It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark.
Evening came on, the last evening of the year. In the cold and gloom a
poor little girl, bareheaded and barefoot, was walking through the
streets. Of course when she had left her house she'd had slippers on,
but what good had they been? ...
The Little Match Girl
"She wanted to warm herself," the people said. No one imagined what
beautiful things she had seen, and how happily she had gone with her old
grandmother into the bright New Year.
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