Mother Holle

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    "There was once a widow who had two daughters - one of whom was pretty and industrious, whilst the other was ugly and idle. But she was much fonder of the ugly and idle one, because she was her own daughter. And the other, who was a step-daughter, was obliged to do all the work, and be the cinderella of the house. Every day the poor girl had to sit by a well, in the highway, and spin and spin till her fingers bled. Now it happened that one day the shuttle was marked with her blood, so she dipped it in the well, to wash the mark off, but it dropped out of her hand and fell to the bottom. She began to weep, and ran to her step-mother and told her of the mishap. But she scolded her sharply, and was so merciless as to say, since you have let the shuttle fall in, you must fetch it out again. So the girl went back to the well, and did not know what to do. And in the sorrow of her heart she jumped into the well to get the shuttle. She lost her senses. And when she awoke and came to herself again, she was in a lovely meadow where the sun was shining and many thousands of flowers were growing. Across this meadow she went, and at last came to a baker's oven full of bread, and the bread cried out, oh, take me out. Take me out. Or I shall burn. I have been baked a long time. So she went up to it, and took out all the loaves one after another with the bread-shovel. After that she went on till she came to a tree covered with apples, which called out to her, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe. So she shook the tree till the apples fell like rain, and went on shaking till they were all down, and when she had gathered them into a heap, she went on her way. At last she came to a little house, out of which an old woman peeped. But she had such large teeth that the girl was frightened, and was about to run away. But the old woman called out to her, what are you afraid of, dear child. Stay with me. If you will do all the work in the house properly, you shall be the better for it. Only you must take care to make my bed well, and shake it thoroughly till the feathers fly - for then there is snow on the earth. I am mother holle. As the old woman spoke so kindly to her, the girl took courage and agreed to enter her service. She attended to everything to the satisfaction of her mistress, and always shook her bed so vigorously that the feathers flew about like snow-flakes. So she had a pleasant life with her. Never an angry word. And to eat she had boiled or roast meat every day. She stayed some time with mother holle, before she became sad. At first she did not know what was the matter with her, but found at length that it was home-sickness. Although she was many thousand times better off here than at home, still she had a longing to be there. At last she said to the old woman, I have a longing for home, and however well off I am down here, I cannot stay any longer. I must go up again to my own people. Mother holle said, I am pleased that you long for your home again, and as you have served me so truly, I myself will take you up again. Thereupon she took her by the hand, and led her to a large door. The door was opened, and just as the maiden was standing beneath the doorway, a heavy shower of golden rain fell, and all the gold clung to her, so that she was completely covered over with it. You shall have that because you have been so industrious, said mother holle, and at the same time she gave her back the shuttle which she had let fall into the well. Thereupon the door closed, and the maiden found herself up above upon the earth, not far from her mother's house. And as she went into the yard the cock was sitting on the well, and cried - cock-a-doodle-doo. Your golden girl's come back to you. So she went in to her mother, and as she arrived thus covered with gold, she was well received, both by her and her sister. The girl told all that had happened to her, and as soon as the mother heard how she had come by so much wealth, she was very anxious to obtain the same good luck for the ugly and lazy daughter. She had to seat herself by the well and spin. And in order that her shuttle might be stained with blood, she stuck her hand into a thorn bush and pricked her finger. Then she threw her shuttle into the well, and jumped in after it. She came, like the other, to the beautiful meadow and walked along the very same path. When she got to the oven the bread again cried, oh, take me out. Take me out. Or I shall burn. I have been baked a long time. But the lazy thing answered, as if I had any wish to make myself dirty. And on she went. Soon she came to the apple-tree, which cried, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe. But she answered, I like that. One of you might fall on my head, and so went on. When she came to mother holle's house she was not afraid, for she had already heard of her big teeth, and she hired herself to her immediately. The first day she forced herself to work diligently, and obeyed mother holle when she told her to do anything, for she was thinking of all the gold that she would give her. But on the second day she began to be lazy, and on the third day still more so, and then she would not get up in the morning at all. Neither did she make mother holle's bed as she ought, and did not shake it so as to make the feathers fly up. Mother holle was soon tired of this, and gave her notice to leave. The lazy girl was willing enough to go, and thought that now the golden rain would come. Mother holle led her also to the great door, but while she was standing beneath it, instead of the gold a big kettleful of pitch was emptied over her. That is the reward for your service, said mother holle, and shut the door. So the lazy girl went home, but she was quite covered with pitch, and the cock on the well, as soon as he saw her, cried out - cock-a-doodle-doo. Your dirty girl's come back to you. But the pitch clung fast to her, and could not be got off as long as she lived."
