Snowdrop and Seven Little Dwarfs
Edited by Watty Piper
Once upon a time there was a little princess called Snowdrop,
who had a cruel step-mother who was jealous of her. The Queen had a
magic mirror, which could speak to her, and when she looked into it
and asked who was the fairest lady in the land the mirror told her
she was, for she was very beautiful; but as Snowdrop grew up she
became still more lovely than her step-mother and the mirror did
not fail to tell the Queen this.
So she ordered one of her huntsmen to take Snowdrop away and
kill her; but he was too tender-hearted to do this and left the
maiden in the wood and went home again. Snowdrop wandered about
until she came to the house of seven little dwarfs, and they were
so kind as to take her in and let her live with them. She used to
make their seven little beds, and prepare the meals for the seven
little men, and they were all quite happy until the Queen found out
from her mirror that Snowdrop was alive still, for, as it always
told the truth, it still told her Snowdrop was the fairest lady in
She decided that Snowdrop must die, so she dyed her face and
dressed up like an old pedlar, and in this disguise she went to the
home of the seven Dwarfs and called out, "Laces for sale."
Snowdrop peeped out of the window and said, "Good-day, mother;
what have you to sell?"
"Good laces, fine laces, laces of every color," and she held out
one that was made of gay silk.
Snowdrop opened the door and bought the pretty lace.
"Child," said the old woman, "you are a sight, let me lace you
properly for once."
Snowdrop placed herself before the old woman, who laced her so
quickly and so tightly that she took away Snowdrop's breath and she
fell down as though dead.
Not long after the seven dwarfs came home they found that she
was laced too tight and cut the lace, whereupon Snowdrop began to
breathe and soon came back to life again.
When the Queen got home and found by asking her mirror that
Snowdrop was still alive, she planned to make an end of her for
good, so she made a poisoned comb and disguised herself to look
like a different old woman.
She journeyed to the dwarfs' home and induced Snowdrop to let
her comb her hair. The minute she put the poisoned comb in her hair
Snowdrop fell down as though dead.
When the seven dwarfs came home they found their poor Snowdrop
on the floor, and suspecting the bad Queen began to look for the
cause, soon finding the comb. No sooner had they removed it than
Snowdrop came to life again.
Upon the Queen's return home she found by asking her mirror that
Snowdrop still lived, so she disguised herself a third time and
came to the dwarfs' little house and gave Snowdrop a poisoned
apple. As soon as the little princess took a bite it stuck in her
throat and choked her.
Oh! how grieved were the good little dwarfs. They made a fine
glass coffin, and put Snowdrop into it and were carrying her away
to bury her when they met a prince, who fell in love with the
little dead maiden, and begged the dwarfs to give her to him.
The dwarfs were so sorry for him they consented, and the
prince's servants were about to carry the coffin away when they
stumbled and fell over the root of a tree. Snowdrop received such a
violent jerk that the poisonous apple was jerked right out of her
throat and she sat up alive and well again.
Of course she married the prince, and she, her husband
and the good little dwarfs lived happily ever after, but the cruel
step-mother came to a bad end, and no one was even sorry for