Identifier: violetfairybook00lang (find matches)
Title: The violet fairy book
Year: 1906 (1900s)
Authors: Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912 Ford, H. J. (Henry Justice), 1860-1941, ill
Subjects: Folklore Fairy tales
Publisher: London New York : Longmans, Green
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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ratitude for her escape from hercruel stepmother; but her hostess raised her from theground and patted her head, saying, All will go well aslong as you are a good, obedient child, and I will takecare of you and see that you want for nothing till you aregrown up and can look after yourself. My waiting-maid,who teaches Kisika all sorts of fine handiwork, shallteach you too. Not long after the old man came back with a mouldfull of clay on his shoulders, and a little covered basketin his left hand. He put down his mould and his basketon the ground, took up a handful of clay, and made a dollas large as life. When it was finished he bored a hole inthe dolls breast and put a bit of bread inside; then,drawing a snake out of the basket, forced it to enter thehollow body. Now, he said to the lady, all we want is a drop ofthe maidens blood. When she heard this Elsa grew white with horror, forshe thought she was selling her soul to the evil one. Do not be afraid ! the lady hastened to say ; we do
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A TALE OF THE TONTLAWALD 9 not want your blood for any bad purpose, but rather togive you freedom and happiness. Then she took a tiny golden needle, pricked Elsa in thearm, and gave the needle to the old man, who stuck it intothe heart of the doll. When this was done he placed thefigure in the basket, promising that the next day theyshould all see what a beautiful piece of work he hadfinished. When Elsa awoke the next morning in her silken bed,with its soft white pillows, she saw a beautiful dress lyingover the back of a chair, ready for her to put on. Amaid came in to comb out her long hair, and brought thefinest linen for her use; but nothing gave Elsa so muchjoy as the little pair of embroidered shoes that she heldin her hand, for the girl had hitherto been forced to runabout barefoot by her cruel stepmother. In her excite-ment she never gave a thought to the rough clothes shehad worn the day before, which had disappeared as if bymao-ic during the night. Who could have taken them?

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