Chapter 50
The Little Match-SellerIT was terribly cold and nearly dark on the last evening
of the old year, and the snow was falling fast. In the cold and the
darkness, a poor little girl, with bare head and n***d feet, roamed
through the streets. It is true she had on a pair of slippers when
she left home, but they were not of much use. They were very large,
so large, indeed, that they had belonged to her mother, and the
poor little creature had lost them in running across the street to
avoid two carriages that were rolling along at a terrible rate. One
of the slippers she could not find, and a boy seized upon the other
and ran away with it, saying that he could use it as a cradle, when
he had children of his own. So the little girl went on with her
little n***d feet, which we