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And when she awoke and came to herself again, she was in a lovely meadow where the sun was shining and many thousands of flowers were growing. Across this meadow she went, and at last came to a baker's oven full of bread, and the bread cried out, oh, take me out. Take me out. Or I shall burn. I have been baked a long time. So she went up to it, and took out all the loaves one after another with the bread-shovel. After that she went on till she came to a tree covered with apples, which called out to her, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe. So she shook the tree till the apples fell like rain, and went on shaking till they were all down, and when she had gathered them into a heap, she went on her way. At last she came to a little house, out of which an old woman peeped. But she had such large teeth that the girl was frightened, and was about to run away. But the old woman called out to her, what are you afraid of, dear child. Stay with me. If you will do all the work in the house properly, you shall be the better for it. Only you must take care to make my bed well, and shake it thoroughly till the feathers fly - for then there is snow on the earth. I am mother holle. As the old woman spoke so kindly to her, the girl took courage and agreed to enter her service. She attended to everything to the satisfaction of her mistress, and always shook her bed so vigorously that the feathers flew about like snow-flakes. So she had a pleasant life with her. Never an angry word. And to eat she had boiled or roast meat every day. She stayed some time with mother holle, before she became sad. At first she did not know what was the matter with her, but found at length that it was home-sickness. Although she was many thousand times better off here than at home, still she had a longing to be there. At last she said to the old woman, I have a longing for home, and however well off I am down here, I cannot stay any longer. I must go up again to my own people. Mother holle said, I am pleased that you long for your home again, and as you have served me so truly, I myself will take you up again. Thereupon she took her by the hand, and led her to a large door. The door was opened, and just as the maiden was standing beneath the doorway, a heavy shower of golden rain fell, and all the gold clung to her, so that she was completely covered over with it. You shall have that because you have been so industrious, said mother holle, and at the same time she gave her back the shuttle which she had let fall into the well. Thereupon the door closed, and the maiden found herself up above upon the earth, not far from her mother's house. And as she went into the yard the cock was sitting on the well, and cried - cock-a-doodle-doo. Your golden girl's come back to you. So she went in to her mother, and as she arrived thus covered with gold, she was well received, both by her and her sister. The girl told all that had happened to her, and as soon as the mother heard how she had come by so much wealth, she was very anxious to obtain the same good luck for the ugly and lazy daughter. She had to seat herself by the well and spin. And in order that her shuttle might be stained with blood, she stuck her hand into a thorn bush and pricked her finger. Then she threw her shuttle into the well, and jumped in after it. She came, like the other, to the beautiful meadow and walked along the very same path. When she got to the oven the bread again cried, oh, take me out. Take me out. Or I shall burn. I have been baked a long time. But the lazy thing answered, as if I had any wish to make myself dirty. And on she went. Soon she came to the apple-tree, which cried, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe. But she answered, I like that. One of you might fall on my head, and so went on. When she came to mother holle's house she was not afraid, for she had already heard of her big teeth, and she hired herself to her immediately. The first day she forced herself to work diligently, and obeyed mother holle when she told her to do anything, for she was thinking of all the gold that she would give her. But on the second day she began to be lazy, and on the third day still more so, and then she would not get up in the morning at all. Neither did she make mother holle's bed as she ought, and did not shake it so as to make the feathers fly up. Mother holle was soon tired of this, and gave her notice to leave. The lazy girl was willing enough to go, and thought that now the golden rain would come. Mother holle led her also to the great door, but while she was standing beneath it, instead of the gold a big kettleful of pitch was emptied over her. That is the reward for your service, said mother holle, and shut the door. So the lazy girl went home, but she was quite covered with pitch, and the cock on the well, as soon as he saw her, cried out - cock-a-doodle-doo. Your dirty girl's come back to you. But the pitch clung fast to her, and could not be got off as long as she lived.",
