01Mar
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Moving Day

Moving Day

You surely remember Ole, the tower watchman. I have told you about two visits I paid him, and now I’ll tell you of a third, although it won’t be the last one. I have gone up to see him generally on New Year’s Day, but this time it was Moving Day, when everything down in […]

01Mar
2012
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The Most Incredible Thing

The Most Incredible Thing

Whosoever could do the most incredible thing was to have the King’s daughter and half of his kingdom. The young men, yes, and the old ones too, bent their heads, their muscles, and their hearts upon winning. To do what they thought was the most incredible thing, two ate themselves to death, and one died […]

01Mar
2012
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The Money Pig

The Money Pig

There were so many toys in the nursery. On the top of the cabinet stood the penny bank, made of clay in the shape of a little pig. Of course, he had a slit in his back, which had been enlarged with a knife so that silver dollars also could be put in; and two […]

01Mar
2012
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The Metal Pig

The Metal Pig

In the city of Florence, not far from the Piazza del Granduca, there is a little cross street which I think is called Porta Rossa. In front of a sort of market in this street, where vegetables are sold, stands an artificial but beautifully fashioned metal pig. A fountain of fresh clear water gushes out […]

01Mar
2012
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The Marsh King’s Daughter

The Marsh King’s Daughter

The storks tell many, many stories to their young ones, all about the bogs and marshes. In general each story is suited to the age and sense of the little storks. While the youngest ones are satisfied with, “Kribble-krabble, plurry-murry,” and think it a very fine story, the older ones demand something with more sense […]

01Mar
2012
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Lucky Peer

Lucky Peer

In the most fashionable street in the city stood a fine old house; the wall around it had bits of glass worked into it, so that when the sun or the moon shone it looked as if it were covered with diamonds. That was a sign of wealth, and there was great wealth inside. It […]

01Mar
2012
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Luck May Lie in a Pin

Luck May Lie in a Pin

A Story Told For My Young American Friends I’ll tell you a story about luck. All of us know what it is to be lucky. Some know good luck day in, day out; others only now and then in their lucky seasons; and there are some people who know it only once in a lifetime. […]

01Mar
2012
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Little Tuck

Little Tuck

Yes, that was little Tuck. As a matter of fact, his name wasn’t really Tuck, but before he could speak plainly he called himself Tuck. That was supposed to mean ” Carl,” but “Tuck” does just as well if one only knows it. Now he had to learn his lessons and at the same time […]

01Mar
2012
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The Little Mermaid

The Little Mermaid

Far out in the ocean the water is as blue as the petals of the loveliest cornflower, and as clear as the purest glass. But it is very deep too. It goes down deeper than any anchor rope will go, and many, many steeples would have to be stacked one on top of another to […]

01Mar
2012
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The Little Match Girl

The Little Match Girl

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. Evening came on, the last evening of the year. In the cold and gloom a poor little girl, bareheaded and barefoot, was walking through the streets. Of course when she had left her house she’d had slippers on, but what good had […]