The Story of Cindrella.

Hawke's Bay Weekly Times, Volume 2, Issue 56, 27 January 1868, Page 21

The Story of Cindrella.

was once a poor girl named Cinderella, who was most cruelly treated hy her , , stepmother. Instead of being allowed to lie till 11 o’clock in the morning, and to read .French novels, like her more fortunate sisters, she was forced to make her own dresses, and compelled to arrange her own back-hair. She was never allowed the use of a rouge pot, and was sent to churfch S . a^s> not to improve her taste in bonnets but'simply to listen to the prosy sermons of the clergyman! 3k feet never was there such a case of maternal tyranny,. She was actually once asked to t aod because she refused to comply with the barbarous request, she was deprived of her „ Sunday Zoo” for more than a fortnight. Now it must not. be thought from what we have written that Cinderella went to the “Zoo” om Sundays to look at the beasts;, on the contrary, she was a very good girl indeed, and knew nearlv half the- fourth commandment by heaTt (she had ’iearnt it in German); and consetinently only visited the Gardens for the purpose of examining the dresses of her acquaintainceS and talking, scandal. Now it happened one evening that she was staying at home mone. t Her cruel stepmother had gone out with the rest of the family, leaving poor Cinderella to make some clothes for a number of wretched beggars who lived in an infirmary hard by. This indignity so wounded the dear child’s amour /wpr*, that she burst into tears .and wept bit- “ What are you crying for, my darling?” asked a soft voice by her side. - ' - Cinderella raised her eyes and saw standing before her her fairy godmother. Now, although the lady in question was not quite a person to be civil to (the feiry’s husband had once been something in tallow), poor Cinderella-felt in such low spirits that, she at once poured, out all the sorrows, of her heart. : , “ Bohoo-she cried, “1 am so miserable. Here I. have been left to make up some clothes for some .disagreeable mendicants. [Cinderella use of fine words not only before company, hut at all times/],. They .are not for a fancy fair where I might flirt, but are gqing to. a lot' of ugly old people. Its cruel—-why, they won’t even put my m in tbe-Times as having made them/ Bohoo! Bohoo! Why was-l ever horn?” “My. dear child,” said-the fairy “your sentiments do you. honor, and to prove how mudh I hold your noble. character, in esteem.-I will do yon a- service. Yourmother and sisters have gone to a hall: at the Palace./You shalLfollow them in : a most magnific?^,costome,”—Cinderella clapped her hands and junipedfor on one condition. Yon wfflineet at the' hall a prince whom you mast marry, within three weeks of the present date. On the: day of your wedding your must pay ike £2ooo.’’s •. ■. .. . . ... ..“You mean 1000 ”, observed Cinderella, with a smile.. ' "Don’t let us quarrel about details/ my dear ” replied/her godmother j “let ns say £1500,. and have done with it.” : - - “Par too much; but I have no heart to-night for bargaining. . t You.have a hill stamp?” and within five ininufes the matter was settled.; ■’? - The some liquid over the head of her goddaughter, and Cinderella’s raven tresses changed to a fiery carrot color; She waved her wand, and the-ghost of. a necdle-woinaii appearedcarrying a and /a, fat ..Jewess started from the gronnd and dauhedr.Cinderella’s fece with enamel/Indian. ink, and-ronge. andthe ynrmg girl . wasasbeautifulaspaintconldmakeher. ; the feiry : critically,. tduchikg' / Cinderella '. with her wand' • “jfliere, that will doV Now, my dear, you are ready'to; start. Here, wait one moment. If : you stay after ;3£ o’clock has struck, yourhair will beebrnb yonr ronffl.will lose iteycolqp,y v;v/vy;*? yon have xnentiohed./wonid . scarcdytKhe-; noticed in a modern ball-roomy* 're-' yok'/sajr; / t 'S-\ , Ai. *' y' ' * / quaariilestwith the -ls;'•^jwitt^fcwe/shoi&d^ 'fhave;/to

it.its ownpunish; m ??V vx^*^^®^^S»Bs^‘ ail cing the hour of mito .?“ F> >a!g)»a2sg^sry , s prophecy was accomplished;? yßiwßrella: rushed away]; leaving her chignon belund her. -vShe.regained.her home, and fell on her knees in an agony of sorrow. “ O why did I; leave the white-haired prince with his* gout mid his thousands for the hoy with his youth and his,poverty?” she cried.. “The prince had not five years of life iu him, but his money bags would have remained for ever.” ■ . ; j Scarcely had, she uttered these words ere, the feiry appeared, leading by the hand the aged aristocrat. . - :,i ? ■ Prince, said the supernatural godmother, you are in search,of the.maiden who dropped the golden-haired chignon at your hall. Behold her! “ Why, she has black tresses,” mumbled out the prince, leering at Cinderella through ,his double eye-glasses- “ Always in the morning,” said the fairy in explanation. . Our story is over. All ended happily, Cinderella became a princess within amoiith, and a widow within a twelvemonth. For what happier fete could she possibly have wished ?