‘Oh, please, dear hunter, have mercy! If you will let me go, I’ll gladly wander away, far away into the wildwood and I’ll never come back again.’

“The huntsman was glad enough to help the sweet innocent girl, so he said, ‘Well, run away then, poor child, and may the beasts of the wood have mercy on you.’ As a token he brought back the heart of a wild boar, and the wicked Queen thought it was Snow White’s. She had it cooked and ate it, I am sorry to say, with salt and great relish.”