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Illustrated for Storynory by Sophie Green. English text by Andrew Lang. ONCE there was a gentleman who married, for his second wife, the proudest and most haughty woman that was ever seen. She had been married before, and already had two daughters who were exactly like her in all things.
He had likewise, by his first wife, a young daughter, Cinderella short essay of unequalled goodness and sweetness of temper, which she took from her mother, who was the best creature in the world.
This sweet little girl missed her mother, who had died, terribly much No sooner was the wedding ceremony over, than the new wife began to show herself in her true colours. She made her do the meanest jobs in the house. She slept in a little attic, upon a wretched straw bed, while her sisters lay upon beds with the softest pillows, in fine rooms, with floors covered with beautiful carpets, and walls on which hung looking-glasses so large that they might see themselves at their full length from head to foot.
The poor girl bore all patiently, and dared not tell her father, who would have been angry with her; for his new wife ruled him entirely.
When the little girl had done her work, she used to go into the chimney corner, and sit down among cinders and ashes, which led her to be called Cinderwench; but the youngest stepdaughter, who was not quite so rude and unkind as the eldest, called her Cinderella.
However, Cinderella, dressed in rags was a hundred times prettier than her sisters, though they were always dressed very richly.
They were truly delighted at this invitation, and wonderfully busy in choosing such gowns, petticoats, and headdresses as might suit them. Meanwhile, the sisters talked all day long of nothing but what they should wear to the ball.
Cinderella was likewise called up to them for advice, for she had excellent judgement, and advised them always for the best, indeed, and offered her services to make up their hair, which they were very willing she should do. As she was doing this, they said to her: It is not for a poor girl like me to go there.
The stepsisters were almost two days without eating, so much were they thrilled and excited.
They broke above a dozen corsets in trying to be laced up tightly, so that they might have a fine slender shape, and they were continually at their looking-glass. At last the happy day came. They went to court, and Cinderella followed them with her eyes as long as she could, and when she had lost sight of them, she fell a-crying.
Just then, her fairy godmother, who used to watch over her secretly, saw her all in tears, and appeared at her side and asked her what was the matter. This fairy godmother of hers said to her: Her godmother scooped out all the inside of the big vegetable, leaving nothing but the rind; which done, she struck it with her wand, and the pumpkin was instantly turned into a fine coach, gilded all over with gold.
She then went to look into her mousetrap, where she found six mice, all alive, and ordered Cinderella to lift up a little the trapdoor. As each mouse went out, she gave it a little tap with her wand, and the mouse was that moment turned into a fine horse, which altogether made a very fine set of six horses of a beautiful mouse-coloured dapple-grey.
But they still needed a coachman. The fairy made choice of one of the three which had the largest beard, and having touched him with her wand, was turned into a fat, jolly coachman, who had the smartest whiskers eyes ever beheld. After that, she said to her: The fairy then said to Cinderella: Are you not pleased with it?
This done, she gave her a pair of glass slippers, the prettiest in the whole world. Being thus decked out, she got up into her coach; but her godmother, above all things, commanded her not to stay until after midnight, telling her at the same time that if she stayed one moment longer, the coach would be a pumpkin again, her horses mice, her coachman a rat, her footmen lizards, and her clothes become just as they were before.
She promised her godmother she would not fail to leave the ball before midnight; and then away she went, scarce able to contain herself for joy.
He gave her his hand as she alighted out of the coach, and led her into the ball, among all the company. There was immediately a profound silence, they left off dancing, and the violins ceased to play, so attentive was everyone to contemplate the singular beauty of the unknown newcomer.
Nothing was then heard but a confused noise of: How lovely she is! All the ladies were busied in considering her clothes and headdress, that they might have some made the next day after the same pattern, provided they could meet with such fine material and as able hands to make them.The short fictional story of Cinderella contained many elements of fiction.
The elements that will be discussed in this analysis are plot, point of view, The elements that will be discussed in this analysis are plot, point of view,/5(1). Compare and contrast essay topics are at varying degrees of difficulty. While some may do well for high school students, others require more advanced analytical and research capabilities, and are specially for students in college or higher up.
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Brown's adaptation of Perrault's story, Cinderella or The Little Glass Slipper, is a rags to riches story of a mistreated, beautiful young girl who, with the help of her fairy godmother, becomes the wife of a Prince.
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