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    "There was once a widow who had two daughters - one of whom was pretty and industrious, whilst the other was ugly and idle. But she was much fonder of the ugly and idle one, because she was her own daughter. And the other, who was a step-daughter, was obliged to do all the work, and be the cinderella of the house. Every day the poor girl had to sit by a well, in the highway, and spin and spin till her fingers bled. Now it happened that one day the shuttle was marked with her blood, so she dipped it in the well, to wash the mark off, but it dropped out of her hand and fell to the bottom. She began to weep, and ran to her step-mother and told her of the mishap. But she scolded her sharply, and was so merciless as to say, since you have let the shuttle fall in, you must fetch it out again. So the girl went back to the well, and did not know what to do. And in the sorrow of her heart she jumped into the well to get the shuttle. She lost her senses. And when she awoke and came to herself again, she was in a lovely meadow where the sun was shining and many thousands of flowers were growing. Across this meadow she went, and at last came to a baker's oven full of bread, and the bread cried out, oh, take me out. Take me out. Or I shall burn. I have been baked a long time. So she went up to it, and took out all the loaves one after another with the bread-shovel. After that she went on till she came to a tree covered with apples, which called out to her, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe. So she shook the tree till the apples fell like rain, and went on shaking till they were all down, and when she had gathered them into a heap, she went on her way. At last she came to a little house, out of which an old woman peeped. But she had such large teeth that the girl was frightened, and was about to run away. But the old woman called out to her, what are you afraid of, dear child. Stay with me. If you will do all the work in the house properly, you shall be the better for it. Only you must take care to make my bed well, and shake it thoroughly till the feathers fly - for then there is snow on the earth. I am mother holle. As the old woman spoke so kindly to her, the girl took courage and agreed to enter her service. She attended to everything to the satisfaction of her mistress, and always shook her bed so vigorously that the feathers flew about like snow-flakes. So she had a pleasant life with her. Never an angry word. And to eat she had boiled or roast meat every day. She stayed some time with mother holle, before she became sad. At first she did not know what was the matter with her, but found at length that it was home-sickness. Although she was many thousand times better off here than at home, still she had a longing to be there. At last she said to the old woman, I have a longing for home, and however well off I am down here, I cannot stay any longer. I must go up again to my own people. Mother holle said, I am pleased that you long for your home again, and as you have served me so truly, I myself will take you up again. Thereupon she took her by the hand, and led her to a large door. The door was opened, and just as the maiden was standing beneath the doorway, a heavy shower of golden rain fell, and all the gold clung to her, so that she was completely covered over with it. You shall have that because you have been so industrious, said mother holle, and at the same time she gave her back the shuttle which she had let fall into the well. Thereupon the door closed, and the maiden found herself up above upon the earth, not far from her mother's house. And as she went into the yard the cock was sitting on the well, and cried - cock-a-doodle-doo. Your golden girl's come back to you. So she went in to her mother, and as she arrived thus covered with gold, she was well received, both by her and her sister. The girl told all that had happened to her, and as soon as the mother heard how she had come by so much wealth, she was very anxious to obtain the same good luck for the ugly and lazy daughter. She had to seat herself by the well and spin. And in order that her shuttle might be stained with blood, she stuck her hand into a thorn bush and pricked her finger. Then she threw her shuttle into the well, and jumped in after it. She came, like the other, to the beautiful meadow and walked along the very same path. When she got to the oven the bread again cried, oh, take me out. Take me out. Or I shall burn. I have been baked a long time. But the lazy thing answered, as if I had any wish to make myself dirty. And on she went. Soon she came to the apple-tree, which cried, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe. But she answered, I like that. One of you might fall on my head, and so went on. When she came to mother holle's house she was not afraid, for she had already heard of her big teeth, and she hired herself to her immediately. The first day she forced herself to work diligently, and obeyed mother holle when she told her to do anything, for she was thinking of all the gold that she would give her. But on the second day she began to be lazy, and on the third day still more so, and then she would not get up in the morning at all. Neither did she make mother holle's bed as she ought, and did not shake it so as to make the feathers fly up. Mother holle was soon tired of this, and gave her notice to leave. The lazy girl was willing enough to go, and thought that now the golden rain would come. Mother holle led her also to the great door, but while she was standing beneath it, instead of the gold a big kettleful of pitch was emptied over her. That is the reward for your service, said mother holle, and shut the door. So the lazy girl went home, but she was quite covered with pitch, and the cock on the well, as soon as he saw her, cried out - cock-a-doodle-doo. Your dirty girl's come back to you. But the pitch clung fast to her, and could not be got off as long as she lived."
