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+A rich man's wife became sick, and when she felt that her end was drawing near,
+she called her only daughter to her bedside and said, "Dear child, remain pious
+and good, and then our dear God will always protect you, and I will look down
+on you from heaven and be near you." With this she closed her eyes and died.
+
+The girl went out to her mother's grave every day and wept, and she remained
+pious and good. When winter came the snow spread a white cloth over the grave,
+and when the spring sun had removed it again, the man took himself another
+wife.
+
+This wife brought two daughters into the house with her. They were beautiful,
+with fair faces, but evil and dark hearts. Times soon grew very bad for the
+poor stepchild.
+
+"Why should that stupid goose sit in the parlor with us?" they said. "If she
+wants to eat bread, then she will have to earn it. Out with this kitchen maid!"
+
+They took her beautiful clothes away from her, dressed her in an old gray
+smock, and gave her wooden shoes. "Just look at the proud princess! How decked
+out she is!" they shouted and laughed as they led her into the kitchen.
+
+There she had to do hard work from morning until evening, get up before
+daybreak, carry water, make the fires, cook, and wash. Besides this, the
+sisters did everything imaginable to hurt her. They made fun of her, scattered
+peas and lentils into the ashes for her, so that she had to sit and pick them
+out again. In the evening when she had worked herself weary, there was no bed
+for her. Instead she had to sleep by the hearth in the ashes. And because she
+always looked dusty and dirty, they called her Cinderella.
+
+One day it happened that the father was going to the fair, and he asked his two
+stepdaughters what he should bring back for them.
+
+"Beautiful dresses," said the one.
+
+"Pearls and jewels," said the other.
+
+"And you, Cinderella," he said, "what do you want?"
+
+"Father, break off for me the first twig that brushes against your hat on your
+way home."
+
+So he bought beautiful dresses, pearls, and jewels for his two stepdaughters.
+On his way home, as he was riding through a green thicket, a hazel twig brushed
+against him and knocked off his hat. Then he broke off the twig and took it
+with him. Arriving home, he gave his stepdaughters the things that they had
+asked for, and he gave Cinderella the twig from the hazel bush.
+
+Cinderella thanked him, went to her mother's grave, and planted the branch on
+it, and she wept so much that her tears fell upon it and watered it. It grew
+and became a beautiful tree.
+
+Cinderella went to this tree three times every day, and beneath it she wept and
+prayed. A white bird came to the tree every time, and whenever she expressed a
+wish, the bird would throw down to her what she had wished for.
+
+Now it happened that the king proclaimed a festival that was to last three
+days. All the beautiful young girls in the land were invited, so that his son
+could select a bride for himself. When the two stepsisters heard that they too
+had been invited, they were in high spirits.
+
+They called Cinderella, saying, "Comb our hair for us. Brush our shoes and
+fasten our buckles. We are going to the festival at the king's castle."
+
+Cinderella obeyed, but wept, because she too would have liked to go to the
+dance with them. She begged her stepmother to allow her to go.
+
+"You, Cinderella?" she said. "You, all covered with dust and dirt, and you want
+to go to the festival?. You have neither clothes nor shoes, and yet you want to
+dance!"
+
+However, because Cinderella kept asking, the stepmother finally said, "I have
+scattered a bowl of lentils into the ashes for you. If you can pick them out
+again in two hours, then you may go with us."
+
+The girl went through the back door into the garden, and called out, "You tame
+pigeons, you turtledoves, and all you birds beneath the sky, come and help me
+to gather:
+
+The good ones go into the pot, The bad ones go into your crop." Two white
+pigeons came in through the kitchen window, and then the turtledoves, and
+finally all the birds beneath the sky came whirring and swarming in, and lit
+around the ashes. The pigeons nodded their heads and began to pick, pick, pick,
+pick. And the others also began to pick, pick, pick, pick. They gathered all
+the good grains into the bowl. Hardly one hour had passed before they were
+finished, and they all flew out again.  The girl took the bowl to her
+stepmother, and was happy, thinking that now she would be allowed to go to the
+festival with them.
+
+But the stepmother said, "No, Cinderella, you have no clothes, and you don't
+know how to dance. Everyone would only laugh at you."
