to bring the water, to make the fire, to cook and to wash. Besides
that, the sisters plagued her in all sorts of ways and laughed at her.
In the evening, when she was tired, she had no bed to lie down on, but
was made to sleep by the hearth among the ashes; and then, as she was
of course always dusty and dirty, they called her Cinderella.

It happened once that the father was going to the fair, and asked his
wife's daughters what he should bring them. "Fine clothes," said the
first: "Pearls and diamonds," said the second. "Now, child," said he
to his own daughter, "what will you have?" "The first sprig, dear
father, that rubs against your hat on your way home," said she. Then
he bought for the two first the fine clothes and pearls and diamonds
they had asked for: and on his way home as he rode through a green
copse, a sprig of hazel brushed against him, and almost pushed off his
hat; so he broke it off and brought it away; and when he got home he
gave it to his daughter. Then she took it and went to her mother's
grave and planted it there, and cried so much that it was watered with
her tears; and there it grew and became a fine tree. Three times every
day she went to it and wept; and soon a little bird came and built
its nest upon the tree, and talked with her and watched over her, and
brought her whatever she wished for.

Now it happened that the king of the land held a feast which was to
last three days, and out of those who came to it his son was to choose
a bride for himself; and Cinderella's two sisters were asked to come.
So they called her up and said, "Now, comb our hair, brush our shoes,
and tie our sashes for us, for we are going to dance at the king's
feast." Then she did as she was told, but when all was done she could
not help crying, for she thought to herself, she would have liked to
go to the dance too; and at last she begged her mother very hard to