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And when she awoke and came to herself again, she was in a lovely meadow where the sun was shining and many thousands of flowers were growing. Across this meadow she went, and at last came to a baker's oven full of bread, and the bread cried out, oh, take me out. Take me out. Or I shall burn. I have been baked a long time. So she went up to it, and took out all the loaves one after another with the bread-shovel. After that she went on till she came to a tree covered with apples, which called out to her, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe. So she shook the tree till the apples fell like rain, and went on shaking till they were all down, and when she had gathered them into a heap, she went on her way. At last she came to a little house, out of which an old woman peeped. But she had such large teeth that the girl was frightened, and was about to run away. But the old woman called out to her, what are you afraid of, dear child. Stay with me. If you will do all the work in the house properly, you shall be the better for it. Only you must take care to make my bed well, and shake it thoroughly till the feathers fly - for then there is snow on the earth. I am mother holle. As the old woman spoke so kindly to her, the girl took courage and agreed to enter her service. She attended to everything to the satisfaction of her mistress, and always shook her bed so vigorously that the feathers flew about like snow-flakes. So she had a pleasant life with her. Never an angry word. And to eat she had boiled or roast meat every day. She stayed some time with mother holle, before she became sad. At first she did not know what was the matter with her, but found at length that it was home-sickness. Although she was many thousand times better off here than at home, still she had a longing to be there. At last she said to the old woman, I have a longing for home, and however well off I am down here, I cannot stay any longer. I must go up again to my own people. Mother holle said, I am pleased that you long for your home again, and as you have served me so truly, I myself will take you up again. Thereupon she took her by the hand, and led her to a large door. The door was opened, and just as the maiden was standing beneath the doorway, a heavy shower of golden rain fell, and all the gold clung to her, so that she was completely covered over with it. You shall have that because you have been so industrious, said mother holle, and at the same time she gave her back the shuttle which she had let fall into the well. Thereupon the door closed, and the maiden found herself up above upon the earth, not far from her mother's house. And as she went into the yard the cock was sitting on the well, and cried - cock-a-doodle-doo. Your golden girl's come back to you. So she went in to her mother, and as she arrived thus covered with gold, she was well received, both by her and her sister. The girl told all that had happened to her, and as soon as the mother heard how she had come by so much wealth, she was very anxious to obtain the same good luck for the ugly and lazy daughter. She had to seat herself by the well and spin. And in order that her shuttle might be stained with blood, she stuck her hand into a thorn bush and pricked her finger. Then she threw her shuttle into the well, and jumped in after it. She came, like the other, to the beautiful meadow and walked along the very same path. When she got to the oven the bread again cried, oh, take me out. Take me out. Or I shall burn. I have been baked a long time. But the lazy thing answered, as if I had any wish to make myself dirty. And on she went. Soon she came to the apple-tree, which cried, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe. But she answered, I like that. One of you might fall on my head, and so went on. When she came to mother holle's house she was not afraid, for she had already heard of her big teeth, and she hired herself to her immediately. The first day she forced herself to work diligently, and obeyed mother holle when she told her to do anything, for she was thinking of all the gold that she would give her. But on the second day she began to be lazy, and on the third day still more so, and then she would not get up in the morning at all. Neither did she make mother holle's bed as she ought, and did not shake it so as to make the feathers fly up. Mother holle was soon tired of this, and gave her notice to leave. The lazy girl was willing enough to go, and thought that now the golden rain would come. Mother holle led her also to the great door, but while she was standing beneath it, instead of the gold a big kettleful of pitch was emptied over her. That is the reward for your service, said mother holle, and shut the door. So the lazy girl went home, but she was quite covered with pitch, and the cock on the well, as soon as he saw her, cried out - cock-a-doodle-doo. Your dirty girl's come back to you. But the pitch clung fast to her, and could not be got off as long as she lived.",
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    "So the girl went back to the well, and did not know what to do. And in the sorrow of her heart she jumped into the well to get the shuttle. She lost her senses. And when she awoke and came to herself again, she was in a lovely meadow where the sun was shining and many thousands of flowers were growing. Across this meadow she went, and at last came to a baker's oven full of bread, and the bread cried out, oh, take me out. Take me out. Or I shall burn. I have been baked a long time. So she went up to it, and took out all the loaves one after another with the bread-shovel. After that she went on till she came to a tree covered with apples, which called out to her, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe.",
    "So she shook the tree till the apples fell like rain, and went on shaking till they were all down, and when she had gathered them into a heap, she went on her way. At last she came to a little house, out of which an old woman peeped. But she had such large teeth that the girl was frightened, and was about to run away. But the old woman called out to her, what are you afraid of, dear child. Stay with me. If you will do all the work in the house properly, you shall be the better for it. Only you must take care to make my bed well, and shake it thoroughly till the feathers fly - for then there is snow on the earth. I am mother holle. As the old woman spoke so kindly to her, the girl took courage and agreed to enter her service.",
