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KINKACH MARTINKO

NCE upon a time there was a poor woman who had

an only daughter, named Helen, a very lazy girl. One
day when she had refused to do a single thing, her mother
took her down to the banks of a stream and began to strike
her fingers with a flat stone, just as you do in beating linen
to wash it.

The girl cried a good deal. A prince, Lord of the Red
Castle, happened at that moment to pass by, and inquired
as to the cause of such treatment, for it horrified him that a
mother should so ill-use her child.

“Why should I not punish her?” answered the woman.
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