<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_XIV" id="CHAPTER_XIV"></SPAN>CHAPTER XIV</h2>
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<h3>CINDERELLA; OR, THE LITTLE GLASS SLIPPER</h3>
<p>There was once a very rich gentleman who lost his wife, and having loved her
exceedingly, he was very sorry when she died. Finding himself quite unhappy for her
loss, he resolved to marry a second time, thinking by this means he should be as
happy as before. Unfortunately, however, the lady he chanced to fix upon was the
proudest and most haughty woman ever known; she was always out of humour with every
one; nobody could please her, and she returned the civilities of those about her with
the most affronting disdain. She had two daughters by a former husband. These she
brought up to be proud and idle. Indeed, in temper and behaviour they perfectly
resembled their mother; they did not love their books, and would not learn to work;
in short they were disliked by every body. The gentleman on his side too had a
daughter, who in sweetness of temper and carriage was the exact likeness of her own
mother, whose death he had so much lamented, and whose tender care of the little girl
he was in hopes to see replaced by that of his new bride. But scarcely was the
marriage ceremony over, before his wife began to show her real temper. She could not
bear the pretty little girl, because her sweet obliging manners made those of her own
daughters appear a thousand times the more odious and disagreeable. She therefore
ordered her to live in the kitchen; and, if ever she brought any thing into the
parlour, always scolded her till she was out of sight. She made her work with the
servants in washing the dishes, and rubbing the tables and chairs; it was her place
to clean madam's chamber, and that of the misses her daughters, which was all inlaid,
had beds of the newest fashion, and looking-glasses so long and broad, that they saw
themselves from head to foot in them; while the little creature herself was forced to
sleep up in a sorry garret, upon a wretched straw bed, without curtains, or any thing
to make her comfortable. The poor child bore this with the greatest patience, not
daring to complain to her father, who, she feared, would only reprove her, for she
saw that his wife governed him entirely. When she had done all her work she used to
sit in the chimney-corner among the cinders; so that in the house she went by the
name of Cinderbreech. The youngest of the two sisters, however, being rather more
civil than the eldest, called her Cinderella. And Cinderella, dirty and ragged as she
was, as often happens in such cases, was a thousand times prettier than her sisters,
drest out in all their splendour. It happened that the king's son gave a ball, to
which he invited all the persons of fashion in the country. Our two misses were of
the number, for the king's son did not know how disagreeable they were, but supposed,
as they were so much indulged, that they were extremely amiable. He did not invite
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<p>The two sisters began immediately to be very busy in preparing for the happy day.
Nothing could exceed their joy. Every moment of their time was spent in fancying such
gowns, shoes, and head-dresses as would set them off to the greatest advantage. All
this was new vexation to poor Cinderella, for it was she who ironed and plaited her
sisters' linen. They talked of nothing but how they should be dressed: "I," said the
eldest, "will wear my scarlet velvet with French trimming." "And I," said the
youngest, "shall wear the same petticoat I had made for the last ball. But then, to
make amends for that, I shall put on my gold muslin train, and wear my diamonds in my
hair; with these I must certainly look well." They sent several miles for the best
hair dresser that was to be had, and all their ornaments were bought at the most
fashionable shops. On the morning of the ball, they called up Cinderella to consult
with her about their dress, for they knew she had a great deal of taste. Cinderella
gave them the best advice she could, and even offered to assist in adjusting their
head-dresses; which was exactly what they wanted, and they accordingly accepted her
proposal. While Cinderella was busily engaged in dressing her sisters, they said to
her, "Should you not like, Cinderella, to go to the ball?" "Ah!" replied Cinderella,
"you are only laughing at me, it is not for such as I am to think of going to balls."