    "She attended to everything to the satisfaction of her mistress, and always shook her bed so vigorously that the feathers flew about like snow-flakes. So she had a pleasant life with her. Never an angry word. And to eat she had boiled or roast meat every day. She stayed some time with mother holle, before she became sad. At first she did not know what was the matter with her, but found at length that it was home-sickness. Although she was many thousand times better off here than at home, still she had a longing to be there. At last she said to the old woman, I have a longing for home, and however well off I am down here, I cannot stay any longer. I must go up again to my own people.",
    "Mother holle said, I am pleased that you long for your home again, and as you have served me so truly, I myself will take you up again. Thereupon she took her by the hand, and led her to a large door. The door was opened, and just as the maiden was standing beneath the doorway, a heavy shower of golden rain fell, and all the gold clung to her, so that she was completely covered over with it. You shall have that because you have been so industrious, said mother holle, and at the same time she gave her back the shuttle which she had let fall into the well. Thereupon the door closed, and the maiden found herself up above upon the earth, not far from her mother's house. And as she went into the yard the cock was sitting on the well, and cried - cock-a-doodle-doo.",
    "Your golden girl's come back to you. So she went in to her mother, and as she arrived thus covered with gold, she was well received, both by her and her sister. The girl told all that had happened to her, and as soon as the mother heard how she had come by so much wealth, she was very anxious to obtain the same good luck for the ugly and lazy daughter. She had to seat herself by the well and spin. And in order that her shuttle might be stained with blood, she stuck her hand into a thorn bush and pricked her finger. Then she threw her shuttle into the well, and jumped in after it. She came, like the other, to the beautiful meadow and walked along the very same path. When she got to the oven the bread again cried, oh, take me out. Take me out. Or I shall burn. I have been baked a long time.",
    "But the lazy thing answered, as if I had any wish to make myself dirty. And on she went. Soon she came to the apple-tree, which cried, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe. But she answered, I like that. One of you might fall on my head, and so went on. When she came to mother holle's house she was not afraid, for she had already heard of her big teeth, and she hired herself to her immediately. The first day she forced herself to work diligently, and obeyed mother holle when she told her to do anything, for she was thinking of all the gold that she would give her. But on the second day she began to be lazy, and on the third day still more so, and then she would not get up in the morning at all.",
    "Neither did she make mother holle's bed as she ought, and did not shake it so as to make the feathers fly up. Mother holle was soon tired of this, and gave her notice to leave. The lazy girl was willing enough to go, and thought that now the golden rain would come. Mother holle led her also to the great door, but while she was standing beneath it, instead of the gold a big kettleful of pitch was emptied over her. That is the reward for your service, said mother holle, and shut the door. So the lazy girl went home, but she was quite covered with pitch, and the cock on the well, as soon as he saw her, cried out - cock-a-doodle-doo. Your dirty girl's come back to you. But the pitch clung fast to her, and could not be got off as long as she lived."
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    "There was once a widow who had two daughters - one of whom was pretty and industrious, whilst the other was ugly and idle. But she was much fonder of the ugly and idle one, because she was her own daughter. And the other, who was a step-daughter, was obliged to do all the work, and be the cinderella of the house. Every day the poor girl had to sit by a well, in the highway, and spin and spin till her fingers bled. Now it happened that one day the shuttle was marked with her blood, so she dipped it in the well, to wash the mark off, but it dropped out of her hand and fell to the bottom. She began to weep, and ran to her step-mother and told her of the mishap. But she scolded her sharply, and was so merciless as to say, since you have let the shuttle fall in, you must fetch it out again.",
    "So the girl went back to the well, and did not know what to do. And in the sorrow of her heart she jumped into the well to get the shuttle. She lost her senses. And when she awoke and came to herself again, she was in a lovely meadow where the sun was shining and many thousands of flowers were growing. Across this meadow she went, and at last came to a baker's oven full of bread, and the bread cried out, oh, take me out. Take me out. Or I shall burn. I have been baked a long time. So she went up to it, and took out all the loaves one after another with the bread-shovel. After that she went on till she came to a tree covered with apples, which called out to her, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe.",
    "So she shook the tree till the apples fell like rain, and went on shaking till they were all down, and when she had gathered them into a heap, she went on her way. At last she came to a little house, out of which an old woman peeped. But she had such large teeth that the girl was frightened, and was about to run away. But the old woman called out to her, what are you afraid of, dear child. Stay with me. If you will do all the work in the house properly, you shall be the better for it. Only you must take care to make my bed well, and shake it thoroughly till the feathers fly - for then there is snow on the earth. I am mother holle. As the old woman spoke so kindly to her, the girl took courage and agreed to enter her service.",
    "She attended to everything to the satisfaction of her mistress, and always shook her bed so vigorously that the feathers flew about like snow-flakes. So she had a pleasant life with her. Never an angry word. And to eat she had boiled or roast meat every day. She stayed some time with mother holle, before she became sad. At first she did not know what was the matter with her, but found at length that it was home-sickness. Although she was many thousand times better off here than at home, still she had a longing to be there. At last she said to the old woman, I have a longing for home, and however well off I am down here, I cannot stay any longer. I must go up again to my own people.",
