Read Fairy Tales Of Hans Christian Andersen in "She Was Good For Nothing"

The mayor stood at the open window. He looked smart, for his shirt-frill, in which he had stuck a breast-pin, and his ruffles, were very fine. He had shaved his chin uncommonly smooth, although he had cut himself slightly, and had stuck a piece of newspaper over the place. "Hark 'ee, youngster!" cried he.The boy to whom he spoke was no other than the son of a poor washer-woman, who was just going ...