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 Red Riding Hood
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Group Title: Aunt Kate's series
Title: Red Riding Hood
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Title: Red Riding Hood
Series Title: Aunt Kate's series
Alternate Title: Little Red Riding Hood
Physical Description: 14 p. : ;
Language: English
Creator: McLoughlin Bros., inc ( Publisher )
Publisher: McLoughlin Brothers
Place of Publication: New York
Publication Date: [ca. 1880]
Subject: Fairy tales -- 1880   ( rbgenr )
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Page 1
    Red Riding Hood
        Page 2
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    Back Cover
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ONCE upon a time, in a pretty
village, stood a neat little cot-
tage, covered with roses and honey-
suckles, and shaded by large trees.
In this cottage lived a good wo-

man, who had a very pretty daughter
-a sweet, dear little girl, with bright
eyes and long hair, falling in golden
curls all over her neck and shoul-
ders. Her cheeks were as rosy as
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two ripe peaches, and her laugh was
the merriest you would hear on a
Summer's day; and what was better
than all this was, that that little girl
was a kind, good child, with a gentle

heart and obliging manners. She
had a pleasant smile and cheerful
word for all, and would do anything
to give pleasure to others.
So it is no wonder she became the

Little Red Riding-Hood.

greatest favorite with all the villagers.
Every one who knew her liked her;
and when she called to see any poor
or sick neighbor, her presence was
like a ray of sunshine to them, so
pleased were they to see her.
Now, although she was greatly liked
by all the villagers, far and near, none
loved her so dearly as her mother and
grandmother. This little girl's grand-
mother, to show how much she ap-
preciated her goodness, made her a
beautiful riding-hood of scarlet cloth,
such as ladies wore in those days
when they went out riding.
The little girl looked quite charm-
ing in this riding-hood, and she found
it so handy and convenient, she sel-
dom went abroad without it; hail,
rain, or shine, she would wear it-in
fact, it was her favorite article of
dress. She wore it so frequently,
and looked so nice in it, that when
she was seen coming along the vil-
lage, the neighbors would say:-
"Here comes Little Red Riding-
Hood," till at last she was known
by that name, and no other; indeed,
I have never been able to learn her
other name.
Now, the good old grandmother
had been very sick for a long time,

and, although not so bad as she had
been, she was not yet sufficiently
well to leave her cottage. So the
mother, who had been making some
cheese-cakes, and churning some
butter that morning, said to her
daughter: "You may go, my child,
to your grandmother's, and take her
some of these nice cakes, and a pot
of fresh butter, for her breakfast."
Little Red Riding-Hood was highly
delighted at the thought of a run to
her grandmother's such a fine morn-
ing, so she went and brought a little
basket for the cakes and butter; and
you may be sure she did not forget
to put on the little scarlet -hood
which became her so well. She was
very soon ready, and the cakes and
butter were put into the basket and
covered with a clean cloth.
Now, it was not very far from Lit-
tle Red Riding-Hood's home to the
cottage in which her grandmother
lived, so her mother thought little of
sending her alone. Still, on parting
with her, she told her not to stop too
long on the way. She also charged
her with many kind messages for
the good old grandmother.
Little Red Riding-Hood promised
not to forget, and giving her two

Little Red Riding-Hood.

kisses, and saying Good-bye," trip-
ped off as gay and light-hearted
as any of the little birds that
were singing on the boughs of the
Now, there were some woodmen
at work in the forest, cutting down
trees for firewood, and singing as
they dealt their strokes with willing
hands and heavy axes. There was
also something there that threatened
danger to the little girl, namely: a
great hungry wolf.
This cruel animal had paid a visit
to a sheep-fold, thinking he could
steal a lamb for dinner, but was
disappointed, for the watch-dog lad
caught him and beaten him soundly.
The wolf knew Little Red Riding-
Hood very well, and had often watched
and plotted to carry her off, that he
might devour her. He was desper-
ately hungry this morning, and out
of temper, for he felt very sore from
his recent beating; but the sight
of the little girl made him grin with
Now, the wolf would like to have
made one spring at Red Riding-Hood,
and have eaten her up at once; but
he was too cunning for that, for the
woodmen were near, and he was