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And when she awoke and came to herself again, she was in a lovely meadow where the sun was shining and many thousands of flowers were growing. Across this meadow she went, and at last came to a baker's oven full of bread, and the bread cried out, oh, take me out. Take me out. Or I shall burn. I have been baked a long time. So she went up to it, and took out all the loaves one after another with the bread-shovel. After that she went on till she came to a tree covered with apples, which called out to her, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe.\n\nSo she shook the tree till the apples fell like rain, and went on shaking till they were all down, and when she had gathered them into a heap, she went on her way. At last she came to a little house, out of which an old woman peeped. But she had such large teeth that the girl was frightened, and was about to run away. But the old woman called out to her, what are you afraid of, dear child. Stay with me. 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    "But the lazy thing answered, as if I had any wish to make myself dirty. And on she went. Soon she came to the apple-tree, which cried, oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe. But she answered, I like that. One of you might fall on my head, and so went on. When she came to mother holle's house she was not afraid, for she had already heard of her big teeth, and she hired herself to her immediately. The first day she forced herself to work diligently, and obeyed mother holle when she told her to do anything, for she was thinking of all the gold that she would give her. But on the second day she began to be lazy, and on the third day still more so, and then she would not get up in the morning at all.",
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    "So the girl went back to the well. She felt very sad and did not know what to do. In her heart, she was so upset that she jumped into the well to get the shuttle. She closed her eyes and lost her senses. When she woke up and felt better, she was in a beautiful meadow. The sun was shining bright, and there were thousands of flowers everywhere. She walked across the meadow until she saw a baker's oven full of bread. The bread cried out, \"Oh, please take me out! Take me out! I have been in here too long and I am getting hot.\" So she went to the oven and took out all the loaves one by one with the long shovel. After that, she kept walking until she came to a tree covered in apples. The apples called out to her, \"Oh, please shake me! Shake us! We are all ripe and ready to be picked.",
    "So she shook the tree until the apples fell like rain. She kept shaking until they were all down. Then she gathered them into a big pile and went on her way. At last, she came to a small house. An old woman looked out at her. But she had very big teeth, and the girl was scared. She started to run away. But the old woman called out softly, \"What are you afraid of, dear child? Stay with me. If you do all the work in the house well, you will be happy. You must make my bed very soft and shake it until the feathers fly high in the air. That is how I know it is snowing outside. I am Mother Holle.\" The old woman spoke so kindly that the girl felt brave. She agreed to stay and help her.",
    "She took great care of everything for her mistress. Every morning, she shook her bed so hard that the feathers flew all around like soft snowflakes. She lived a happy life with the old woman. There was never any anger. She ate roast meat or boiled meat every single day. But after a while, she started to feel very sad. At first, she did not know why she felt this way. Then she realized it was homesickness. Even though she was much happier and better off here than at home, she missed her own family very much. At last, she spoke to the old woman. \"I miss my home,\" she said. \"Even though I am so well taken care of here, I cannot stay any longer. I must go back to my own people.",
    "Mother Holle smiled and said, \"I am happy you want to go home. You were so good to me, so I will take you back.\" She held the girl's hand and led her to a big door. When the door opened, a warm shower of golden rain fell down. It sparkled and stuck to her, making her look like a princess. \"You can keep this gold because you worked so hard,\" said Mother Holle. Then, she gave the girl back her lost shuttle. The door shut tight, and suddenly, the girl was back on the green grass, right near her mother's house. As she walked into the yard, the big cock on the well crowed, \"Cock-a-doodle-doo!",
    "Your golden girl has come back home. She went to her mother and was welcomed with a big hug. She told her mother everything that had happened. When the mother saw how much gold the girl had, she wanted the same good luck for her other daughter. She made the ugly girl sit by the well and spin. To make the shuttle look red, she stuck her finger into a thorn bush and hurt it. Then she threw the shuttle into the well and jumped in after it. She arrived at the beautiful meadow and walked the same path. When she got to the oven, the bread cried out, \"Oh, take me out! Take me out, or I will burn. I have been in here for a long time.",
    "But the lazy girl answered, as if she wanted to get dirty. And she kept walking. Soon she came to an apple tree that cried out, \"Oh, shake me! Shake me! We apples are all ripe!\" But she answered, \"I like that. One of you might fall on my head.\" And she kept walking. When she came to Mother Holle's house, she was not afraid. She had already heard about her big teeth, so she agreed to work for her right away. The first day, she worked very hard and did everything Mother Holle asked. She was thinking about all the gold she would get. But on the second day, she started to be lazy. On the third day, she was even lazier. Then, she would not get out of bed in the morning at all.",
    "She did not make Mother Holle’s bed the right way, and she did not shake it to make the feathers fly up. Mother Holle was soon tired of this, so she told the girl to leave. The lazy girl was happy to go, thinking that now the golden rain would finally come. Mother Holle walked her to the big door, but when she stood beneath it, instead of gold, a big bucket of sticky black pitch was poured over her. \"That is the reward for your service,\" said Mother Holle, and she shut the door.\n\nSo the lazy girl went home, but she was covered in sticky black pitch. The cock on the well saw her and cried out, \"Cock-a-doodle-doo! Your dirty girl has come back to you.\" The pitch stuck to her and could not be washed off, no matter how hard she tried."
