Every time that I find a new reference to a particular fairy tale in literature, or a reference to the fairy tale genre as a whole, I will add it here. (The most recent appear at the top, but if you scroll down, you can see some of the earlier ones. Enjoy!)


But society, amused for a while at playing Cinderella, soon wearied of the hearthside role, and welcomed the Fairy Godmother in the shape of any magician powerful enough to turn the shrunken pumpkin back again into the golden coach. The mere fact of growing richer at a time when most people’s investments are shrinking, is calculated to attract envious attention; and according to Wall Street rumours, Welly Bry and Rosedale had found the secret of performing this miracle… Rosedale, in particular, was said to have doubled his fortune.

– From House of Mirth by Edith Wharton (1905)


TABLEAUX VIVANTS depend for their effect not only on the happy disposal of lights and the delusive-interposition of layers of gauze, but on a corresponding adjustment of the mental vision. To unfurnished minds they remain, in spite of every enhancement of art, only a superior kind of wax-works; but to the responsive fancy they may give magic glimpses of the boundary world between fact and imagination. Selden’s mind was of this order: he could yield to vision-making influences as completely as a child to the spell of a fairy-tale. Mrs. Bry’s TABLEAUX wanted none of the qualities which go to the producing of such illusion.

– From House of Mirth by Edith Wharton (1905)


She [Angela] saw her life rounding out like a fairy tale. Poor, coloured coloured in America; unknown, a nobody! And here at her hand was the forward thrust shadow of love and of great wealth.

– From Plum Bun by Jessie Redmon Fauset (1928)


When Angela and Virginia were little children and their mother used to read them fairy tales she would add to the ending, “And so they lived happily ever after, just like your father and me”

– From Plum Bun by Jessie Redmon Fauset (1928)


The boys entered, and found themselves in a spacious and elegant saloon, resplendent with gilding, and adorned on all sides by costly mirrors. They sat down at a small table with a marble top, and Frank gave the order.

“It reminds me of Aladdin’s palace,” said Frank, looking about him.

“Does it?” said Dick; “he must have had plenty of money.”

“He had an old lamp, which he had only to rub, when the Slave of the Lamp would appear, and do whatever he wanted.”

“That must have been a valooable lamp. I’d be willin’ to give all my Erie shares for it.”

– From Ragged Dick; Or, Street Life in New York by Horatio Alger Jr. (1868)


When Dick was dressed in his new attire, with his face and hands clean, and his hair brushed, it was difficult to imagine that he was the same boy. He now looked quite handsome, and might readily have been taken for a young gentleman, except that his hands were red and grimy…

“It reminds me of Cinderella,” Said Dick, “when she was changed into a fairy a princess. I see it one night at Barnum’s. What’ll Johnny Nolan say when he sees me?”

– From Ragged Dick; Or, Street Life in New York by Horatio Alger Jr. (1868)

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