella used to spend long hours all alone talking to the cat The cat said, "Miaow", which really meant, "Cheer up! You have something neither of your stepsisters have and that is beauty." It was quite true Cinderella, even dressed in rags with a dusty gray face from the cinders, was a lovely girl While her stepsisters, no matter how splendid and elegant their clothes, were still clumsy, lumpy and ugly and always would be One day, beautiful new dresses arrived at the house A ball was to be held at Court and the stepsisters were getting ready to go to it Cinderella, didn't even dare ask, "What about me?" for she knew very well what the answer to that would be: "You? My dear girl, you're staying at home to wash the dishes, scrub the floors and turn down the beds for your stepsisters They will come home tired and very sleepy." Cinderella sighed at the cat "Oh dear, I'm so unhappy!" and the cat murmured "Miaow" Suddenly something amazing happened In the kitchen, where Cinderella was sitting all by herself, there was a burst of light and a fairy appeared "Don't be alarmed, Cinderella," said the fairy "The wind blew me your sighs I know you would love to go to the ball And so you shall!" "How can I, dressed in rags?" Cinderella replied "The servants will turn me away!" The fairy smiled With a flick of her magic wand Cinderella found herself wearing the most beautiful dress, the loveliest ever seen in the realm "Now that we have settled the matter of the dress," said the fairy, "we'll need to get you a coach A real lady would never go to a ball on foot!" "Quick! Get me a pumpkin!" she ordered "Oh of course," said Cinderella, rushing away Then the fairy turned to the cat "You, bring me seven mice!" "Seven mice!" said the cat "I didn't know fairies ate mice too!" "They're not for eating, silly! Do as you are told! and, remember they must be alive!" Cinderella soon returned with a fine pumpkin and the cat with seven mice he had caught in the cellar "Good!" exclaimed the fairy With a flick of her magic wand wonder of wonders! The pumpkin turned into a sparkling coach and the mice became six white horses, while the seventh mouse turned into a coachman, in a smart uniform and carrying a whip Cinderella could hardly believe her eyes "I shall present you at Court You will soon see that the Prince, in whose honor the ball is being held, will be enchanted by your loveliness But remember! You must leave the ball at midnight and come home For that is when the spell ends Your coach will turn back into a pumpkin, the horses will become mice again and the coachman will turn back into a mouse and you will be dressed again in rags and wearing clogs instead of these dainty little slippers! Do you understand?" Cinderella smiled and said, "Yes, I understand!" When Cinderella entered the ballroom at the palace, a hush fell Everyone stopped in mid-sentence to admire her elegance, her beauty and grace "Who can that be?" people asked each other The two stepsisters also wondered who the newcomer was, for never in a month of Sundays, would they ever have guessed that the beautiful girl was really poor Cinderella who talked to the cat! When the prince set eyes on Cinderella, he was struck by her beauty Walking over to her, he bowed deeply and asked her to dance And to the great disappointment of all the young ladies, he danced with Cinderella all evening "Who are you, fair maiden?" the Prince kept asking her But Cinderella only replied: "What does it matter who I am! You will never see me again anyway." "Oh, but I shall, I'm quite certain!" he replied Cinderella had a wonderful time at the ball But, all of a sudden, she heard the sound of a clock: the first stroke of midnight! She remembered what the fairy had said, and without a word of goodbye she slipped from the Prince's arms and ran down the steps As she ran she lost one of her slippers, but not for a moment did she dream of stopping to pick it up! If the last stroke of midnight were to sound oh what a disaster that would be! Out she fled and vanished into the night The Prince, who was now madly in love with her, picked up her slipper and said to his ministers, "Go and search everywhere for the girl whose foot this slipper fits I will never be content until I find her!" So the ministers tried the slipper on the foot of all the girls and on Cinderella's foot as well Surprise! The slipper fitted perfectly "That awful untidy girl simply cannot have been at the ball," snapped the stepmother "Tell the Prince he ought to marry one of my two daughters! Can't you see how ugly Cinderella is! Can't you see?" Suddenly she broke off, for the fairy had appeared "That's enough!" she exclaimed, raising her magic wand In a flash, Cinderella appeared in a splendid dress, shining with youth and beauty Her stepmother and stepsisters gaped at her in amazement, and the ministers said, "Come with us, fair maiden! The Prince awaits to present you with his engagement ring!" So Cinderella joyfully went with them, and lived happily ever after with her Prince And as for the cat, he just said "Miaow"! The End Sleeping Beauty A long time ago there