Brick Fairy Tales: Cinderella, Rapunzel, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, Hansel and Gretel, and More (37 page)

At length he said, “I have eaten and am satisfied; now I am tired, carry me into thy little room and make thy little silken bed ready, and we will both lie down and go to sleep.”

The King’s daughter began to cry, for she was afraid of the cold frog which she did not like to touch, and which was now to sleep in her pretty, clean little bed.

But the King grew angry and said, “He who helped thee when thou wert in trouble ought not afterwards to be despised by thee.”

So she took hold of the frog with two fingers, carried him upstairs,

and put him in a corner.

But when she was in bed

he crept to her and said, “I am tired, I want to sleep as well as thou, lift me up or I will tell thy father.”

Then she was terribly angry, and took him up and threw him with all her might

against the wall.

“Now, thou wilt be quiet, odious frog,” said she.

But when he fell down he was no frog but a King’s son with beautiful kind eyes.

He by her father’s will was now her dear companion and husband.

Then he told her how he had been bewitched by a wicked witch, and how no one could have delivered him from the well but herself,

and that to-morrow they would go together into his kingdom.