It was terribly cold and nearly dark on the last evening of the old year, and the snow was falling fast.Narrator
She was sitting in the corner formed by two houses, of which one advanced more than the other.Narrator
She carried a quantity of matches in an old apron, and she held a bundle of them in her hand.Narrator
Nobody had bought anything of her the whole livelong day, no one had given her a single farthing.Narrator
She drew one out. 'Scratch'! how it blazed, how it burnt!Narrator
She was sitting under the most magnificent Christmas tree.Narrator
Nobody in the street had any suspicion of what beautiful things she had seen.Narrator
It was the last match in the bundle. But in that shining light she saw her grandmother.Narrator
She clasped the little maiden, and flew with her over rose-bushes and elder-blossoms.Narrator
They found her the next morning on the stoop. She had frozen to death on the last evening of the year.Narrator