LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD.
Once upon a time there was a pretty little girl.
Her grandmother made her a pretty red hood.
Then everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood.
One day her mother made some butter and a cake.
She put these into a basket and said, “Your grandmother is sick, Little Red Riding Hood.
Will you take this cake and butter to her?”
“Oh, yes, Mother!” said Little Red Riding Hood.
“I know the way to Grandmother’s house.”
She put on her red hood and kissed her mother.
“Good-by, Little Red Riding Hood,” said her mother.
“Be a good girl and do not go out of the path.”
II
Little Red Riding Hood sang as she went along.
When she came to the wood she met a wolf.
Some woodmen were at work near by.
The wolf was afraid of the woodmen.
So he said to Red Riding Hood,
“Good morning, little girl.
Where are you going?”
“I am going to see my grandmother,” said Little Red Riding Hood.
“I have butter and a cake for her.”
“Where does your grandmother live?” said the wolf.
“She lives on the other side of the wood,” said Little Red Riding Hood.
“The house is near three big trees.”
“I will go to see your grandmother, too,” said the wolf.
He went beside Red Riding Hood for a little way.
Then the wolf said, “Little Red Riding Hood, see the pretty flowers all around us.
Why do you not pick some of them?”
“Grandmother loves flowers,” said Little Red Riding Hood.
“I will pick some to put in the basket with the cake and butter.”
So Little Red Riding Hood went out of the path to look for flowers.
But the wolf ran through the wood as fast as he could go.
He saw the grandmother’s house near three big oak trees.
III
The wolf ran to the house.
He knocked at the grandmother’s door, “Tap, tap, tap!”
No one came to the door.
He went into the house and looked all around.
The grandmother was not at home.
“Oh,” said the wolf, “I know what I will do!”
He put the grandmother’s cap on his head.
Then he lay down and covered himself with the bed-clothes.
By and by Little Red Riding Hood came to her grandmother’s house.
She knocked at the door,
“Tap, tap, tap!”
“Who is there?” said the wolf in a soft voice.
“It is I, Little Red Riding Hood.”
“Come in,” said the wolf.
“Good morning, Grandmother,” said Little Red Riding Hood.
“I have butter and a cake for you.
Mother put them in my basket.”
