The little maid stretched out both her arms, for she was a dancer, and then she lifted one of her le...
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And now the clock struck twelve, and crack! up flew the lid of the snuff-box; there was no snu ff i...
"Look!" cried one, "there's a tin soldier; let's give him a sail!" So they made a boat out of a new...
But the stream grew stronger and stronger. The tin soldier could already see the bright daylight in...
At last, however, it became still, and what looked like a flash of lightning seemed to dart through ...
His bright colors had all faded, but whether in consequence of his journey or of his heartache nobod...
The Flying TrunkATXul0 cf0 There was once a merchant who was so rich that he could have paved the ...
He hid the trunk in a wood beneath some dried leaves and then went into the town; there was nothing ...
"But," she added, "you must come on Saturday when the King and Queen are here to tea; they wi ll be...
The matches now lay upon the shelf between a tinder box and an old iron pot, and to these they told ...
Last year there was an old pot with us who was so terrified by this talk that it fell down and dashe...
"So the pot continued its story, and the end was as good as the beginning. "The plates rattled for ...
"'All I know is that I am very angry!' said the market-basket; 'nobody can imagine how angry I am! ...
The evening before the whole city was illuminated; buns and cakes were scattered broad-cast, and the...
A spark from the fireworks had remained within, the trunk had caught fire, and was now nothing but a...