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Hans Christian Andersen (1805–1875) was a Danish writer, best remembered for his fairy tales.
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BY THE ALMSHOUSE WINDOW
THE ANGEL
ANNE LISBETH
BEAUTY OF FORM AND BEAUTY OF MIND
THE BEETLE WHO WENT ON HIS TRAVELS
THE BELL-DEEP
THE BIRD OF POPULAR SONG
THE BISHOP OF BORGLUM AND HIS WARRIORS
THE BOTTLE NECK
THE BUCKWHEAT
THE BUTTERFLY
A CHEERFUL TEMPER
THE CHILD IN THE GRAVE
CHILDREN'S PRATTLE
THE FARM-YARD COCK AND THE WEATHER-COCK
THE DAISY
THE DARNING-NEEDLE
DELAYING IS NOT FORGETTING
THE DROP OF WATER
JACK THE DULLARD AN OLD STORY TOLD ANEW
THE DUMB BOOK
THE ELF OF THE ROSE
THE GIRL WHO TROD ON THE LOAF
THE GOBLIN AND THE HUCKSTER
THE GOLDEN TREASURE
GRANDMOTHER
A GREAT GRIEF
THE HAPPY FAMILY
A LEAF FROM HEAVEN
IB AND LITTLE CHRISTINA
THE ICE MAIDEN I. LITTLE RUDY
THE JEWISH MAIDEN
THE LAST DREAM OF THE OLD OAK
THE LAST PEARL
LITTLE CLAUS AND BIG CLAUS
THE LITTLE ELDER-TREE MOTHER
LITTLE IDA'S FLOWERS
THE LITTLE MATCH-SELLER
THE LITTLE MERMAID
LITTLE TINY OR THUMBELINA
THE LOVELIEST ROSE IN THE WORLD
THE MAIL-COACH PASSENGERS
THE MARSH KING'S DAUGHTER
THE METAL PIG
THE MONEY-BOX
WHAT THE MOON SAW INTRODUCTION
THE NEIGHBOURING FAMILIES
THE NIGHTINGALE
THERE IS NO DOUBT ABOUT IT
THE OLD BACHELOR'S NIGHTCAP
THE OLD GRAVE-STONE
THE OLD HOUSE
WHAT THE OLD MAN DOES IS ALWAYS RIGHT
THE OLD STREET LAMP
OLE-LUK-OIE, THE DREAM-GOD
OLE THE TOWER-KEEPER
OUR AUNT
THE GARDEN OF PARADISE
THE PEA BLOSSOM
THE PEN AND THE INKSTAND
THE PHILOSOPHER'S STONE
THE PHOENIX BIRD
THE PORTUGUESE DUCK
THE PORTER'S SON
POULTRY MEG'S FAMILY
THE PRINCESS AND THE PEA
THE PUPPET-SHOW MAN
THE RED SHOES…

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People of every description entered the room, and, according to their position in society, so dared they to express their admiration. Some few said nothing, others expressed too much, and the apple-branch very soon got to understand that there was as much difference in the characters of human beings as in those of plants and flowers. Some are all for pomp and parade, others have a great deal to do to maintain their own importance, while the rest might be spared without much loss to society. So thought the apple-branch, as he stood before the open window, from which he could see out over gardens and fields, where there were flowers and plants enough for him to think and reflect upon; some rich and beautiful, some poor and humble indeed.

“Poor, despised herbs,” said the apple-branch; “there is really a difference between them and such as I am. How unhappy they must be, if they can feel as those in my position do! There is a difference indeed, and so there ought to be, or we should all be equals.”

And the apple-branch looked with a sort of pity upon them, especially on a certain little flower that is found in fields and in ditches. No one bound these flowers together in a nosegay; they were too common; they were even known to grow between the paving-stones, shooting up everywhere, like bad weeds; and they bore the very ugly name of “dog-flowers” or “dandelions.”

“Poor, despised plants,” said the apple-bough, “it is not your fault that you are so ugly, and that you have such an ugly name; but it is with plants as with men,—there must be a difference.”

“A difference!” cried the sunbeam, as he kissed the blooming apple-branch, and then kissed the yellow dandelion out in the fields. All were brothers, and the sunbeam kissed them—the poor flowers as well as the rich.

The apple-bough had never thought of the boundless love of God, which extends over all the works of creation, over everything which lives, and moves, and has its being in Him; he had never thought of the good and beautiful which are so often hidden, but can never remain forgotten by Him,—not only among the lower creation, but also among men. The sunbeam, the ray of light, knew better.

