From the story “The Dancing Shoes.”
Once Upon a Time.
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
Cinderella did not see what on earth a pumpkin could have to do with her going to the ball, but she ran quickly, chose the biggest and finest pumpkin on the vines, and carried it to her godmother.
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From the story “CINDERELLA OR THE LITTLE GLASS SLIPPER.”
Once Upon a Time.
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
“Your daughter will prick her hand with the spindle and fall to the floor, but instead of dying she will sink into a deep sleep which will last a hundred years. From that sleep, when her dream is over, a king’s son shall waken her.”
From the story “BRIAR ROSE OR THE SLEEPING BEAUTY.”
Once Upon a Time.
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
Once upon a time there was an old King who had only one daughter. He was very anxious that his daughter should marry, but while she was more beautiful than words can tell, she was so proud and rude that no man who came to woo her was good enough for her. She sent away one after another and even made fun of them to their faces.
From the story “KING HAWKSBEAK.”
Once Upon a Time.
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
Dear Father.
“Since you are so kind as to think of me, dear father,” answered Beauty, “I should like to have you bring me a rose, for we have none in our garden.”
It was not that Beauty cared so much for a rose, but she did not want it to look as if she were trying to be better than her sisters, who would have said she refused only to be praised.
From the story “Beauty and The Beast”
ONCE UPON A TIME
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
“TOM THUMB & THE FAIRY TAILORS”
One summer morning when the wee baby was only a few days old, the queen of the fairies flew in at the window of the room where he lay. She touched his cheek lightly with a butterfly kiss and gave him the name of Tom Thumb. She then ordered her fairy tailors to make for Tom a wonderful suit, his hat of an oak leaf, his shirt of a spider’s web, his jacket of thistledown, his trousers of apple-rind, and his shoes of the skin of a mouse, nicely tanned, with the hair inside.
ONCE UPON A TIME.
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
. . . Tom Thumb’s mother took him with her when she went to milk the cow. It was a very windy evening and she tied the little fellow with a needleful of thread to a thistle, that he might not be blown away. Tom had a fine time, swinging and singing and talking with the bees and butterflies. But by the by a big red cow came along and, taking a fancy to his oak-leaf hat, picked him and the thistle up at one mouthful. When the cow began to chew the thistle, Tom was dreadfully frightened at her great teeth, and called out: “Mother! Mother!”
“Where are you, my dear boy?” cried his mother in alarm.
“Here, mother, here in the red cow’s mouth.”
Once Upon A Time.
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrations by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
THE PRINCESS AND THE RAGGED BALLAD-SINGER
When the old King saw that his daughter only made fun of all her fine suitors, he was very angry. “By my beard,” he swore, “the first beggar who comes to the door shall be her husband!”
Only a few days later a strolling ballad-singer took his stand under one of the castle windows and sang his best in hope of alms. When the King heard him, he said: “Let the fellow come up here.” So the beggar was brought in, ragged, stooping, with wild hair, and whiskers that almost hid his face. He sang to the King and the Princess all the ballads he knew and then held out his torn hat for coppers, or perhaps a bit of silver.
The King said: “Your song has pleased me so much that I will give you instead of money this daughter of mine for your wife.”
The Princess cried out in disgust and dismay. But the King said: “I have sworn by my beard that you, too proud for royal suitors, should marry the first beggar who came to the door. That oath cannot be broken.”
This king could be very stern when he chose, and the tears of his daughter did not move him. The court chaplain was called in and the Princess and the beggar were married then and there.
And then, although his daughter clung to his knees, the King shook her off. “Now you are a beggar-woman, and beggar-women do not live in palaces. Go hence with your husband.”
Illustration from From The Story “King Hawksbeak”
Once Upon a Time.
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
FURBALL
“. . . I shall want, besides, a coat made of a thousand different kinds of fur. Every animal in the kingdom must give a part of his skin to make that coat.”
ONCE UPON A TIME – A BOOK OF OLD-TIME FAIRY TALES.
From the Story “Furball.”
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
“TOADS AND DIAMONDS”
“Oh, sir,” replied the girl, “my mother has turned me out of doors.”
The Prince was amazed when he saw five pearls and diamonds fall shining from her mouth. “What does this mean?” he cried. “Tell me all that has happened.”
So with all manner of flowers and jewels slipping from her lips as she talked, she told him the whole story, and he fell in love with her while she was telling it.
ONCE UPON A TIME – A BOOK OF OLD-TIME FAIRY TALES.
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
At the birth of her first child the Queen was overjoyed. She had quite forgotten the queer little man, when one day he slipped into her chamber and said: “Where is the child you promised me?”
Then she was in sore distress. In vain she offered him all the treasures of the kingdom. But as the queer little man tucked the royal baby snugly under his arm, she gave such a cry that his odd little heart, like a dry currant, softened and he said: “I will give you three days to guess my name. If you can do it, you may keep the child.” And he dropped the baby with a bump back into the cradle.
From the Story: RUMPEL-STILT-SKIN, OR TOM TIT TOT.
ONCE UPON A TIME – A BOOK OF OLD-TIME FAIRY TALES.
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
“I would rather die myself, dear Beauty,” replied the Beast, “than to make you unhappy. You may go to your father, and your poor Beast shall die of grief.”