New-Year’s Wishes.
Prattles For Our Boys and Girls.
Hurst & Co.: New York. 1912.
“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.
“She plucked with her own soft hands the ugly stinging-nettles.”
“Do you see these stinging-nettles which I have in my hand? There are many of the same kind growing round the cave where you are sleeping; only those that grow there or on the graves in the churchyard are of use – remember that! You must pluck them, although they will sting your hands; you must trample on the nettles with your feet, and get yarn from them; and with this yarn you must weave eleven shirts with long sleeves.”
“If these are thrown over the eleven wild swans, the spell will be broken. But mark this: from the moment that you begin your work till it is ended, even should it take you years, you must not speak a word. The first word that escapes your lips will fall like a dagger into the hearts of your brothers. Their lives hang on your tongue. Mark well all this!”
As the fairy took her leave, she touched Elise’s hands with a nettle. This made them burn like fire, and caused her to wake. . .
From the story “The Wild Swans.”
Hans Andersen’s Fairy Tales.
Written by William Woodburn.
Illustrated by Gordon Robinson.
W. & R. Chambers, Limited: London & Edinburgh. 1917.
PUFFY
About a pretty dog I have to tell, –
A Maltese dog, so curly, white, and fluffy;
His nose was pinker than a pink sea-shell,
His eyes were also pink, – his name was PUFFY.
When he was six weeks old, quite small and scared,
He came unto the house of his new Missis:
His teeth were sharp, he bit so hard,
She cried, “Oh what a charming doggie this is!”
When Puffy slept he rolled himself up tight,
And looked just like a little worsted bundle;
He used a large round stool to roll and bite,
Which on the floor his Missis used to trundle.
The Three Bears’ Picture Book.
Illustrated by Walter Crane.
George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.
The Swoon
. . . the spindle immediately ran into her hand, and she directly fell down upon the ground in a swoon. Thereupon the old woman cried out for help, and people came in from every quarter in great numbers: some threw water upon the princess’s face, unlaced her, struck her on the palm of her hands, and rubbed her temples with Hungary water; but all they could do did not bring her to herself.
From the story “The Sleeping Beauty”
MOTHER FAIRY-TALES
Henry Altemus Company: Philadelphia. 1908.
“LULLABY”
WIDE awake! wide awake!
Baby’s so wide awake,
What can I bring that will lull her to rest?
Poppies from Flowerland,
Raindrops from Showerland,
Silent slow shadows that creep up the west.
Laughings and cooings – oh, what roguish doings!
Why, this is sleepy-time, Baby, you know.
What can I bring to her,
What can I sing to her,
So that my baby to Dreamland may go?
Lullaby, lullaby, sing a song dull, oh, bye,
Bye, little Baby, now shut up your eyes!
Moon shadowed now’s the land,
Dreams come from Drowsyland,
Droop, dreamy eyelids, and lie sleepy wise.
Mary Had a Little Lamb
Henry Altemus Company: Philadelphia. 1906.
“THE BUMBLE DRAGON”
All at once he came to an open place with huge rocks in it, and right in the middle lay an enormous Dragon.
He was sound asleep and snoring in a low rumble, every now and then coming to a very loud snort, and mumbling afterward.
Billy took a good long look at him. His body looked like a gigantic lizard with a long snake’s tail. His large webbed feet had claws like an eagle. But his head! Oh! What a funny head he had. It looked like a cow’s head, only there were scales on it, and a lion’s mane, and dog’s ears. Billy was just beginning to wonder why he was called a Bumble Dragon when he saw the great transparent wings of a Bumble Bee folded over his back.
From the Story “THE BUMBLE DRAGON”
Billy Popgun
Written and Illustrated by Milo Winter.
Houghton Mifflin Company: Boston & New York. 1912.
The three bears stared for some time out of the window from whence Goldilocks took her flight; and though at first they were quite angry with the little girl and ready to eat her up, they soon got over these bad feelings, remembering that it is wise to
BEAR AND FORBEAR.
And if you’ll believe me, that little bear, who had made the biggest fuss, was just as proud as he could be to think that such a pretty girl had eaten his porridge – sat in his chair – and slept in his bed! Why, he actually hugged himself with delight! But as this feeling might not last long, I should advise you not to pry into other people’s affairs; and if you go in the woods keep away from the house of THE THREE BEARS!