King Frost has given all those things to the old man's
daughter, he'll give my pretty girl ever so much more." And she said to
her husband: "Take my daughter to the same place as quick as you can,
and let King Frost give her a share too!"

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So the old man took her daughter, left her in the forest, and then drove
off home. And there the girl sat, with her teeth chattering with the
cold, when lo and behold! there was King Frost coming along, and he
said: "Hullo, little girl, are you warm?" And she answered: "What's that
got to do with you? Go away to where you came from!" And King Frost grew
angry and blew a cold breath on to the girl, and then asked her: "Are
you warm, little girl?" And she answered: "Fancy asking! You can see I'm
frozen! Be quick and give me the presents, and then get away to your
home." Then King Frost began to make the girl still colder. And he kept
making it colder and colder till he had frozen her through and through.

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Meanwhile her mother was saying to the old man at home: "Go into the
forest now, and bring back my daughter. And mind, don't forget to take
the trunk and the fine clothes as well." So the old man started off, and
his wife began to watch at the window.

She waited and waited, and at last she saw her husband driving towards
home, and said to herself: "That's all right, there comes the old man
bringing back my daughter all in silver and in gold."

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But the doggie outside said: "Bow, wow, bow-wow-wow, the old man's
bringing back bones in his sledge!" The old man drove up, and it was too
true, instead of the bad old woman's daughter there was only an icicle!

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THE BEAR'S PAW.

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One day a peasant saw a bear asleep in the forest, so he crept up to him
and cut off one of his hind paws with an axe. And he brought the paw
home, and said to his wife: "Boil some soup from the flesh, and knit
some warm gloves out of the wool." So she took off the skin, threw the
flesh into the pot to boil, and sat down to spin the wool.

And when Bruin woke up, he found his paw gone. There was no help for
it, so he cut a bit of wood off a tree, hewed it, tied it on instead of
his leg, and set out for the village. As he went along he sang:

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"Hobble, hobble, hobble,
On my lime-tree leg,
On my birchen crutch!
The water's asleep,
And the earth's asleep,
The whole villag