were a king and queen who said every day, "Ah, if only we had a child," but they never had one But it happened that once when the queen was bathing, a frog crept out of the water on to the land, and said to her, "Your wish shall be fulfilled, before a year has gone by, you shall have a daughter." What the frog had said came true, and the queen had a little girl who was so pretty that the king could not contain himself for joy, and ordered a great feast He invited not only his kindred, friends and acquaintances, but also the wise women, in order that they might be kind and well disposed towards the child There were thirteen of them in his kingdom, but, as he had only twelve golden plates for them to eat out of, one of them had to be left at home The feast was held with all manner of splendor and when it came to an end the wise women bestowed their magic gifts upon the baby - one gave virtue, another beauty, a third riches, and so on with everything in the world that one can wish for When eleven of them had made their promises, suddenly the thirteenth came in She wished to avenge herself for not having been invited, and without greeting, or even looking at anyone, she cried with a loud voice, "The king's daughter shall in her fifteenth year prick herself with a spindle, and fall down dead." And, without saying a word more, she turned round and left the room They were all shocked, but the twelfth, whose good wish still remained unspoken, came forward, and as she could not undo the evil sentence, but only soften it, she said, it shall not be death, but a deep sleep of a hundred years, into which the princess shall fall The king, who would fain keep his dear child from the misfortune, gave orders that every spindle in the whole kingdom should be burnt Meanwhile the gifts of the wise women were plenteously fulfilled on the young girl, for she was so beautiful, modest, good-natured, and wise, that everyone who saw her was bound to love her It happened that on the very day when she was fifteen years old, the king and queen were not at home, and the maiden was left in the palace quite alone So she went round into all sorts of places, looked into rooms and bed-chambers just as she liked, and at last came to an old tower She climbed up the narrow winding staircase, and reached a little door A rusty key was in the lock, and when she turned it the door sprang open, and there in a little room sat an old woman with a spindle, busily spinning her flax "Good day, old mother," said the king's daughter, "what are you doing there?" "I am spinning," said the old woman, and nodded her head "What sort of thing is that, that rattles round so merrily," said the girl, and she took the spindle and wanted to spin too But scarcely had she touched the spindle when the magic decree was fulfilled, and she pricked her finger with it And, in the very moment when she felt the prick, she fell down upon the bed that stood there, and lay in a deep sleep And this sleep extended over the whole palace, the king and queen who had just come home, and had entered the great hall, began to go to sleep, and the whole of the court with them The horses, too, went to sleep in the stable, the dogs in the yard, the pigeons upon the roof, the flies on the wall, even the fire that was flaming on the hearth became quiet and slept, the roast meat left off frizzling, and the cook, who was just going to pull the hair of the scullery boy, because he had forgotten something, let him go, and went to sleep And the wind fell, and on the trees before the castle not a leaf moved again But round about the castle there began to grow a hedge of thorns, which every year became higher, and at last grew close up round the castle and all over it, so that there was nothing of it to be seen, not even the flag upon the roof But the story of the beautiful sleeping Briar Rose, for so the princess was named, went about the country, so that from time to time kings' sons came and tried to get through the thorny hedge into the castle But they found it impossible, for the thorns held fast together, as if they had hands, and the youths were caught in them, could not get loose again, and died a miserable death After long, long years a king's son came again to that country, and heard an old man talking about the thorn hedge, and that a castle was said to stand behind it in which a wonderfully beautiful princess, named Briar Rose, had been asleep for a hundred years, and that the king and queen and the whole court were asleep likewise He had heard, too, from his grandfather, that many kings, sons had already come, and had tried to get through the thorny hedge, but they had remained sticking fast in it, and had died a pitiful death Then the youth said, "I am not afraid, I will go and see the beautiful Briar Rose." The good old man might dissuade him as he would, he did not listen to his words But by this time the hundred years had just passed, and the day had come when Briar Rose was to awake again When the king's son came near to the thorn hedge, it was nothing but large and beautiful flowers, which parted from each