Jacob Grimm and Wilhelm Grimm, The Fairy Tales of the Brothers Grimm… (1909)
“ She took her seat in a corner of the market, set out her crockery about her, and began to cry her wares. Suddenly, a drunken Hussar came galloping up, and rode right in among the pots, breaking them into thousands of bits. She began to cry, and was so frightened that she did not know what to do. ‘Oh! what will become of me?’ she cried. ‘What will my Husband say tome?’ She ran home, and told him her misfortune. ‘Who would ever think of sitting at the corner of the market with crockery?’ he said. ‘Stop that crying. I see you are no manner of use for any decent kind of work. ”
