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the little match Froze, it was snowing, the street was becoming darker and darker It was just at evening of the New Year In this cold and in the streets the way a poor little girl bareheaded and barefoot was She, however, left the house in shoes, but where they were good! Huge-enormous! Last wore the girl’s mother, and they flew at little feet when she ran across the street, fearing the two raced past the carriages of One of the shoes she was never found, the other picked up a boy and ran away with her, saying that she’d be the perfect cradle for his children, when it will have And so the girl walked on barefoot; nozoki her quite flushed and turned blue from the cold In an old apron she lay several bundles of sulphur matches. one bundle she held in her hand For the whole day no one bought her matches; she was rescued by a penny is Hungry, ssabsa, she walked farther and farther… it was a Pity to look at the poor thing! flakes were falling on her , curly, blond hair, but she did not about the beauty In all the Windows shone the lights, the streets smelled of roasted geese; today, after all, was New year’s eve — that’s about it, she thought , she down in the corner, over the brow of a house, shrank and tucked under his legs, for at least a little warm But no, it was even colder, and to go back home, she did not dare: it is, after all, didn’t sell any matches, wasn’t worth a dime — dad’s gonna kill her! Yes, and not warmer than at home! Only that the roof over his , and the wind and walks around the housing, despite the fact that all the cracks and holes thoroughly plugged with straw and rags her little Hands quite numb Ah! one little match might warm her up! If only she dare to take out of the pack one to strike it against the wall and warm her fingers! Finally, she pulled one Whet! She hissed and caught fire! The flames were so warm, clear, and when she covered it from the wind by the handful, she thought before her lit candle it was the strangest candle: the girl seemed like she sits in front of a big iron stove with shiny copper legs and doors As nicely flamed fire in it, as the heat became a little! She pulled it and legs, but… the fire went out, the Stove vanished, in the hands of the girls left only a charred end of a match That she struck another; a match caught fire, the flames fell directly on the wall, and the wall suddenly became transparent like muslin Girl saw the whole room covered with a white cloth and set with expensive China the table, and on it a roast goose, stuffed with apples and prunes That smell was coming from him! The better thing was that Gus suddenly jumped off the table and with a fork and a knife in his back, and ran waddled straight to the girl Then the match went out, and before the girl was there again with one thick, cold wall She lit another match and found himself under a magnificent tree, much bigger and more colorful than the one that the girl seen on Christmas eve, looking out the window at the home of a wealthy merchant Tree glowed with thousands of lights, and the green branches peeking on the girl colorful pictures, what she had seen before in the baby reached out to the tree with both hands, but the match went out, the flames began to rise higher and higher and became the clear stars; one of them suddenly rolled across the sky, leaving behind him a long trail of fire — That is, someone dies! said baby Late grandmother, who loved her, the only creature in the world, told her: “Falling star is someone’s soul goes to God,” the Girl struck the wall a new match; a bright light lit up the room, and before him stood, all surrounded by light, so clear, brilliant, and at the same time so meek and gentle, her grandmother — Grandma! — exclaimed the little one: — Take me with you! I know you will leave as soon as I turned off the match, leaving a warm stove, the wonderful roast goose and the large, glorious Christmas tree! And she quickly struck the whole rest of the matches that were in her hands, so she wanted to keep the grandmother And the matches flared such a bright flame that was brighter than day, Never before the grandmother was not so beautiful, so majestic! She took the girl in his arms and they flew together in the glow and glare, high, where neither cold, nor hunger, nor fear to God. In the cold hours of the , in the corner of the house, was still sitting girl with pink cheeks and a smile on her lips, but She froze dead on the last night of the old year; new year’s eve, the sun lit the small corpse of the child sat with the matches, one bundle almost burned — She wanted to warm herself, poor thing! — people said But nobody knew what she saw, what brilliance ascended, along with my grandmother, for Christmas joys to heaven!


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