+
+Cinderella began to cry, and then the stepmother said, "You may go if you are
+able to pick two bowls of lentils out of the ashes for me in one hour,"
+thinking to herself, "She will never be able to do that."
+
+The girl went through the back door into the garden, and called out, "You tame
+pigeons, you turtledoves, and all you birds beneath the sky, come and help me
+to gather:
+
+The good ones go into the pot, The bad ones go into your crop." Two white
+pigeons came in through the kitchen window, and then the turtledoves, and
+finally all the birds beneath the sky came whirring and swarming in, and lit
+around the ashes. The pigeons nodded their heads and began to pick, pick, pick,
+pick. And the others also began to pick, pick, pick, pick. They gathered all
+the good grains into the bowls. Before a half hour had passed they were
+finished, and they all flew out again.  The girl took the bowls to her
+stepmother, and was happy, thinking that now she would be allowed to go to the
+festival with them.
+
+But the stepmother said, "It's no use. You are not coming with us, for you have
+no clothes, and you don't know how to dance. We would be ashamed of you." With
+this she turned her back on Cinderella, and hurried away with her two proud
+daughters.
+
+Now that no one else was at home, Cinderella went to her mother's grave beneath
+the hazel tree, and cried out:
+
+Shake and quiver, little tree, Throw gold and silver down to me.  Then the bird
+threw a gold and silver dress down to her, and slippers embroidered with silk
+and silver. She quickly put on the dress and went to the festival.  Her
+stepsisters and her stepmother did not recognize her. They thought she must be
+a foreign princess, for she looked so beautiful in the golden dress. They never
+once thought it was Cinderella, for they thought that she was sitting at home
+in the dirt, looking for lentils in the ashes.
+
+The prince approached her, took her by the hand, and danced with her.
+Furthermore, he would dance with no one else. He never let go of her hand, and
+whenever anyone else came and asked her to dance, he would say, "She is my
+dance partner."
+
+She danced until evening, and then she wanted to go home. But the prince said,
+"I will go along and escort you," for he wanted to see to whom the beautiful
+girl belonged. However, she eluded him and jumped into the pigeon coop. The
+prince waited until her father came, and then he told him that the unknown girl
+had jumped into the pigeon coop.
+
+The old man thought, "Could it be Cinderella?"
+
+He had them bring him an ax and a pick so that he could break the pigeon coop
+apart, but no one was inside. When they got home Cinderella was lying in the
+ashes, dressed in her dirty clothes. A dim little oil-lamp was burning in the
+fireplace. Cinderella had quickly jumped down from the back of the pigeon coop
+and had run to the hazel tree. There she had taken off her beautiful clothes
+and laid them on the grave, and the bird had taken them away again. Then,
+dressed in her gray smock, she had returned to the ashes in the kitchen.
+
+The next day when the festival began anew, and her parents and her stepsisters
+had gone again, Cinderella went to the hazel tree and said:
+
+Shake and quiver, little tree, Throw gold and silver down to me.  Then the bird
+threw down an even more magnificent dress than on the preceding day. When
+Cinderella appeared at the festival in this dress, everyone was astonished at
+her beauty. The prince had waited until she came, then immediately took her by
+the hand, and danced only with her. When others came and asked her to dance
+with them, he said, "She is my dance partner." When evening came she wanted to
+leave, and the prince followed her, wanting to see into which house she went.
+But she ran away from him and into the garden behind the house. A beautiful
+tall tree stood there, on which hung the most magnificent pears. She climbed as
+nimbly as a squirrel into the branches, and the prince did not know where she
+had gone. He waited until her father came, then said to him, "The unknown girl
+has eluded me, and I believe she has climbed up the pear tree.
+
+The father thought, "Could it be Cinderella?" He had an ax brought to him and
+cut down the tree, but no one was in it. When they came to the kitchen,
+Cinderella was lying there in the ashes as usual, for she had jumped down from
+the other side of the tree, had taken the beautiful dress back to the bird in
+the hazel tree, and had put on her gray smock.