other of their own accord, and let him pass unhurt, then they closed again behind him like a hedge In the castle yard he saw the horses and the spotted hounds lying asleep, on the roof sat the pigeons with their heads under their wings And when he entered the house, the flies were asleep upon the wall, the cook in the kitchen was still holding out his hand to seize the boy, and the maid was sitting by the black hen which she was going to pluck He went on farther, and in the great hall he saw the whole of the court lying asleep, and up by the throne lay the king and queen Then he went on still farther, and all was so quiet that a breath could be heard, and at last he came to the tower, and opened the door into the little room where Briar Rose was sleeping There she lay, so beautiful that he could not turn his eyes away, and he stooped down and gave her a kiss But as soon as he kissed her, Briar Rose opened her eyes and awoke, and looked at him quite sweetly Then they went down together, and the king awoke, and the queen, and the whole court, and looked at each other in great astonishment And the horses in the courtyard stood up and shook themselves, the hounds jumped up and wagged their tails, the pigeons upon the roof pulled out their heads from under their wings, looked round, and flew into the open country, the flies on the wall crept again, the fire in the kitchen burned up and flickered and cooked the meat, the joint began to turn and sizzle again, and the cook gave the boy such a box on the ear that he screamed, and the maid finished plucking the fowl And then the marriage of the king's son with Briar Rose was celebrated with all splendor, and they lived contented to the end of their days The End Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs Once upon a time in a great castle, a Prince's daughter grew up happy and contented, in spite of a jealous stepmother She was very pretty, with blue eyes and long black hair Her skin was delicate and fair, and so she was called Snow White Everyone was quite sure she would become very beautiful Though her stepmother was a wicked woman, she too was very beautiful, and the magic mirror told her this every day, whenever she asked it "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the loveliest lady in the land?" The reply was always; "You are, your Majesty," until the dreadful day when she heard it say, "Snow White is the loveliest in the land." The stepmother was furious and, wild with jealousy, began plotting to get rid of her rival Calling one of her trusty servants, she bribed him with a rich reward to take Snow White into the forest, far away from the Castle Then, unseen, he was to put her to death The greedy servant, attracted to the reward, agreed to this deed, and he led the innocent little girl away However, when they came to the fatal spot, the man's courage failed him and, leaving Snow White sitting beside a tree, he mumbled an excuse and ran off Snow White was all alone in the forest Night came, but the servant did not return Snow White, alone in the dark forest, began to cry bitterly She thought she could feel terrible eyes spying on her, and she heard strange sounds and rustlings that made her heart thump At last, overcome by tiredness, she fell asleep curled under a tree Snow White slept fitfully, wakening from time to time with a start and staring into the darkness round her Several times, she thought she felt something, or somebody touch her as she slept At last, dawn woke the forest to the song of the birds, and Snow White too, awoke A whole world was stirring to life and the little girl was glad to see how silly her fears had been However, the thick trees were like a wall round her, and as she tried to find out where she was, she came upon a path She walked along it, hopefully On she walked till she came to a clearing There stood a strange cottage, with a tiny door, tiny windows and a tiny chimney pot Everything about the cottage was much tinier than it ought to be Snow White pushed the door open "l wonder who lives here?" she said to herself, peeping round the kitchen "What tiny plates! And spoons! There must be seven of them, the table's laid for seven people." Upstairs was a bedroom with seven neat little beds Going back to the kitchen, Snow White had an idea "I'll make them something to eat When they come home, they'll be glad to find a meal ready." Towards dusk, seven tiny men marched homewards singing But when they opened the door, to their surprise they found a bowl of hot steaming soup on the table, and the whole house spick and span Upstairs was Snow White, fast asleep on one of the beds The chief dwarf prodded her gently "Who are you?" he asked Snow White told them her sad story, and tears sprang to the dwarfs' eyes Then one of them said, as he noisily blew his nose: "Stay here with us!" "Hooray! Hooray!" they cheered, dancing joyfully round the little girl The dwarfs said to Snow White: "You can live here and tend to the house while we're down the mine Don't worry about your stepmother leaving you in the forest We love you and we'll take care of you!" Snow