"You are in the right," said they, "folks might laugh indeed, to see a Cinderbreech
dancing in a ball room." Any other than Cinderella would have tried to make the
haughty creatures look as ugly as she could; but the sweet tempered girl on the
contrary, did every thing she could think of to make them look well. The sisters had
scarcely eaten any thing for two days, so great was their joy as the happy day drew
near. More than a dozen laces were broken in endeavouring to give them a fine slender
shape, and they were always before the looking glass. At length the much wished for
moment arrived; the proud misses stepped into a beautiful carriage, and, followed by
servants in rich liveries, drove towards the palace. Cinderella followed them with
her eyes as far as she could; and when they were out of sight, she sat down in a
corner and began to cry. Her godmother, who saw her in tears, asked her what ailed
her. "I wish——I w-i-s-h—" sobbed poor Cinderella, without being
able to say another word. The godmother, who was a fairy, said to her, "You wish to
go to the ball, Cinderella, is not this the truth?" "Alas! yes," replied the poor
child, sobbing still more than before. "Well, well, be a good girl," said the
godmother, "and you shall go." She then led Cinderella to her bedchamber, and said to
her: "Run into the garden and bring me a pumpkin." Cinderella flew like lightning,
and brought the finest she could lay hold of. Her godmother scooped out the inside,
leaving nothing but the rind; she then struck it with her wand, and the pumpkin
instantly became a fine coach gilded all over with gold. She then looked into her
mouse-trap, where she found six mice all alive and brisk. She told Cinderella to lift
up the door of the trap very gently; and as the mice passed out, she touched them one
by one with her wand, and each immediately became a beautiful horse of a fine dapple
gray mouse colour. "Here, my child," said the godmother, "is a coach and horses too,
as handsome as your sisters', but what shall we do for a postillion?" "I will run,"
replied Cinderella, "and see if there be not a rat in the trap. If I find one, he
will do very well for a postillion." "Well thought of, my child," said her godmother;
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<p>Cinderella brought the rat trap, which, to her great joy, contained three of the
largest rats ever seen. The fairy chose the one which had the longest beard; and
touching him with her wand, he was instantly turned into a handsome postillion, with
the finest pair of whiskers imaginable. She next said to Cinderella: "Go again into
the garden, and you will find six lizards behind the watering-pot; bring them
hither." This was no sooner done, than with a stroke from the fairy's wand they were
changed into six footmen, who all jumped up behind the coach in their laced liveries,
and stood side by side as cleverly as if they had been used to nothing else the whole
of their lives. The fairy then said to Cinderella: "Well, my dear, is not this such
an equipage as you could wish for to take you to the ball? Are you not delighted with
it?" "Y-e-s," replied Cinderella with hesitation, "but must I go thither in these
filthy rags?" Her godmother touched her with the wand, and her rags instantly became
the most magnificent apparel, ornamented with the most costly jewels in the whole
world. To these she added a beautiful pair of glass slippers, and bade her set out
for the palace. The fairy, however, before she took leave of Cinderella, strictly
charged her on no account whatever to stay at the ball after the clock had struck
twelve, telling her that, should she stay but a single moment after that time, her
coach would again become a pumpkin, her horses mice, her footmen lizards, and her
fine clothes be changed to filthy rags. Cinderella did not fail to promise all her
godmother desired of her; and almost wild with joy drove away to the palace. As soon
as she arrived, the king's son, who had been informed that a great princess, whom
nobody knew, was come to the ball, presented himself at the door of her carriage,
helped her out, and conducted her to the ball room. Cinderella no sooner appeared
than every one was silent; both the dancing and the music stopped, and every body was
employed in gazing at the uncommon beauty of this unknown stranger. Nothing was heard
but whispers of "How handsome she is!" The king himself, old as he was, could not
keep his eyes from her, and continually repeated to the queen, that it was a long
time since he had seen so lovely a creature. The ladies endeavoured to find out how
her clothes were made, that they might get some of the same pattern for themselves by
the next day, should they be lucky enough to meet with such handsome materials, and
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<p>The king's son conducted her to the most honourable seat, and soon after took her
out to dance with him. She both moved and danced so gracefully, that every one
admired her still more than before, and she was thought the most beautiful and
accomplished lady they ever beheld. After some time a delicious collation was served
up; but the young prince was so busily employed in looking at her, that he did not
eat a morsel. Cinderella seated herself near her sisters, paid them a thousand
attentions, and offered them a part of the oranges and sweetmeats with which the
prince had presented her, while they on their part were quite astonished at these
civilities from a lady whom they did not know. As they were conversing together,
Cinderella heard the clock strike eleven and three quarters. She rose from her seat,
curtesied to the company, and hastened away as fast as she could. As soon as she got
home she flew to her godmother, and, after thanking her a thousand times, told her
