Cinderella fairy tale pattern chart
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Charles Perrault's fairy tale : Cinderella
Pattern to embroider in cross stitch or in petit point.
Each of the patterns in this series dedicated to Perraults fairy tales on one side a version of the motif in colour and on the other side, the same motif in unicolour. The instruction sheet contains the paragraph that it illustrates in the tale.
Our patterns are all printed on large format paper (29,7 x 42) and are very easy to follow.
Size of this motif: 90 x 90 points. When using 12 count embroidery linen and sewing over 2 threads, the finished piece will measure 15cm each side. Sewing over 2 threads using 16 count linen, your piece will measure 11.3cm each side. Sewing over 5.5 count Aida, your piece will measure 16.5cm each side. Don’t forget to leave a border around your embroidery.
For the multicolour version, 14 colours of thread are needed. Our recommendations for the colours with our Retors du Nord thread: 2332, 2223, 2227, 2780, 2039, 2038, 2190, 2847, 2876, 2034, 2023, 2032, 2001 and 2567.
Our patterns are presented in pretty printed folders, the colours vary according to our stocks. The interior of the folders have printed reminders of the basic embroidery stitches. Thread and fabric not supplied.
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…The next day the two sisters were at the ball, and so was Cinderella,
but dressed even more magnificently than before.
The king's son was always by her,
and never ceased his compliments and kind speeches to her.
All this was so far from being tiresome to her,
and, indeed, she quite forgot what her godmother had told her.
She thought that it was no later than eleven
when she counted the clock striking twelve.
She jumped up and fled, as nimble as a deer.
The prince followed, but could not overtake her.
She left behind one of her glass slippers,
which the prince picked up most carefully.
She reached home, but quite out of breath,
and in her nasty old clothes,
having nothing left of all her finery but one of the little slippers,
the mate to the one that she had dropped.
The guards at the palace gate were asked if they had not seen a princess go out.
They replied that they had seen nobody leave but a young girl,
very shabbily dressed,
and who had more the air of a poor country wench than a gentlewoman.
When the two sisters returned from the ball
Cinderella asked them if they had been well entertained,
and if the fine lady had been there.
They told her, yes, but that she hurried away immediately when it struck twelve,
and with so much haste that she dropped one of her little glass slippers,
the prettiest in the world, which the king's son had picked up;
that he had done nothing but look at her all the time at the ball,
and that most certainly he was very much in love
with the beautiful person who owned the glass slipper.
What they said was very true; for a few days later,
the king's son had it proclaimed, by sound of trumpet,
that he would marry her whose foot this slipper would just fit.
They began to try it on the princesses,
then the duchesses and all the court, but in vain;
it was brought to the two sisters,
who did all they possibly could to force their foot into the slipper,
but they did not succeed.
Cinderella, who saw all this, and knew that it was her slipper,
said to them, laughing, "Let me see if it will not fit me."
Her sisters burst out laughing, and began to banter with her.
The gentleman who was sent to try the slipper looked earnestly at Cinderella,
and, finding her very handsome,
said that it was only just that she should try as well,
and that he had orders to let everyone try.
He had Cinderella sit down, and, putting the slipper to her foot,
he found that it went on very easily,
fitting her as if it had been made of wax…