Full text: Tales and fairy stories

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ANDERSEN'S TALES, 
able to find me. If I still possessed my old eye 
which was broken off, I think 1 should fain weep; but 
I will not— because it is not genteel to cry.” 
One day a couple of boys in the street were pad- 
dling in the gutter, where they turned up old nails, 
pennies, and such things. It was dirty work, but they 
seemed to delight in it. | 
« Ta!” cried one of them, who was pricked by the 
darning-needle, here’s a fellow!” 
« I'm not a fellow, I’m a young lady,” said the 
darning-needle ; but nobody heard her. 
The wax had disappeared, and she had grown 
black, but as blackness makes things appear slimmer, 
she fancied she was genteeler than ever. 
« There comes an egg-shell sailing along,” said the 
boys, who now stuck the darning-needle through the 
egg-shell. 
“ White walls and a black dress are very becoming,” 
said the darning-needle, “only I can’t see myself! I 
hope I sha’n’t be sea-sick, for then I am afraid I should 
break.” 
But she was not sea-sick, and did not break. 
“Tt is a good preservative against sea-sickness to 
have a steel stomach, and to bear in mind that one 1s 
something more than a mere human being! My feel- 
ing of sea-sickness is now over. The genteeler one i, 
the more one can endure.” 
“Crash!” said the egg-shell, as a wagon rolled 
over it. 
Mercy ! what a weight!” said the darning-needle, 
“ T shall be sea-sick! 1 shall break!” 
But she did not break, though a heavy wagon went 
over her; she lay at full length in the road,—and there 
let her lie. 
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