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Once upon a time, a queen who was 

both loving and kind sat sewing by the 

fire. As she sewed she looked up at 

the snow and she thought to herself, 

"If only I had a child with skin as 

white as snow, lips as red as blood, 

and hair as black as the wood in this 

window frame."

Well, the queen did have a child, and her lips 

were as red as blood, her skin as white as 

snow, and her hair as black as ebony wood, 

and she was named Snow White. Sadly, the 

queen died shortly afterward, and the king 

married another woman who was neither 

loving nor kind. All she wanted was to be the 

most beautiful person in all the land. Every day 

she would look into her magic mirror and say, 

"Mirror Mirror, on the wall, who in this land is 

fairest of all?"

Whenever the queen asked this, the mirror 

would respond, "You, my queen, are fairest of 

all." However, little Snow White grew older and 

more and more beautiful, and one day when 

the queen asked, "Mirror Mirror, on the wall, 

who in this land is fairest of all?" the mirror 

answered, "You, my queen, are fair, it is true, 

but Snow White is a thousand times fairer than 

you." "Snow White?" cried the queen. "The 

little girl? That will never do. Something will 

have to be done about her."

The queen summoned a huntsman with a 

quiver of arrows slung over his back and a bow 

hanging loosely from his hand. "You there!" 

she called to him, so the huntsman came. 

"Take Snow White into the woods," she told 

him, "and kill her. Without Snow White, I shall 

certainly be the fairest of them all!" And she 

let out a loud cackle, and it struck fear in the 

huntsman's heart, so he set off immediately to 

find the little girl.

The huntsman took Snow White out into 

the woods, but when he looked into her 

eyes and saw how beautiful and fair she 

was, he could not kill her. "Run away, you 

poor child," he told her sadly, for in the 

forest where lived the friendly animals 

and the tall trees whose leaves covered 

everything like a roof, no more harm cold 

come to Snow White.

Snow White heeded the huntsman's advice 

and fled to the depths of the forest. It was 

very late at night, and she was tired. As she 

scanned the now very dark forest for 

somewhere soft to sleep, she spotted a little 

house by a few trees. The lights were off, 

and no one was home. She decided that, 

because she wouldn't be disturbing anybody, 

she would stay in the house for the night.

Apparently, Snow White had been 

disturbing someone. No sooner had she 

fallen sound asleep in one of the many 

beds in the little house than seven sets of 

footsteps came marching to the door. The 

footsteps belonged to the seven dwarfs, 

who were finally coming home from a long 

day working in the mines. They were 

surprised to find a girl sleeping in one of 

their beds, so they immediately woke her 

to ask her what she was doing in their 

house.

Snow White lit a candle to see who had caused 

the disturbance. She saw the seven dwarfs and 

immediately said, "Oh, is this your house? Oh, 

I'm so sorry, I only meant to stay in it one 

night, because my stepmother is trying to kill 

me because she wants to be the most beautiful 

in all the land..." But they told her, "Hush. We 

have heard enough of your story. It's a sad 

one, and because we feel sorry for you we'll let 

you stay here." "Oh, will you?" cried Snow 

White, and she thanked them again and again.

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