Identifier: crimsonfairybook00lang (find matches)
Title: The crimson fairy book
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912 Ford, H. J. (Henry Justice), 1860-1941, ill
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Publisher: London New York : Longmans, Green and Co.
Contributing Library: Boston Public Library
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oman picked them up, and tuckingthem under her arm went on her way, keeping at a littledistance behind the royal huntsmen, who in their turnfollowed the prince. Oh, what a noise that old woman made as she walkedalong ! She chattered to herself so fast and clattered herkettle so loudly that you would have thought that awhole campful of gipsies must be coming round the nextcorner. But when they reached the forest, she bade themall wait outside, and entered the dark wood by herself. She stopped underneath the tree where the maidendwelt and, gathering some dry sticks, kindled a fire. Next,she placed the tripod over it, and the kettle on top. Butsomething was the matter with the kettle. As fast asthe old woman put it where it was to stand, that kettlew^as sure to roll off, falling to the ground with a crash. 106 LITTLE WILBROSE It really seemed bewitched, and no one knows what mighthave happened if Wildrose, who had been all the timepeeping out of her nest, had not lost patience at the old
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womans stupidity, and cried out: The tripod wontstand on that hill, you must move it! But where am I to move it to, my child ? asked the LITTLE WILDROSE 107 old woman, looking up to the nest, and at the samemoment trying to steady the kettle with one hand andthe tripod with the other. * Didnt I tell you that it was no good doing that,said Wildrose, more impatiently than before. * Make a firenear a tree and hang the kettle from one of the branches. The old woman took the kettle and hung it on a littletwig, w^hich broke at once, and the kettle fell to theground. If you would only show me how to do it, perhaps Ishould understand, said she. Quick as thought, the maiden slid down the smoothtrunk of the tree, and stood beside the stupid old w^oman,to teach her how things ought to be done. But in aninstant the old woman had caught up the girl and swungher over her shoulders, and was running as fast as shecould go to the edge of the forest, where she had left theprince. When he saw them comin

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