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She walked across the meadow until she saw a baker's oven full of bread. The bread cried out, \"Oh, please take me out! Take me out! I have been in here too long and I am getting hot.\" So she went to the oven and took out all the loaves one by one with the long shovel. After that, she kept walking until she came to a tree covered in apples. The apples called out to her, \"Oh, please shake me! Shake us! We are all ripe and ready to be picked.\n\nSo she shook the tree until the apples fell like rain. She kept shaking until they were all down. Then she gathered them into a big pile and went on her way. At last, she came to a small house. An old woman looked out at her. But she had very big teeth, and the girl was scared. She started to run away. But the old woman called out softly, \"What are you afraid of, dear child? Stay with me. If you do all the work in the house well, you will be happy. You must make my bed very soft and shake it until the feathers fly high in the air. That is how I know it is snowing outside. I am Mother Holle.\" The old woman spoke so kindly that the girl felt brave. She agreed to stay and help her.\n\nShe took great care of everything for her mistress. Every morning, she shook her bed so hard that the feathers flew all around like soft snowflakes. She lived a happy life with the old woman. There was never any anger. She ate roast meat or boiled meat every single day. But after a while, she started to feel very sad. At first, she did not know why she felt this way. Then she realized it was homesickness. Even though she was much happier and better off here than at home, she missed her own family very much. At last, she spoke to the old woman. \"I miss my home,\" she said. \"Even though I am so well taken care of here, I cannot stay any longer. I must go back to my own people.\n\nMother Holle smiled and said, \"I am happy you want to go home. You were so good to me, so I will take you back.\" She held the girl's hand and led her to a big door. When the door opened, a warm shower of golden rain fell down. It sparkled and stuck to her, making her look like a princess. \"You can keep this gold because you worked so hard,\" said Mother Holle. Then, she gave the girl back her lost shuttle. The door shut tight, and suddenly, the girl was back on the green grass, right near her mother's house. As she walked into the yard, the big cock on the well crowed, \"Cock-a-doodle-doo!\n\nYour golden girl has come back home. She went to her mother and was welcomed with a big hug. She told her mother everything that had happened. When the mother saw how much gold the girl had, she wanted the same good luck for her other daughter. She made the ugly girl sit by the well and spin. To make the shuttle look red, she stuck her finger into a thorn bush and hurt it. Then she threw the shuttle into the well and jumped in after it. She arrived at the beautiful meadow and walked the same path. When she got to the oven, the bread cried out, \"Oh, take me out! Take me out, or I will burn. I have been in here for a long time.\n\nBut the lazy girl answered, as if she wanted to get dirty. And she kept walking. Soon she came to an apple tree that cried out, \"Oh, shake me! Shake me! We apples are all ripe!\" But she answered, \"I like that. One of you might fall on my head.\" And she kept walking. When she came to Mother Holle's house, she was not afraid. She had already heard about her big teeth, so she agreed to work for her right away. The first day, she worked very hard and did everything Mother Holle asked. She was thinking about all the gold she would get. But on the second day, she started to be lazy. On the third day, she was even lazier. Then, she would not get out of bed in the morning at all.\n\nShe did not make Mother Holle’s bed the right way, and she did not shake it to make the feathers fly up. Mother Holle was soon tired of this, so she told the girl to leave. The lazy girl was happy to go, thinking that now the golden rain would finally come. Mother Holle walked her to the big door, but when she stood beneath it, instead of gold, a big bucket of sticky black pitch was poured over her. \"That is the reward for your service,\" said Mother Holle, and she shut the door.\n\nSo the lazy girl went home, but she was covered in sticky black pitch. The cock on the well saw her and cried out, \"Cock-a-doodle-doo! Your dirty girl has come back to you.\" The pitch stuck to her and could not be washed off, no matter how hard she tried.",
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    "Once there was a kind woman who had two daughters. One girl was sweet and worked hard, but the other was grumpy and lazy. The mother loved the grumpy girl best. The sweet girl had to do all the chores and work very hard. Every day, she had to sit by a well and spin thread until her fingers hurt. One day, the thread got stained with her blood. She dipped it in the well to clean it, but it slipped from her hand and fell deep down. She cried and ran to tell her stepmother. The stepmother scolded her and said, \"Since you let it fall in, you must get it out again.",
