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1The wife of a rich man fell sick; and when she felt that her end drew nigh, she called her only daughter to her
2bed-side, and said, 'Always be a good girl, and I will look down from heaven and watch over you.' Soon afterwards she
3shut her eyes and died, and was buried in the garden; and the little girl went every day to her grave and wept, and was
4always good and kind to all about her. And the snow fell and spread a beautiful white covering over the grave; but by
5the time the spring came, and the sun had melted it away again, her father had married another wife. This new wife had
6two daughters of her own, that she brought home with her; they were fair in face but foul at heart, and it was now a
7sorry time for the poor little girl. 'What does the good-for-nothing want in the parlour?' said they; 'they who would
8eat bread should first earn it; away with the kitchen-maid!' Then they took away her fine clothes, and gave her an old
9grey frock to put on, and laughed at her, and turned her into the kitchen. There she was forced to do hard work; to rise
10early before daylight, to bring the water, to make the fire, to cook and to wash. Besides that, the sisters plagued her
11in all sorts of ways, and laughed at her. In the evening when she was tired, she had no bed to lie down on, but was made
12to lie by the hearth among the ashes; and as this, of course, made her always dusty and dirty, they called her
13Ashputtel. It happened once that the father was going to the fair, and asked his wife's daughters what he should bring
14them. 'Fine clothes,' said the first; 'Pearls and diamonds,' cried the second. 'Now, child,' said he to his own
15daughter, 'what will you have?' 'The first twig, dear father, that brushes against your hat when you turn your face to
16come homewards,' said she. Then he bought for the first two the fine clothes and pearls and diamonds they had asked for:
17and on his way home, as he rode through a green copse, a hazel twig brushed against him, and almost pushed off his hat:
18so he broke it off and brought it away; and when he got home he gave it to his daughter. Then she took it, and went to
19her mother's grave and planted it there; and cried so much that it was watered with her tears; and there it grew and
20became a fine tree. Three times every day she went to it and cried; and soon a little bird came and built its nest upon
21the tree, and talked with her, and watched over her, and brought her whatever she wished for. Now it happened that the
22king of that land held a feast, which was to last three days; and out of those who came to it his son was to choose a
23bride for himself. Ashputtel's two sisters were asked to come; so they called her up, and said, 'Now, comb our hair,
24brush our shoes, and tie our sashes for us, for we are going to dance at the king's feast.' Then she did as she was
25told; but when all was done she could not help crying, for she thought to herself, she should so have liked to have gone
26with them to the ball; and at last she begged her mother very hard to let her go. 'You, Ashputtel!' said she; 'you who
27have nothing to wear, no clothes at all, and who cannot even dance--you want to go to the ball? And when she kept on
28begging, she said at last, to get rid of her, 'I will throw this dishful of peas into the ash-heap, and if in two hours'
29time you have picked them all out, you shall go to the feast too.' Then she threw the peas down among the ashes, but the
30little maiden ran out at the back door into the garden, and cried out: 'Hither, hither, through the sky, Turtle-doves
31and linnets, fly! Blackbird, thrush, and chaffinch gay, Hither, hither, haste away! One and all come help me, quick!
32Haste ye, haste ye!--pick, pick, pick!' Then first came two white doves, flying in at the kitchen window; next came two
33turtle-doves; and after them came all the little birds under heaven, chirping and fluttering in: and they flew down into
34the ashes. And the little doves stooped their heads down and set to work, pick, pick, pick; and then the others began to
35pick, pick, pick: and among them all they soon picked out all the good grain, and put it into a dish but left the ashes.
36Long before the end of the hour the work was quite done, and all flew out again at the windows. Then Ashputtel brought
37the dish to her mother, overjoyed at the thought that now she should go to the ball. But the mother said, 'No, no! you
38slut, you have no clothes, and cannot dance; you shall not go.' And when Ashputtel begged very hard to go, she said, 'If
39you can in one hour's time pick two of those dishes of peas out of the ashes, you shall go too.' And thus she thought
40she should at least get rid of her. So she shook two dishes of peas into the ashes. But the little maiden went out into
41the garden at the back of the house, and cried out as before: 'Hither, hither, through the sky, Turtle-doves and
42linnets, fly! Blackbird, thrush, and chaffinch gay, Hither, hither, haste away! One and all come help me, quick! Haste
43ye, haste ye!--pick, pick, pick!' Then first came two white doves in at the kitchen window; next came two turtle-doves;
44and after them came all the little birds under heaven, chirping and hopping about. And they flew down into the ashes;
45and the little doves put their heads down and set to work, pick, pick, pick; and then the others began pick, pick, pick;
46and they put all the good grain into the dishes, and left all the ashes. Before half an hour's time all was done, and
47out they flew again. And then Ashputtel took the dishes to her mother, rejoicing to think that she should now go to the
48ball. But her mother said, 'It is all of no use, you cannot go; you have no clothes, and cannot dance, and you would
49only put us to shame': and off she went with her two daughters to the ball. Now when all were gone, and nobody left at
50home, Ashputtel went sorrowfully and sat down under the hazel-tree, and cried out: 'Shake, shake, hazel-tree, Gold and
51silver over me!' Then her friend the bird flew out of the tree, and brought a gold and silver dress for her, and
52slippers of spangled silk; and she put them on, and followed her sisters to the feast. But they did not know her, and
53thought it must be some strange princess, she looked so fine and beautiful in her rich clothes; and they never once
54thought of Ashputtel, taking it for granted that she was safe at home in the dirt. The king's son soon came up to her,
55and took her by the hand and danced with her, and no one else: and he never left her hand; but when anyone else came to
56ask her to dance, he said, 'This lady is dancing with me.' Thus they danced till a late hour of the night; and then she
57wanted to go home: and the king's son said, 'I shall go and take care of you to your home'; for he wanted to see where
58the beautiful maiden lived. But she slipped away from him, unawares, and ran off towards home; and as the prince
59followed her, she jumped up into the pigeon-house and shut the door. Then he waited till her father came home, and told
60him that the unknown maiden, who had been at the feast, had hid herself in the pigeon-house. But when they had broken
61open the door they found no one within; and as they came back into the house, Ashputtel was lying, as she always did, in
62her dirty frock by the ashes, and her dim little lamp was burning in the chimney. For she had run as quickly as she
63could through the pigeon-house and on to the hazel-tree, and had there taken off her beautiful clothes, and put them
64beneath the tree, that the bird might carry them away, and had lain down again amid the ashes in her little grey frock.
65The next day when the feast was again held, and her father, mother, and sisters were gone, Ashputtel went to the
66hazel-tree, and said:
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