STORY

The Queen Mother was of the race of the ogres, and the king would never have married her had it not been for her vast riches; it was even whispered about the court that she had ogreish inclinations, and that, whenever she saw little children passing by, she had all the difficulty in the world to avoid falling upon them and eating them up. Soon after the king went to make war with the Emperor Contalabutte, his neighbour, she went into the kitchen and said to her clerk: “I have a mind to eat little Morning for my dinner tomorrow.” “Ah! madam!” “I will have it so!” – This she spoke in the tone of an ogress who had a strong desire to eat fresh meat: “And I will eat her with cranberry sauce!” ——- This little known sequel to The Sleeping Beauty is clearly a Rather Scary Story, but it’s a fairy story, so the good survive and the bad meet their fate. The Sleeping Beauty has married her handsome prince and now he has become king. She should be living happily ever after with h

There was once a mother duck.  This mother duck had no children yet for none of her eggs had hatched. She waited patiently day and night for her babies to hatch.  One day, as she was sitting on her nest of eggs the mother duck felt something move beneath her. CRACK!!  CRACK!!  CRACK!!  CRACK!! Filled with happiness, the mother duck watched as, one by one, her eggs hatched.  She was so excited to lead her children to the pond and teach them all the ways of being a duck.  Unfortunately for the mother duck, one egg was left to hatch.  This egg was larger than the rest.  This egg was browner than the rest.  Her little ducks impatiently waited for two more days and nights. “I want to go to the pond, Mother,” one baby duck quacked. “Let’s go!  Let’s go!” two more quacked excitedly. But the mother duck made them all wait, for she promised herself that she would love all her children the same. At the crack of dawn on the third day of waiting, the large brown egg began to vibra

ONCE there was a gentleman who married, for his second wife, the proudest and most haughty woman that was ever seen. She had been married before, and already had two daughters who were exactly like her in all things. He had likewise, by his first wife, a young daughter, but of unequalled goodness and sweetness of temper, which she took from her mother, who was the best creature in the world. This sweet little girl missed her mother, who had died, terribly much Cinderella and the Prince No sooner was the wedding ceremony over, than the new wife began to show herself in her true colours. She could not bear the goodness of the gentleman’s pretty girl, and especially as she made her own daughters appear the more horrid. She made her do the meanest jobs in the house. The girl scoured the dishes and tables, and scrubbed the stepmother’s bathroom, and those of her daughters. She slept in a little attic, upon a wretched straw bed, while her sisters lay upon beds with the softest pillows,