“Thou, Queen, may’st fair and beauteous be,
      But Snow-White is lovelier far than thee!”

When she heard this she turned pale with rage and envy; and calling to one of her servants said, “Take Snow-White away into the wide wood, that I may never see her more.”  Then the servant led her away; but his heart melted when she begged him to spare her life, and he said, “I will not hurt thee, thou pretty child.”  So he left her by herself, and though he thought it most likely that the wild beasts would tear her to pieces, he felt as if a great weight were taken off his heart when he had made up his mind not to kill her, but leave her to her fate.

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Then poor Snow-White wandered along through the wood in great fear; and the wild beasts roared about her, but none did her any harm.  In the evening she came to a little cottage, and went in there to rest herself, for her weary feet would carry her no further.  Everything was spruce and neat in the cottage:  on the table was spread a white cloth, and there were seven little plates with seven little loaves and seven little glasses with wine in them; and knives and forks laid in order, and by the wall stood seven little beds.  Then, as she was very hungry, she picked a little piece off each loaf, and drank a very little wine out of each glass; and after that she thought she would lie down and rest.  So she tried all the little beds; and one was too long, and another was too short, till at last the seventh suited her; and there she laid herself down and went to sleep.  Presently in came the masters of the cottage, who were seven little dwarfs that lived among the mountains, and dug and searched about for gold.  They lighted up their seven lamps, and saw directly that all was not right.  The first said, “Who has been sitting on my stool?” The second, “Who has been eating off my plate?” The third, “Who has been picking at my bread?” the fourth, “Who has been meddling with my spoon?” The fifth, “Who has been handling my fork?” The sixth, “Who has been cutting with my knife?” The seventh, “Who has been drinking my wine?” Then the first looked round and said.  “Who has been lying on my bed?” And the rest came running to him, and every one cried out that somebody had been upon his bed.  But the seventh saw Snow-White, and called upon his brethren to come and see her; and they cried out with wonder and astonishment, and brought their lamps to look at her, and said, “Good heavens!  What a lovely child she is!” and they were delighted to see her, and took care not to waken her; and the seventh dwarf slept an hour with each of the other dwarfs in turn, till the night was gone.

[Illustration:  The magic mirror—­“Little snow-white”]