“You do not see very far, nor very clearly,” he said to the apple-branch. “Which is the despised plant you so specially pity?”

“The dandelion,” he replied. “No one ever places it in a nosegay; it is often trodden under foot, there are so many of them; and when they run to seed, they have flowers like wool, which fly away in little pieces over the roads, and cling to the dresses of the people. They are only weeds; but of course there must be weeds. O, I am really very thankful that I was not made like one of these flowers.”

There came presently across the fields a whole group of children, the youngest of whom was so small that it had to be carried by the others; and when he was seated on the grass, among the yellow flowers, he laughed aloud with joy, kicked out his little legs, rolled about, plucked the yellow flowers, and kissed them in childlike innocence. The elder children broke off the flowers with long stems, bent the stalks one round the other, to form links, and made first a chain for the neck, then one to go across the shoulders, and hang down to the waist, and at last a wreath to wear round the head, so that they looked quite splendid in their garlands of green stems and golden flowers. But the eldest among them gathered carefully the faded flowers, on the stem of which was grouped together the seed, in the form of a white feathery coronal. These loose, airy wool-flowers are very beautiful, and look like fine snowy feathers or down. The children held them to their mouths, and tried to blow away the whole coronal with one puff of the breath. They had been told by their grandmothers that who ever did so would be sure to have new clothes before the end of the year. The despised flower was by this raised to the position of a prophet or foreteller of events.

“Do you see,” said the sunbeam, “do you see the beauty of these flowers? do you see their powers of giving pleasure?”

“Yes, to children,” said the apple-bough.

By-and-by an old woman came into the field, and, with a blunt knife without a handle, began to dig round the roots of some of the dandelion-plants, and pull them up. With some of these she intended to make tea for herself; but the rest she was going to sell to the chemist, and obtain some money.

“But beauty is of higher value than all this,” said the apple-tree branch; “only the chosen ones can be admitted into the realms of the beautiful. There is a difference between plants, just as there is a difference between men.”

Then the sunbeam spoke of the boundless love of God, as seen in creation, and over all that lives, and of the equal distribution of His gifts, both in time and in eternity.

“That is your opinion,” said the apple-bough.

Then some people came into the room, and, among them, the young countess,—the lady who had placed the apple-bough in the transparent vase, so pleasantly beneath the rays of the sunlight. She carried in her hand something that seemed like a flower. The object was hidden by two or three great leaves, which covered it like a shield, so that no draught or gust of wind could injure it, and it was carried more carefully than the apple-branch had ever been. Very cautiously the large leaves were removed, and there appeared the feathery seed-crown of the despised dandelion. This was what the lady had so carefully plucked, and carried home so safely covered, so that not one of the delicate feathery arrows of which its mist-like shape was so lightly formed, should flutter away. She now drew it forth quite uninjured, and wondered at its beautiful form, and airy lightness, and singular construction, so soon to be blown away by the wind.

“See,” she exclaimed, “how wonderfully God has made this little flower. I will paint it with the apple-branch together. Every one admires the beauty of the apple-bough; but this humble flower has been endowed by Heaven with another kind of loveliness; and although they differ in appearance, both are the children of the realms of beauty.”

Then the sunbeam kissed the lowly flower, and he kissed the blooming apple-branch, upon whose leaves appeared a rosy blush.

BEAUTY OF FORM AND BEAUTY OF MIND

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There was once a sculptor, named Alfred, who having won the large gold medal and obtained a travelling scholarship, went to Italy, and then came back to his native land. He was young at that time—indeed, he is young still, although he is ten years older than he was then. On his return, he went to visit one of the little towns in the island of Zealand. The whole town knew who the stranger was; and one of the richest men in the place gave a party in his honor, and all who were of any consequence, or who possessed some property, were invited. It was quite an event, and all the town knew of it, so that it was not necessary to announce it by beat of drum. Apprentice-boys, children of the poor, and even the poor people themselves, stood before the house, watching the lighted windows; and the watchman might easily fancy he was giving a party also, there were so many people in the streets. There was quite an air of festivity about it, and the house was full of it; for Mr. Alfred, the sculptor, was there. He talked and told anecdotes, and every one listened to him with pleasure, not unmingled with awe; but none felt so much respect for him as did the elderly widow of a naval officer. She seemed, so far as Mr. Alfred was concerned, to be like a piece of fresh blotting-paper that absorbed all he said and asked for more. She was very appreciative, and incredibly ignorant—a kind of female Gaspar Hauser.

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