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There was once a little girl who was very, very poor. Her father and
mother had died, and at last she had no little room to stay in, and no
little bed to sleep in, and nothing more to eat except one piece of bread.
So she said a prayer, put on her little jacket and her hood, and took her
piece of bread in her hand, and went out into the world.
When she had walked a little way, she met an old man, bent and thin. He
looked at the piece of bread in her hand, and said, "Will you give me your
bread, little girl? I am very hungry." The little girl said, "Yes," and
gave him her piece of bread.
When she had walked a little farther she came upon a child, sitting by the
path, crying. "I am so cold!" said the child. "Won't you give me your
little hood, to keep my head warm?" The little girl took off her hood and
tied it on the child's head. Then she went on her way.
After a time, as she went, she met another child. This one shivered with
the cold, and she said to the little girl, "Won't you give me your jacket,
little girl?" And the little girl gave her her jacket. Then she went on
again.
By-and-by she saw another child, crouching almost naked by the wayside. "O
little girl," said the child, "won't you give me your dress? I have
nothing to keep me warm." So the little girl took off her dress and gave
it to the other child.
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