White gratefully accepted their hospitality, and next morning the dwarfs set off for work But they warned Snow White not to open the door to strangers Meanwhile, the servant had returned to the castle, with the heart of a roe deer He gave it to the cruel stepmother, telling her it belonged to Snow White, so that he could claim the reward Highly pleased, the stepmother turned again to the magic mirror But her hopes were dashed, for the mirror replied: "The loveliest in the land is still Snow White, who lives in the seven dwarfs' cottage, down in the forest." The stepmother was beside herself with rage "She must die! She must die!" she screamed Disguising herself as an old peasant woman, she put a poisoned apple with the others in her basket Then, taking the quickest way into the forest, she crossed the swamp at the edge of the trees She reached the bank unseen, just as Snow White stood waving goodbye to the seven dwarfs on their way to the mine Snow White was in the kitchen when she heard the sound at the door: KNOCK! KNOCK! "Who's there?" she called suspiciously, remembering the dwarfs advice "I'm an old peasant woman selling apples," came the reply "I don't need any apples, thank you," she replied "But they are beautiful apples and ever so juicy!" said the velvety voice from outside the door "I'm not supposed to open the door to anyone," said the little girl, who was reluctant to disobey her friends Now chuckling evilly, the wicked stepmother hurried off But as she ran back across the swamp, she tripped and fell into the quicksand No one heard her cries for help, and she disappeared without a trace Meanwhile, the dwarfs came out of the mine to find the sky had grown dark and stormy Loud thunder echoed through the valleys and streaks of lightning ripped the sky Worried about Snow White they ran as quickly as they could down the mountain to the cottage There they found Snow White, lying still and lifeless, the poisoned apple by her side They did their best to bring her around, but it was no use They wept and wept for a long time Then they laid her on a bed of rose petals, carried her into the forest and put her in a crystal coffin Each day they laid a flower there Then one evening, they discovered a strange young man admiring Snow White's lovely face through the glass After listening to the story, the Prince (for he was a prince!) made a suggestion being good, I'm of one of my thought, Snow a tiny crack, to "If you allow me to take her to the Castle, I'll call in famous doctors to waken her from this peculiar sleep She's so lovely I'd love to kiss her!" He did, and as though by magic, the Prince's kiss broke the spell To everyone's astonishment, Snow White opened her eyes She had amazingly come back to life! Now in love, the Prince asked Snow White to marry him, and the dwarfs reluctantly had to say good bye to Snow White "There! Now isn't that a nice apple?" Snow White bit into the fruit, and as she did, fell to the ground in a faint: the effect of the terrible poison left her lifeless instantaneously From that day on, Snow White lived happily in a great castle But from time to time, she was drawn back to visit the little cottage down in the forest "And quite right too! Good girl! If you promised not to open up to strangers, then of course you can't buy You are a good girl indeed!" Then the old woman went on "And as a reward for going to make you a gift apples!" Without a further White opened the door just take the apple The end Hansel and Gretel Once upon a time a very poor woodcutter lived in a tiny cottage in the forest with his two children, Hansel and Gretel His second wife often ill-treated the children and was forever nagging the woodcutter "There is not enough food in the house for us all There are too many mouths to feed! We must get rid of the two brats," she declared And she kept on trying to persuade her husband to abandon his children in the forest "Take them miles from home, so far that they can never find their way back! Maybe someone will find them and give them a home." The downcast woodcutter didn't know what to Hansel who, one evening, had overheard his parents' conversation, comforted Gretel "Don't worry! If they leave us in the forest, we'll find the way home," he said And slipping out of the house he filled his pockets with little white pebbles, then went back to bed All night long, the woodcutter's wife harped on and on at her husband till, at dawn, he led Hansel and Gretel away into the forest But as they went into the depths of the trees, Hansel dropped a little white pebble here and there on the mossy green ground At a certain point, the two children found they really were alone: the woodcutter had plucked up enough courage to desert them, had mumbled an excuse and was gone Night fell but the woodcutter did not return Gretel began to sob bitterly Hansel too felt scared but he tried to hide his feelings and comfort his sister "Don't cry, trust me! I swear I'll take you home even if Father doesn't come back for us!" Luckily the moon was full that night and Hansel waited till its cold light filtered through the