Grimms' fairy tales

The brother took his sister's hand and said to her, Since our mother died we have had no good days; our stepmother beats us every day, and if we go near her she kicks us away; we have nothing to eat but hard crusts of bread left over; the dog under the table fares better, he gets a good piece every now and then. If our mother only knew, how she would pity us! Come, let us go together out into the wide world! So they went, and journeyed the whole day through fields and ...