10/04/2022
It was in the middle of winter, snowflakes were falling like fluff from the sky, and the queen was sitting at the window - its frame was of ebony - and the queen was sewing. She sewed, stared at the snow, and pricked her finger with a needle, and three drops of blood fell on the snow. And the red on the white snow looked so beautiful that she thought to herself:
“If I had a child, white as this snow, and ruddy like blood, and black-haired, like a tree on a window frame!”
And the queen soon gave birth to a daughter, and she was white as snow, like blood, blush, and as black-haired as ebony, and therefore she was called Snow White. And when the child was born, the queen died.
A year later the king took another wife. She was a beautiful woman, but proud and arrogant, and she could not stand it when anyone surpassed her in beauty. She had a magic mirror, and when she stood in front of it and looked into it, she would ask:
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the most beautiful in the whole country?
And the mirror answered:
You are the most beautiful queen in the country.
And she was pleased, because she knew that the mirror was telling the truth. During this time, Snow White grew up and became more and more beautiful, and when she was seven years old, she was as beautiful as a clear day, and more beautiful than the Queen herself. When the queen asked her mirror:
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the most beautiful in the whole country?
It answered like this:
You, lady queen, are beautiful,
Yet Snow White is a thousand times more beautiful!
Then the queen was frightened, turned yellow, turned green with envy. From that hour she will see Snow White - and her heart breaks, so she began to hate the girl. Both envy and arrogance grew like weeds in her heart higher and higher, and henceforth she had no rest day or night. Then she called one of her rangers and said:
Take the child to the forest, I can't see her anymore. You must kill her and bring me her lungs and liver as evidence.
The huntsman obeyed and led the girl into the forest, but when he pulled out his hunting knife and was about to pierce the innocent heart of Snow White, she began to cry and ask:
“Ah, dear huntsman, leave me alive, I will run far into the dense forest and never return home.
And because she was beautiful, the huntsman took pity on her and said:
“So be it, run, poor girl!”
And it was like a stone fell from his heart when he did not have to kill Snow White. At that time, a young deer just ran up, and the huntsman stabbed him, took out his lungs and liver and brought them to the queen as a sign that her order had been carried out. The cook was told to boil them in salt water, and the evil woman ate them, thinking they were Snow White's lungs and liver.
And the poor girl was left alone in the big forest, and she became so frightened that she looked at all the leaves on the trees, not knowing what to do next, how to help her grief. She started to run, and ran over sharp stones, through thorny thickets, and wild animals jumped around her, but did not touch her. She ran as far as she could, and now it was already evening, she saw a small hut and went into it to rest. And in that hut everything was so small, but beautiful and clean, which cannot be said in a fairy tale or described with a pen.
There was a table covered with a white tablecloth, and on it were seven small plates, each plate had a spoon, and also seven small knives and forks, and seven small goblets. There were seven small beds against the wall, one next to the other, and they were covered with snow-white bedspreads. Snow White wanted to eat and drink, and she took a little bit of vegetables and bread from each plate and drank a drop of wine from each goblet - she did not want to drink everything from one. And since she was very tired, she tried to lie down in bed, but none of them suited her: one was too long, the other too short, but the seventh turned out to fit her, she lay down in it and, surrendering to the mercy of the Lord, fell asleep .
When it was already completely dark, the owners of the hut came, and there were seven dwarfs who mined ore in the mountains. They lit seven of their lamps, and when it became light in the hut, they noticed that they had someone, because not everything was in the order that it was before. And the first dwarf said:
Who was sitting in my chair?
Second:
Who ate from my plate?
The third:
Who took a piece of my bread?
Fourth:
Who ate my vegetables?
Fifth:
Who took my fork?
Sixth:
- Who cut with my knife?
The seventh asked:
Who was drinking from my little cup?
And the first one looked around and saw that there was a small wrinkle on his bed, and asked:
Who was that on my bed?
Then the rest ran up and began to say:
“And there was someone in mine too.
The seventh dwarf looked at his bed, he saw that Snow White was lying in it and sleeping. Then he called the others, they ran up, began to scream in surprise, brought seven of their light bulbs and lit up Snow White.
— Oh, my God! Oh my God! they exclaimed. “But what a handsome child! They were so happy that they did not wake her up and left her to sleep in bed.