she would give the world to be able to go again to the ball the next day, for the
king's son had entreated her to be there. While she was telling her godmother every
thing that had happened to her at the ball, the two sisters knocked a loud
rat-tat-tat at the door; which Cinderella opened. "How late you have stayed!" said
she, yawning, rubbing her eyes, and stretching herself, as if just awakened out of
her sleep, though she had in truth felt no desire for sleep since they left her. "If
you had been at the ball," said one of her sisters, "let me tell you, you would not
have been sleepy. There came thither the handsomest, yes, the very handsomest
princess ever beheld! She paid us a thousand attentions, and made us take a part of
the oranges and sweetmeats the prince had given her." Cinderella could scarcely
contain herself for joy: she asked her sisters the name of this princess, to which
they replied, that nobody had been able to discover who she was; that the king's son
was extremely grieved on that account, and had offered a large reward to any person
who could find out where she came from. Cinderella smiled, and said: "How very
beautiful she must be! How fortunate you are! Ah, could I but see her for a single
moment! Dear Miss Charlotte, lend me only the yellow gown you wear every day, and let
me go to see her." "Oh! yes, I warrant you; lend my clothes to a Cinderbreech! Do you
really suppose me such a fool? No, no; pray, Miss Forward, mind your proper business,
and leave dress and balls to your betters." Cinderella expected some such answer, and
was by no means sorry, for she would have been sadly at a loss what to do if her
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<p>The next day the two sisters again appeared at the ball, and so did Cinderella,
but dressed much more magnificently than the night before. The king's son was
continually by her side, and said the most obliging things imaginable to her. The
charming young creature was far from being tired of all the agreeable things she met
with. On the contrary, she was so delighted with them that she entirely forgot the
charge her godmother had given her. Cinderella at last heard the striking of a clock,
and counted one, two, three, on till she came to twelve, though she thought that it
could be but eleven at most. She got up and flew as nimbly as a deer out of the
ball-room. The prince tried to overtake her; but poor Cinderella's fright made her
run the faster. However, in her great hurry, she dropped one of her glass slippers
from her foot, which the prince stooped down and picked up, and took the greatest
care of it possible. Cinderella got home tired and out of breath, in her old clothes,
without either coach or footmen, and having nothing left of her magnificence but the
fellow of the glass slipper which she had dropped. In the mean while, the prince had
inquired of all his guards at the palace gates, if they had not seen a magnificent
princess pass out, and which way she went? The guards replied, that no princess had
passed the gates; and that they had not seen a creature but a little ragged girl, who
looked more like a beggar than a princess. When the two sisters returned from the
ball, Cinderella asked them if they had been as much amused as the night before, and
if the beautiful princess had been there? They told her that she had; but that as
soon as the clock struck twelve, she hurried away from the ball room, and in the
great haste she had made, had dropped one of her glass slippers, which was the
prettiest shape that could be; that the king's son had picked it up, and had done
nothing but look at it all the rest of the evening; and that every body believed he
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<p>This was very true; for a few days after, the prince had it proclaimed, by sound
of trumpet, that he would marry the lady whose foot should exactly fit the slipper he
had found. Accordingly the prince's messengers took the slipper, and carried it first
to all the princesses, then to the duchesses, in short, to all the ladies of the
court. But without success. They then brought it to the two sisters, who each tried
all she could to squeeze her foot into the slipper, but saw at last that this was
quite impossible. Cinderella who was looking at them all the while, and knew her
slipper, could not help smiling, and ventured to say, "Pray, sir, let me try to get
on the slipper." The gentleman made her sit down; and putting the slipper to her
foot, it instantly slipped in, and he saw that it fitted her like wax. The two
sisters were amazed to see that the slipper fitted Cinderella; but how much greater
was their astonishment when she drew out of her pocket the other slipper and put it
on! Just at this moment the fairy entered the room, and touching Cinderella's clothes
with her wand, made her all at once appear more magnificently dressed than they had
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<p>The two sisters immediately perceived that she was the beautiful princess they had
seen at the ball. They threw themselves at her feet, and asked her forgiveness for
the ill treatment she had received from them. Cinderella helped them to rise, and,
tenderly embracing them, said that she forgave them with all her heart, and begged
them to bestow on her their affection. Cinderella was then conducted, dressed as she
was, to the young prince, who finding her more beautiful than ever, instantly desired
her to accept of his hand. The marriage ceremony took place in a few days; and
Cinderella, who was as amiable as she was handsome, gave her sisters magnificent
apartments in the palace, and a short time after married them to two great lords of
the court.</p>
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