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CINDERELLA.
Come, pick up the seeds All the birds in the sky, For I cannot do it In time, if I try."
Then the birds all came as before, and in less than an hour every seed was picked out and laid in the shovel. As soon as they had flown away Cinderella carried the shovels full of seed to her step-mother, quite expecting now to go to the ball with her step-sisters. But she said again, "It is of no use to fret, Cinder­ella, you have no dress, you cannot dance, and were you to go it would be a disgrace to us all."
, Then she turned her back on the poor girl and hastened away with her two proud daughters to the ball. There was no one at home now but Cinderella, so she went out to her mother's grave and stood under the hazel tree and cried—
" Shake and shiver, little'tree, With gold and silver cover me."
Then the bird in the tree threw down a beautiful silk dress em­broidered with gold and silver, and a new pair of glittering golden slippers. In great haste she dressed herself in these beautiful clothes and went to the ball. When she entered the ball-room, looking so beautiful in her rich dress and slippers, her step-mother and sisters did not know her, indeed they took her for a foreign princess. The idea that it could be Cinderella never entered their heads ; they supposed she was safe at home picking linseed from the ashes.
The king's son took a great deal of notice of this unknown lady and danced with her several times, till at last he would dance with no other, always saying, " This is my partner." So she danced all the evening till it was time to go home, and the prince said he would accompany her, for he wanted to discover where she lived. But she avoided him, and with one bound sprang into the pigeon-house. The prince was quite astonished, but waited till nearly all the company had left, and then told his father that the strange lady was in the pigeon-house.
" Could it be Cinderella ?" thought the step-mother, who would not leave till the last; " I must find out." So she advised the prince to send for workmen to pull down the pigeon-house, this