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Title: Bo-Peep Story Books
Author: Anonymous
Editor: Clara de Chatelain
Release Date: May 13, 2008 [EBook #25461]
Language: English
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BO-PEEP
STORY BOOKS.
[Illustration]
CINDERELLA,
THE PRINCESS ROSETTA,
FAIR ONE AND GOLDEN LOCKS,
BEAUTY AND THE BEAST,
LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD,
THE SLEEPING BEAUTY,
NEW YORK:
LEAVITT & ALLEN BROS.,
No. 8 HOWARD STREET.
* * * * *
THE STORY
OF
=Cinderella; or the Glass Slipper=.
[Illustration]
=Edited by Madame de Chatelain.=
=Cinderella; or, the Glass Slipper.=
There once lived a gentleman, who, on becoming a widower, married a most
haughty woman for his second wife. The lady had two daughters by a
former marriage, equally proud and disagreeable as herself, while the
husband had one daughter, of the sweetest temper and most angelic
disposition, who was the complete counterpart of her late mother. No
sooner was the wedding over, than the stepmother began to show her bad
temper. She could not bear her stepdaughter's good qualities, that only
showed up her daughters' unamiable ones still more obviously, and she
accordingly compelled the poor girl to do all the drudgery of the
household. It was she who washed the dishes, and scrubbed down the
stairs, and polished the floors in my lady's chamber, and in those of
the two pert misses, her daughters; and while the latter slept on good
featherbeds in elegant rooms, furnished with full-length
looking-glasses, their sister lay in a wretched garret on an old straw
mattress. Yet the poor thing bore this ill treatment very meekly, and
did not dare complain to her father, who was so besotted to his wife
that he would only have scolded her.
When her work was done, she used to sit in the c
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