LITTLE RED RIDING-HOOD
O NCE upon a time there lived in a certain village a little country girl, the prettiest creature was ever seen. Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grandmother doted on her still more. This good woman got made for her a little red riding-hood; which became the girl so extremely well that everybody called her Little Red Riding-Hood.
One day her mother, having made some custards, said to her:
' Go, my dear, and see how thy grandmamma does, for I hear she has been very ill; carry her a custard, and this little pot of butter.'
Little Red Riding-Hood set out immediately to go to her grandmother, who lived in another village.
As she was going through the wood, she met with Gaffer "Wolf, who had a very great mind to eat her up, but he durst not, because of some faggot-makers hard by in the forest. He asked her whither she was going. The poor child, who did not know that it was dangerous to stay and hear a wolf talk, said to him :
' I am going to see my grandmamma and carry her a custard and a little pot of butter from my mamma.'
' Does she live far off ? ' said the Wolf.
' Oh! ay,' answered Little Red Riding-Hood ; * it is beyond that mill you see there, at the first house in the village.'
' Well,' said the Wolf, ' and I'll go and see her too. I'll go this way and go you that, and we shall see who will be there soonest.'
The Wolf began to run as fast as he could, taking the nearest way, and the little girl went by that farthest about, diverting her≠self in gathering nuts, running after butterflies, and making nose≠gays of such little flowers as she met with. The Wolf was not long before he got to the old woman's house. He knocked at the dooró tap,tap.
' Who's there ? '
'Your grandchild, Little Red Riding-Hood,' replied the Wolf,