+
+On the third day, when her parents and sisters had gone away, Cinderella went
+again to her mother's grave and said to the tree:
+
+Shake and quiver, little tree, Throw gold and silver down to me.  This time the
+bird threw down to her a dress that was more splendid and magnificent than any
+she had yet had, and the slippers were of pure gold. When she arrived at the
+festival in this dress, everyone was so astonished that they did not know what
+to say. The prince danced only with her, and whenever anyone else asked her to
+dance, he would say, "She is my dance partner." When evening came Cinderella
+wanted to leave, and the prince tried to escort her, but she ran away from him
+so quickly that he could not follow her. The prince, however, had set a trap.
+He had had the entire stairway smeared with pitch. When she ran down the
+stairs, her left slipper stuck in the pitch. The prince picked it up. It was
+small and dainty, and of pure gold.
+
+The next morning, he went with it to the man, and said to him, "No one shall be
+my wife except for the one whose foot fits this golden shoe."
+
+The two sisters were happy to hear this, for they had pretty feet. With her
+mother standing by, the older one took the shoe into her bedroom to try it on.
+She could not get her big toe into it, for the shoe was too small for her. Then
+her mother gave her a knife and said, "Cut off your toe. When you are queen you
+will no longer have to go on foot."
+
+The girl cut off her toe, forced her foot into the shoe, swallowed the pain,
+and went out to the prince. He took her on his horse as his bride and rode away
+with her. However, they had to ride past the grave, and there, on the hazel
+tree, sat the two pigeons, crying out:
+
+Rook di goo, rook di goo!  There's blood in the shoe.  The shoe is too tight,
+This bride is not right!  Then he looked at her foot and saw how the blood was
+running from it. He turned his horse around and took the false bride home
+again, saying that she was not the right one, and that the other sister should
+try on the shoe. She went into her bedroom, and got her toes into the shoe all
+right, but her heel was too large.  Then her mother gave her a knife, and said,
+"Cut a piece off your heel. When you are queen you will no longer have to go on
+foot."
+
+The girl cut a piece off her heel, forced her foot into the shoe, swallowed the
+pain, and went out to the prince. He took her on his horse as his bride and
+rode away with her. When they passed the hazel tree, the two pigeons were
+sitting in it, and they cried out:
+
+Rook di goo, rook di goo!  There's blood in the shoe.  The shoe is too tight,
+This bride is not right!  He looked down at her foot and saw how the blood was
+running out of her shoe, and how it had stained her white stocking all red.
+Then he turned his horse around and took the false bride home again.  "This is
+not the right one, either," he said. "Don't you have another daughter?"
+
+"No," said the man. "There is only a deformed little Cinderella from my first
+wife, but she cannot possibly be the bride."
+
+The prince told him to send her to him, but the mother answered, "Oh, no, she
+is much too dirty. She cannot be seen."
+
+But the prince insisted on it, and they had to call Cinderella. She first
+washed her hands and face clean, and then went and bowed down before the
+prince, who gave her the golden shoe. She sat down on a stool, pulled her foot
+out of the heavy wooden shoe, and put it into the slipper, and it fitted her
+perfectly.
+
+When she stood up the prince looked into her face, and he recognized the
+beautiful girl who had danced with him. He cried out, "She is my true bride."
+
+The stepmother and the two sisters were horrified and turned pale with anger.
+The prince, however, took Cinderella onto his horse and rode away with her. As
+they passed by the hazel tree, the two white pigeons cried out:
+
+Rook di goo, rook di goo!  No blood's in the shoe.  The shoe's not too tight,
+This bride is right!  After they had cried this out, they both flew down and
+lit on Cinderella's shoulders, one on the right, the other on the left, and
+remained sitting there.  When the wedding with the prince was to be held, the
+two false sisters came, wanting to gain favor with Cinderella and to share her
+good fortune. When the bridal couple walked into the church, the older sister
+walked on their right side and the younger on their left side, and the pigeons
+pecked out one eye from each of them. Afterwards, as they came out of the
+church, the older one was on the left side, and the younger one on the right
+side, and then the pigeons pecked out the other eye from each of them. And
+thus, for their wickedness and falsehood, they were punished with blindness as
+long as they lived.
+
+