Certainly much of what men and women have said about their deeds through the ages has contained at least some element of deception, much of it intentional, much more self-deceptive.
The Cinder Maid Europe Joseph Jacobs Once upon a time, though it was not in my time or in your time, or in anybody else's time, there was a great king who had an only son, the prince and heir who was about to come of age.
So the king sent round a herald who should blow his trumpet at every four corners where two roads met. And when the people came together he would call out, "O yes, O yes, O yes, know ye that his grace the king will give on Monday sennight" -- that meant seven nights or a week after -- "a royal ball to which all maidens of noble birth are hereby summoned; and be it furthermore known unto you that at this ball his highness the prince will select unto himself a lady that shall be his bride and our future queen.
God save the king. So he married again, a lady with two daughters, and his new wife, instead of caring for his daughter, thought only of her own and favored them in every way.
She would give them beautiful dresses but none to her stepdaughter who had only to wear the castoff clothes of the other two. The noble's daughter was set to do all the drudgery of the house, to attend the kitchen fire, and had naught to sleep on but the heap of cinder raked out in the scullery; and that is why they called her Cinder Maid.
And no one took pity on her and she would go and weep at her mother's grave where she had planted a hazel tree, under which she sat.
You can imagine how excited they all were when they heard the king's proclamation called out by the herald. Why, look at her, she would only disgrace us all. Now when the night came for the royal ball Cinder Maid had to help the two sisters to dress in their fine dresses and saw them drive off in the carriage with her father and their mother.
But she went to her own mother's grave and sat beneath the hazel tree and wept and cried out: Tree o' mine, O tree o' me, With my tears I've watered thee; Make me a lady fair to see, Dress me as splendid as can be.
And with that the little bird on the tree called out to her: Cinder Maid, Cinder Maid, shake the tree, Open the first nut that you see. So Cinder Maid shook the tree and the first nut that fell she took up and opened, and what do you think she saw? And when she had dressed herself the hazel tree opened and from it came a coach all made of copper with four milk-white horses, with coachman and footmen all complete.
And as she drove away the little bird called out to her: Be home, be home ere mid-o'-night Or else again you'll be a fright. When Cinder Maid entered the ballroom she was the loveliest of all the ladies, and the prince, who had been dancing with her stepsisters, would only dance with her.
But as it came towards midnight Cinder Maid remembered what the little bird had told her and slipped away to her carriage. And when the prince missed her he went to the guards at the palace door and told them to follow the carriage.
But Cinder Maid when she saw this, called out: Mist behind and light before, Guide me to my father's door. And when the prince's soldiers tried to follow her there came such a mist that they couldn't see their hands before their faces.
So they couldn't find which way Cinder Maid went. When her father and stepmother and two sisters came home after the ball they could talk of nothing but the lovely lady: He is going to give a second ball in the hope that she will come again.
Perhaps she will not, and then we will have our chance. And Cinder Maid went again to the hazel tree over her mother's grave and cried: Tree o' mine, O tree o' me, Shiver and shake, dear little tree; Make me a lady fair to see, Dress me as splendid as can be.
And then the little bird on the tree called out: But this time she found a dress all golden brown like the earth embroidered with flowers, and her shoon were made of silver; and when the carriage came from the tree, lo and behold, that was made of silver too, drawn by black horses with trappings all of silver, and the lace on the coachman's and footmen's liveries was also of silver; and when Cinder Maid went to the ball the prince would dance with none but her; and when midnight cam round she fled as before.
But the prince, hoping to prevent her running away, had ordered the soldiers at the foot of the staircase to pour out honey on the stairs so that her shoes would stick in it. But Cinder Maid leaped from stair to stair and got away just in time, calling out as the soldiers tried to follow her: And when her sisters got home they told her once more of the beautiful lady that had come in a silver coach and silver shoon and in a dress all embroidered with flowers: Once again the prince gave a great ball in the hope that his unknown be3auty would come to it.
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