Once upon a time there was a very rich man who lived with his three
daughters. The two older daughters laughed at anyone who did not
dress as well as they did. If the two of them were not resting at home,
they were out shopping for as many fine dresses and hats as they could
carry home.
The youngest daughter, Beauty, loved to read. “Your nose is always in
a book," her two older sisters said. They laughed. "No one will want
you! Look at your hair. You look like a servant girl!” Beauty did not
know why they were so mean. But she said nothing.
One day, the father got some bad news. He had spent all of his money
on a ship that he sent out to sea for trade. Now he learned the ship
was gone! Everything on it was lost. All at once, the rich father
became as poor as poor could be.
The family could no longer stay in their big house. The fine house, its
fine tables and chairs, and all of their fine things, had to be sold.
One day, the father got some very bad news.
All the father had left was a little hut, deep in the woods. So that is
where he and his three daughters had to move.
Living in the hut in the woods was hard work. Each day a fire had to
be started, meals cooked, the place cleaned up, the garden tended, and
things needed fixing when they broke. Now that the family was poor,
you might think the two older sisters would help out. Think again.
“She looks like such a mess,” they said, turning up their noses at
Beauty. “She might as well serve us.” And so Beauty did all the hard
work. The sisters slept late, took naps, and showed up for meals.
“She looks such a mess,” they said, turning up their noses.
Then – good news! – the father’s ship came to shore!
“My daughters!” said the happy father. “I am going to town. Tell me
what fine gift I can bring back for you.”
“Bring me the best dress from the best shop in town,” said the oldest
sister.
“I want one just like it,” said the middle sister.
“And you, Beauty?” he said.
“All I want, Father,” she said, “is a rose.”
“Can you believe her?” said the eldest sister.
“What a fool!” said the middle sister. And they both laughed.
“Girls!” said the father. “If that is what Beauty wants, that is what I
will bring for her.”
“All I want, Father,” said she, “is a rose."
The father was on his way home when he thought, “Oh my! I forgot all
about the rose for Beauty!” All at once, the sky turned black. “Dear,
me! A storm is coming!”
A moment later, heavy dark rains fell down hard from the sky.
Soaking wet, the father saw a blink of light far away. He went closer
to the light. Maybe it was a place he could stay for the night. When he
got up close, he saw that it was a large palace with candles in all its
windows. Very odd, but the front door was open.
So, the father stepped inside.
“Hello?” he said. No answer.
There, before him, was a great feast on a long table.
“Hello?” he said again. Still no answer. He dared not touch any food
on the table. The father sat down in front of the fire to warm himself.
He waited. But no one came.
“I suppose it would be all right if I stayed the night,” said the father.
"And maybe just one bite." He took a quick bite from the feast. Then
he found a bedroom and fell fast asleep.