The King screamed aloud in agony , and when his wife , the Snow-daughter , who had taken refuge from her brother in the next room , hurried to him , the King lay dead on the ground burnt to a cinder . When the Snow-daughter saw this she turned on her brother and flew at him . Then a fight began , the like of which had never been seen on earth . When the people , attracted by the noise , hurried to the spot , they saw the Snow-daughter melting into water and the Fire-son burn to a cinder . And so ended the unhappy brother and sister . THE STORY OF KING FROST -LRB- 26 -RRB- -LRB- 26 -RRB- From the Russian . There was once upon a time a peasant-woman who had a daughter and a step-daughter . The daughter had her own way in everything , and whatever she did was right in her mother 's eyes ; but the poor step-daughter had a hard time . Let her do what she would , she was always blamed , and got small thanks for all the trouble she took ; nothing was right , everything wrong ; and yet , if the truth were known , the girl was worth her weight in gold -- she was so unselfish and good-hearted . But her step-mother did not like her , and the poor girl 's days were spent in weeping ; for it was impossible to live peacefully with the woman . The wicked shrew was determined to get rid of the girl by fair means or foul , and kept saying to her father : ` Send her away , old man ; send her away -- anywhere so that my eyes sha 'n' t be plagued any longer by the sight of her , or my ears tormented by the sound of her voice . Send her out into the fields , and let the cutting frost do for her . ' In vain did the poor old father weep and implore her pity ; she was firm , and he dared not gainsay her . So he placed his daughter in a sledge , not even daring to give her a horse-cloth to keep herself warm with , and drove her out on to the bare , open fields , where he kissed her and left her , driving home as fast as he could , that he might not witness her miserable death . Deserted by her father , the poor girl sat down under a fir-tree at the edge of the forest and began to weep silently . Suddenly she heard a faint sound : it was King Frost springing from tree to tree , and cracking his fingers as he went . At length he reached the fir-tree beneath which she was sitting , and with a crisp crackling sound he alighted beside her , and looked at her lovely face . ` Well , maiden , ' he snapped out , ` do you know who I am ? I am King Frost , king of the red-noses . ' ` All hail to you , great King ! '
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