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Olcott, Frances Jenkins, 1872-1963

"Good Stories for Holidays"

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Early in the morning came the woman, and
took the children out of their beds. Their bit of
bread was given to them, but it was still smaller
than the time before. On the way into the forest
Hansel crumbled his in his pocket, and often
threw a morsel on the ground until little by little,
he had thrown all the crumbs on the path.
The woman led the children still deeper into
the forest, where they had never in their lives been
before. Then a great fire was again made, and she
said:--
``Just sit there, you children, and when you
are tired you may sleep a little; we are going into
the forest to cut wood, and in the evening when we
are done, we will come and fetch you away.''
When it was noon, Grethel shared her piece of
bread with Hansel, who had scattered his by the
way. Then they fell asleep, and evening came and
went, but no one came to the poor children.
They did not awake until it was dark night, and
Hansel comforted his little sister, and said:--
``Just wait, Grethel, until the moon rises, and
then we shall see the crumbs of bread which I
have scattered about; they will show us our way
home again.''
When the moon came they set out, but they
found no crumbs, for the many thousands of birds
which fly about in the woods and fields had picked
them all up.
Hansel said to Grethel, ``We shall soon find the
way.


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