single page item is a reproduction of the first page of the
classic story, Cinderella. It makes for a terrific piece to
frame and decorate a study or bedroom!
page is standard 8.5" x 11" in size and has been
hand antiqued via our own unique paper aging process to achieve
a look you wont find anywhere else.
actual page contains the following text (though please note
that the formatting and font will be different as viewed on
this page see photo for exact formatting and look!):
Jacob Grimm and Wilhelm Grimm
wife of a rich man fell sick: and when she felt that her end
drew nigh, she called her only daughter to her bedside, and
said, Always be a good girl, and I will look down from
heaven and watch over you. Soon afterwards she shut
her eyes and died, and was buried in the garden; and the little
girl went every day to her grave and wept, and was always
good and kind to all about her. And the snow spread a beautiful
white covering over the grave; but by the time the sun had
melted it away again, her father had married another wife.
This new wife had two daughters of her own: they were fair
in face but foul at heart, and it was now a sorry time for
the poor little girl. What does the good-for-nothing
thing want in the parlor? said they; and they took away
her fine clothes, and gave her an old frock to put on, and
laughed at her and turned her into the kitchen.
she was forced to do hard work; to rise early, before daylight,
to bring the water, to make the fire, to cook and to wash.
She had no bed to lie down on, but was made to lie by the
hearth among the ashes, and they called her Cinderella.
happened once that her father was going to the fair, and asked
his wifes daughters what he should bring to them. Fine
clothes, said the first. Pearls and diamonds,
said the second. Now, child, said he to his own
daughter, what will you have? The first
sprig, dear father, that rubs against your hat on your way
home, said she. Then he bought for the two first the
fine clothes and pearls and diamonds they had asked for: and
on his way home, as he rode through a green copse, a sprig
of hazel brushed against him, so he broke it off and when
he got home he gave it to his daughter. Then she took it,
and went to her mothers grave and planted it there,
and cried so much that it was watered with her tears; and
there it grew and became a fine tree, and soon a little bird
came and built its nest upon the tree, and talked
antiqued paper is delicately laced with a subtle hint of gold
in the creases creating an almost magical look. (Although
its difficult to catch with a camera, you can see in
the image below how the shimmering is caught in the light)
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