    "So the girl went back to the well. She felt very sad and did not know what to do. In her heart, she was so upset that she jumped into the well to get the shuttle. She closed her eyes and lost her senses. When she woke up and felt better, she was in a beautiful meadow. The sun was shining bright, and there were thousands of flowers everywhere. She walked across the meadow until she saw a baker's oven full of bread. The bread cried out, \"Oh, please take me out! Take me out! I have been in here too long and I am getting hot.\" So she went to the oven and took out all the loaves one by one with the long shovel. After that, she kept walking until she came to a tree covered in apples. The apples called out to her, \"Oh, please shake me! Shake us! We are all ripe and ready to be picked.",
    "So she shook the tree until the apples fell like rain. She kept shaking until they were all down. Then she gathered them into a big pile and went on her way. At last, she came to a small house. An old woman looked out at her. But she had very big teeth, and the girl was scared. She started to run away. But the old woman called out softly, \"What are you afraid of, dear child? Stay with me. If you do all the work in the house well, you will be happy. You must make my bed very soft and shake it until the feathers fly high in the air. That is how I know it is snowing outside. I am Mother Holle.\" The old woman spoke so kindly that the girl felt brave. She agreed to stay and help her.",
    "She took great care of everything for her mistress. Every morning, she shook her bed so hard that the feathers flew all around like soft snowflakes. She lived a happy life with the old woman. There was never any anger. She ate roast meat or boiled meat every single day. But after a while, she started to feel very sad. At first, she did not know why she felt this way. Then she realized it was homesickness. Even though she was much happier and better off here than at home, she missed her own family very much. At last, she spoke to the old woman. \"I miss my home,\" she said. \"Even though I am so well taken care of here, I cannot stay any longer. I must go back to my own people.",
    "Mother Holle smiled and said, \"I am happy you want to go home. You were so good to me, so I will take you back.\" She held the girl's hand and led her to a big door. When the door opened, a warm shower of golden rain fell down. It sparkled and stuck to her, making her look like a princess. \"You can keep this gold because you worked so hard,\" said Mother Holle. Then, she gave the girl back her lost shuttle. The door shut tight, and suddenly, the girl was back on the green grass, right near her mother's house. As she walked into the yard, the big cock on the well crowed, \"Cock-a-doodle-doo!",
    "Your golden girl has come back home. She went to her mother and was welcomed with a big hug. She told her mother everything that had happened. When the mother saw how much gold the girl had, she wanted the same good luck for her other daughter. She made the ugly girl sit by the well and spin. To make the shuttle look red, she stuck her finger into a thorn bush and hurt it. Then she threw the shuttle into the well and jumped in after it. She arrived at the beautiful meadow and walked the same path. When she got to the oven, the bread cried out, \"Oh, take me out! Take me out, or I will burn. I have been in here for a long time.",
    "But the lazy girl answered, as if she wanted to get dirty. And she kept walking. Soon she came to an apple tree that cried out, \"Oh, shake me! Shake me! We apples are all ripe!\" But she answered, \"I like that. One of you might fall on my head.\" And she kept walking. When she came to Mother Holle's house, she was not afraid. She had already heard about her big teeth, so she agreed to work for her right away. The first day, she worked very hard and did everything Mother Holle asked. She was thinking about all the gold she would get. But on the second day, she started to be lazy. On the third day, she was even lazier. Then, she would not get out of bed in the morning at all.",
    "She did not make Mother Holle’s bed the right way, and she did not shake it to make the feathers fly up. Mother Holle was soon tired of this, so she told the girl to leave. The lazy girl was happy to go, thinking that now the golden rain would finally come. Mother Holle walked her to the big door, but when she stood beneath it, instead of gold, a big bucket of sticky black pitch was poured over her. \"That is the reward for your service,\" said Mother Holle, and she shut the door.\n\nSo the lazy girl went home, but she was covered in sticky black pitch. The cock on the well saw her and cried out, \"Cock-a-doodle-doo! Your dirty girl has come back to you.\" The pitch stuck to her and could not be washed off, no matter how hard she tried."
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