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candles were on the tree. It was full of pretty things.
Gretchen put up her little hands. The light went out.
The lights on the Christmas tree went up, up--until she saw they were the stars.
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grandma never before dying going been
Then she saw a star fall.
"Some one is dying," said little Gretchen.
Her grandma had been very good to the little girl. But she was dead.
The grandma had said, "When a star falls some one is going to God."
The little girl lighted another match. It made a big light.
Gretchen thought she saw her grandma. She never looked so pretty before. She looked so sweet and happy.
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take goes
"O grandma," said the little girl, "take me. When the light goes out you will go away. The stove and the turkey and the Christmas tree all went away."
Then Gretchen lighted a bunch of matches. She wanted to keep her grandma with her. The matches made it very light.
The grandma took the little girl in her arms. They went up, up--where they would never be cold or hungry.
They were with God.
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found next burned dead froze death
The next day came.
Some men found a little girl in the street. She was dead.
In her hand were the burned matches.
They said, "Poor little thing, she froze to death."
They did not know how happy she was in heaven.

LITTLE RED RIDING-HOOD.
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When May was six years old, her grandma made her a red coat with a hood. She looked so pretty in it that the children all called her "Red Riding-Hood."
One day her mama said, "I want you to take this cake and some butter to grandma."
Red Riding-Hood was very glad to go. She always had a good time at grandma's.
[Illustration: LITTLE RED RIDING-HOOD AND HER MOTHER]
She put the things into her little basket and ran off.
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wolf mill shall going first wood
When Red Riding-Hood came to the wood, she met a big wolf.
[Illustration: SHE MEETS THE WOLF.]
"Where are you going?" said the wolf.
Red Riding-Hood said, "I am going to see my grandma. Mama has made her a cake and some butter."
"Does she live far?" said the wolf.
"Yes," said Red Riding-Hood, "in the white house by the mill."
"I will go too, and we shall see who will get there first," said the wolf.
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short flowers soft stopped tapped pull pick voice string
The wolf ran off and took a short way, but Red Riding-Hood stopped to pick some flowers.
When the wolf got to the house, he tapped on the door.
The grandma said, "Who is there?" The wolf made his voice as soft as he could. He said, "It is little Red Riding-Hood, grandma."
Then the old lady said, "Pull the string and the door will open."
The wolf pulled the string and the door opened.
He ran in and ate the poor old lady.
Then he jumped into her bed and put on her cap.
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tapped thank dear
arms hug called
When Red Riding-Hood tapped on the door, the wolf called out, "Who is there?" Red Riding-Hood said, "It is your little Red Riding-Hood, grandma."
Then the wolf said, "Pull the string and the door will open."
When she went in, she said, "Look, grandma, see the cake and butter mama has sent you."
"Thank you, dear, put them on the table and come here."
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better hear eyes ears how teeth ate cruel poor
When Red Riding-Hood went near the bed, she said, "Oh, grandma, how big your arms are!"
"The better to hug you, my dear."
"How big your ears are, grandma."
"The better to hear you, my dear."
"How big your eyes are, grandma."
"The better to see you, my dear."
"How big your teeth are, grandma!"
"The better to eat you."
Then the cruel wolf jumped up and ate poor little Red Riding-Hood.
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just hunter scream killed heard open
Just then a hunter came by. He heard Red Riding-Hood scream. The hunter ran into the house and killed the old wolf.
[Illustration: THE GRANDMOTHER, THE HUNTER AND LITTLE RED RIDING- HOOD.]
When he cut the wolf open, out jumped Little Red Riding-Hood and her grandma.

THE APPLES OF IDUN.
once hills field journey rocks cattle walked pieces three
Once upon a time three of the gods went on a journey.
One was Thor and one was Loki. Loki was ugly and mean.
The gods liked to walk over the hills and rocks. They could go very fast for they were so big.
The gods walked on and on.
At last they got very hungry. Then they came to a field with cattle.
[Illustration: LOKI AND ANOTHER GOD TAKE A WALK.]
Thor killed a big ox and put the pieces into a pot.
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