trees "Now give me your hand!" he said "We'll get home safely, you'll see!" The tiny white pebbles gleamed in the moonlight, and the children found their way home They crept through a half open window, without wakening their parents Cold, tired but thankful to be home again, they slipped into bed Next day, when their stepmother discovered that Hansel and Gretel had returned, she went into a rage Stifling her anger in front of the children, she locked her bedroom door, reproaching her husband for failing to carry out her orders The weak woodcutter protested, torn as he was between shame and fear of disobeying his cruel wife The wicked stepmother kept Hansel and Gretel under lock and key all day with nothing for supper but a sip of water and some hard bread All night, husband and wife quarreled, and when dawn came, the woodcutter led the children out into the forest Hansel, however, had not eaten his bread, and as he walked through the trees, he left a trail of crumbs behind him to mark the way But the little boy had forgotten about the hungry birds that lived in the forest When they saw him, they flew along behind and in no time at all, had eaten all the crumbs Again, with a lame excuse, the woodcutter left his two children by themselves "I've left a trail, like last time!" Hansel whispered to Gretel, consolingly But when night fell, they saw to their horror, that all the crumbs had gone "I'm frightened!" wept Gretel bitterly "I'm cold and hungry and I want to go home!" "Don't be afraid I'm here to look after you!" Hansel tried to encourage his sister, but he too shivered when he glimpsed frightening shadows and evil eyes around them in the darkness All night the two children huddled together for warmth at the foot of a large tree When dawn broke, they started to wander about the forest, seeking a path, but all hope soon faded They were well and truly lost On they walked and walked, till suddenly they came upon a strange cottage in the middle of a glade "This is chocolate!" gasped Hansel as he broke a lump of plaster from the wall complained When will you become plump?" One day the witch grew tired of waiting "And this is icing!" exclaimed Gretel, putting another piece of wall in her mouth Starving but delighted, the children began to eat pieces of candy broken off the cottage "Light the oven," she told Gretel "We're going to have a tasty roasted boy today!" A little later, hungry and impatient, she went on: "Run and see if the oven is hot enough." Gretel returned, whimpering: "I can't tell if it is hot enough or not." Angrily, the witch screamed at the little girl: "Useless child! All right, I'll see for myself." But when the witch bent down to peer inside the oven and check the heat, Gretel gave her a tremendous push and slammed the oven door shut The witch had come to a fit and proper end Gretel ran to set her brother free and they made quite sure that the oven door was tightly shut behind the witch Indeed, just to be on the safe side, they fastened it firmly with a large padlock Then they stayed for several days to eat some more of the house, till they discovered amongst the witch's belongings, a huge chocolate egg Inside lay a casket of gold coins "Isn't this delicious?" said Gretel, with her mouth full She had never tasted anything so nice "We'll stay here," Hansel declared, munching a bit of nougat They were just about to try a piece of the biscuit door when it quietly swung open "Well, well!" said an old woman, peering out with a crafty look "And haven't you children a sweet tooth?" "Come in! Come in, you've nothing to fear!" went on the old woman Unluckily for Hansel and Gretel, however, the sugar candy cottage belonged to an old witch, her trap for catching unwary victims The two children had come to a really nasty place "You're nothing but skin and bones!" said the witch, locking Hansel into a cage I shall fatten you up and eat you!" "You can the housework," she told Gretel grimly, "then I'll make a meal of you too!" As luck would have it, the witch had very bad eyesight, an when Gretel smeared butter on her glasses, she could see even less "Let me feel your finger!" said the witch to Hansel every day to check if he was getting any fatter Now, Gretel had brought her brother a chicken bone, and when the witch went to touch his finger, Hansel held out the bone "You're still much too thin!" she "The witch is now burnt to a cinder," said Hansel, "so we'll take this treasure with us." They filled a large basket with food and set off into the forest to search for the way home This time, luck was with them, and on the second day, they saw their father come out of the house towards them, weeping "Your stepmother is dead Come home with me now, my dear children!" The two children hugged the woodcutter "Promise you'll never ever desert us again," said Gretel, throwing her arms round her father's neck Hansel opened the casket "Look, Father! We're rich now You'll never have to chop wood again." And they all lived happily together ever after The End The Three Little Pigs Once upon a time there were three little pigs, who left their mummy