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from "The Little Match Girl,"
by Hans Christian Andersen
Selection # 5

     But in the corner, at the cold hour of dawn, sat the poor girl, with 

rosy cheeks and with a smiling mouth, leaning against the wall -- 

frozen to death on the last evening of the old year. Stiff and stark sat

the child there with her matches, of which one bundle had been burnt.

"She wanted to warm herself," people said. No one had the slightest

suspicion of what beautiful things she had seen; no one even dreamed

of the splendor in which, with her grandmother she had entered on the

joys of a new year.