The old mother spent many happy years with her children.  The two rose-trees she took with her when she left the cottage, and they grew in front of her window, where they continued to bear each year the most beautiful roses, red and white.

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THE SLEEPING BEAUTY

Once upon a time there lived a king and queen who had no children; and this they lamented very much.  But one day, as the queen was walking by the side of the river, a little fish lifted its head out of the water, and said, “Your wish shall be fulfilled, and you shall soon have a daughter.”

What the little fish had foretold soon came to pass; and the Queen had a little girl who was so very beautiful that the king could not cease looking on her for joy, and determined to hold a great feast.  So he invited not only his relations, friends, and neighbours, but also all the fairies, that they might be kind and good to his little daughter.  Now there were thirteen fairies in his kingdom, and he had only twelve golden dishes for them to eat out of, so that he was obliged to leave one of the fairies without an invitation.  The rest came, and after the feast was over they gave all their best gifts to the little princess; one gave her virtue, another beauty, another riches, and so on till she had all that was excellent in the world.  When eleven had done blessing her, the thirteenth, who had not been invited, and was very angry on that account, came in, and determined to take her revenge.  So she cried out, “The King’s daughter shall in her fifteenth year be wounded by a spindle, and fall down dead.”  Then the twelfth, who had not yet given her gift, came forward and said that the bad wish must be fulfilled, but that she could soften it, and that the king’s daughter should not die, but fall asleep for a hundred years.

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But the king hoped to save his dear child from the threatened evil, and ordered that all the spindles in the kingdom should be bought up and destroyed.  All the fairies’ gifts were in the meantime fulfilled; for the princess was so beautiful, and well-behaved, and amiable, and wise, that everyone who knew her loved her.  Now it happened that on the very day she was fifteen years old the king and queen were not at home, and she was left alone in the palace.  So she roved about by herself, and poked at all the rooms and chambers, till at last she came to an old tower, to which there was a narrow staircase ending with a little door.  In the door there was a golden key, and when she turned it the door sprang open, and there sat an old lady spinning away very busily.

“Why, how now, good mother,” said the princess, “what are you doing there?”

“Spinning,” said the old lady, and nodded her head.

“How prettily that little thing turns round!” said the princess, and took the spindle and began to spin.  But scarcely had she touched it before the prophecy was fulfilled, and she fell down, as if lifeless, on the ground.