and daddy to see the world All summer long, they roamed through the woods and over the plains, playing games and having fun None were happier than the three little pigs, and they easily made friends with everyone Wherever they went, they were given a warm welcome, but as summer drew to a close, they realized that folk were drifting back to their usual jobs, and preparing for winter Autumn came and it began to rain The three little pigs started to feel they needed a real home Sadly they knew that the fun was over now and they must set to work like the others, or they'd be left in the cold and rain, with no roof over their heads They talked about what to do, but each decided for himself The laziest little pig said he'd build a straw hut "It will only take a day,' he said The others disagreed "It's too fragile," they said disapprovingly, but he refused to listen Not quite so lazy, the second little pig went in search of planks of seasoned wood "Clunk! Clunk! Clunk!" It took him two days to nail them together But the third little pig did not like the wooden house "That's not the way to build a house!" he said "It takes time, patience and hard work to build a house that is strong enough to stand up to wind, rain, and snow, and most of all, protect us from the wolf!" The days went by, and the wisest little pig's house took shape, brick by brick From time to time, his brothers visited him, saying with a chuckle "Why are you working so hard? Why don't you come and play?" But the stubborn bricklayer pig just said "no" "I shall finish my house first It must be solid and sturdy And then I'll come and play!" he said "I shall not be foolish like you! For he who laughs last, laughs longest!" It was the wisest little pig that found the tracks of a big wolf in the neighborhood The little pigs rushed home in alarm Along came the wolf, scowling fiercely at the laziest pig's straw hut "Come out!" ordered the wolf, his mouth watering I want to speak to you!" "I'd rather stay where I am!" replied the little pig in a tiny voice "I'll make you come out!" growled the wolf angrily, and puffing out his chest, he took a very deep breath Then he blew with all his might, right onto the house And all the straw the silly pig had heaped against some thin poles, fell down in the great blast Excited by his own cleverness, the wolf did not notice that the little pig had slithered out from underneath the heap of straw, and was dashing towards his brother's wooden house When he realized that the little pig was escaping, the wolf grew wild with rage "Come back!" he roared, trying to catch the pig as he ran into the wooden house The other little pig greeted his brother, shaking like a leaf "I hope this house won't fall down! Let's lean against the door so he can't break in!" Outside, the wolf could hear the little pigs' words Starving as he was, at the idea of a two course meal, he rained blows on the door "Open up! Open up! I only want to speak to you!" Inside, the two brothers wept in fear and did their best to hold the door fast against the blows Then the furious wolf braced himself a new effort: he drew in a really enormous breath, and went WHOOOOO! The wooden house collapsed like a pack of cards Luckily, the wisest little pig had been watching the scene from the window of his own brick house, and he rapidly opened the door to his fleeing brothers And not a moment too soon, for the wolf was already hammering furiously on the door This time, the wolf had grave doubts This house had a much more solid air than the others He blew once, he blew again and then for a third time But all was in vain For the house did not budge an inch The three little pigs watched him and their fear began to fade Quite exhausted by his efforts, the wolf decided to try one of his tricks He scrambled up a nearby ladder, on to the roof to have a look at the chimney However, the wisest little pig had seen this ploy, and he quickly said The flames licked his hairy coat and his tail became a flaring torch "Quick! Light the fire!" With his long legs thrust down the chimney, the wolf was not sure if he should slide down the black hole It wouldn't be easy to get in, but the sound of the little pigs' voices below only made him feel hungrier From that terrible day on, the wisest little pig's brothers set to work with a will In less than no time, up went the two new brick houses The wolf did return once to roam in the neighborhood, but when he caught sight of three chimneys, he remembered the terrible pain of a burnt tail, and he left for good "I'm dying of hunger! I'm going to try and get down." And he let himself drop But landing was rather hot, too hot! The wolf landed in the fire, stunned by his fall "Never again! Never again will I go down a chimney" he squealed, as he tried to put out the flames in his tail Then he ran away as fast as he could The three happy little pigs, dancing round and round the yard, began to sing "Tra-la-la! Tra-la-la! The wicked black wolf will never come back !" Now safe and happy, the wisest little pig called to his brothers "No more work! Come on, let's go and play!" The End