LITTLE RED RIDINGHOOD
Learn not to place faith in fair speeches.
Once upon a time there lived a little girl with her mother on the edge of a village. Her grandmother lived beyond the woods, and was a poor old woman, who loved the little girl dearly. She had made a red cloak for her that looked so pretty every one called her “Little Red Ridinghood.” One day her mother said:
“I hear your grandmother is ill. You must take her this cake and a little butter.” Little Red Ridinghood set out at once for her grandmother’s. On her way she met a big wolf who asked her:
“Where are you going, my little girl?”
“I am going to see my grandmother, and take her this cake and a little butter,” said Little Red Ridinghood.
“Does she live near here?” asked the wolf.
“Not very far; just on the other side of the wood, in a little white cottage,” replied Little Red Ridinghood.