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Finally available, a high quality book of the original classic edition of My Book of Favorite Fairy Tales.

This is a new and freshly published edition of this culturally important work by Capt. Edric Vredenburg, which is now, at last, again available to you.

Enjoy this classic work today. These selected paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside My Book of Favorite Fairy Tales:

But the old king told him to go out again as usual the next day, and when morning came, the king placed himself behind the gate, and heard how she spoke to Falada, and how Falada answered; and then he went into the field and hid himself in a bush by the meadows side, and soon saw with his own eyes how they drove the flock of geese, and how, after a little time, she let down her hair that glittered in the sun; and then he heard her say-

...But when they had broken open the door they found no one within; and as they came back into the house, [pg 30] Cinderella lay as she always did, in her dirty frock by the ashes, and her dim little lamp burnt in the chimney; for she had run as quickly as she could through the pigeon-house and on to the hazel-tree, and had there taken off her beautiful clothes, and laid them beneath the tree, that the bird might carry them away, and had seated herself amid the ashes again in her little old frock.

...Then her kind friend the bird brought a dress still finer than the former ones, and slippers which were all of gold; so that when she [pg 32] came to the feast no one knew what to say for wonder at her beauty; and the kings son danced with her alone; and when any one else asked her to dance he said, This lady is my partner.

...But it is also said that the story ends in a different manner; for that one day, when Red Riding Hood was taking some presents to her grandmother, a Wolf met her, and wanted to mislead her; but she went straight on, and told her grandmother that she had met a Wolf, who said good-day; but he looked so hungrily out of his great eyes, as if he would have eaten her up had she not been on the high road.

...But as it still wanted three months to the Princesss fifteenth year, warned by the Fairy Tulip, who had taken Desirée under her special care, they refused to let him see their daughter or to let her yet marry the Prince Guerrier, but they showed her the Princes portrait, with which she was greatly pleased, and particularly when it said, Lovely Desirée, you cannot imagine how ardently I am waiting for you; come soon into our Court to make it beautiful by your presence.

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