afraid they would see him, which
would never do. So he resolved to
make her acquaintance, and pretend
to be her friend.
One of the woodmen saw both the
wolf and Little Red Riding-Hood,
and, suspecting Master Grizzly was
bent upon some mischief, kept a
watch on him without seeming to
do so.
Master Wolf walked daintily up to
Little Red Riding-Hood, wagging his
tail, and tried his best to appear as
amiable as possible, and succeeded
very well; only his green eyes had
a treacherous look, and glared
in a hungry, uncomfortable manner.
When he smiled he showed a double
row of sharp white teeth. But she
felt not the slightest fear of him.
The wolf made a graceful bow, and
said: Good-morning, Little Red
"Good-morning, Master Wolf," re-
plied Little Red Riding-Hood.
"And, pray, where are you going
so early, my darling ?" continued
the wolf.
"I am going to my grandmoth-
er's," answered the child.
"Your grandmother? how is the
dear old lady ?" asked the wolf, pre-


tending to take the greatest interest
in her welfare.
"She has been very sick, and
is not yet well," said Little Red
Riding-Hood- "I am tiihing her

some cakes, and a pot of nice fresh
"Dear me! I am sorry to hear my
respected friend, your grandmother,
is out of health. I will call upon


her; she will be glad to see me,
I have no doubt. Allow me to
carry your basket, my dear; I fear
you are tired." At the same time
giving a sly, hungry sniff, and

almost thrusting his nose into the
Little Red Riding-Hood thought
this was rather rude of him, after
his polite offer, but only said: "0!


Little Red Riding-Hood.

no, I thank you; I am not a bit
"Well," said the wolf, "give my
love to your grandmother, and say I
will call and see her. Now, suppose
I take this path to the right, and you
follow that one, and we'll see which
of us gets there first."
Now, this cunning old wolf knew
very well he would get to the old
dame's cottage first. He had chosen
the shortest way, you may be sure;
and not only that, but as soon as
the child was out of sight, he set off
galloping as hard as he could go.
Little Red Riding-Hood had no
cause to hurry, it being yet early;
she loitered along the pleasant forest
path, to gather the pretty wild-flow-
ers that grew by the wayside, to
make a nosegay. "Grand-mamma
likes flowers," she said to herself,
"and she will be pleased if I bring
her a handsome nosegay; and a few
wood-strawberries to eat with her
cakes will, perhaps, please her, too."
The pace at which the wolf ran
soon brought him to the grandmoth-
er's cottage.
Then he knocked at the door,
giving two little taps, as Little Red
Riding-Hood might have done.

Who's there ?" cried the old dame.
"'Tis I," said the wolf, imitating
Little Red Riding-Hood's voice.
The grandmother, as she lay in
bed, almost asleep, thought her grand-
child must have a bad cold to speak
in such a gruff way. Never suspect-
ing for a moment any one else was
there, she said: "Pull the bobbin
and the latch will fly up, and come
So the wolf took the bobbin in his
teeth, and gave it a jerk; then, putting
his shoulder to the door, pushed it
open and went in-very much to the
old dame's astonishment and alarm,
for she knew him to be a cruel, dis-
honest fellow; and as she was certain
he had some evil design in coming
there, she was on her guard against
"Good-morning, Madam," said the
wolf, trying to be agreeable, but
looking as if he meant to eat her
Good-morning to you, sir," replied
the dame, as she moved to the other
side of the bed.
"Your grandchild told me this
morning you had been unwell, so I
thought I would call to see how you

Little Red Riding-Hood.

The granddame saw the wolf looked
fierce and hungry, so she instantly
got off the bed, away from the wolf,
and moved toward the door of a
closet, or small room, saying: "Pray,
excuse me a minute, Sir; I am not
dressed to receive company."
"Don't mind me, I beg," said the
wolf, with a horrid grin, looking
savagely hungry, and made a spring
across the bed, and seized the wrap-
per she had on with his teeth. But
fright made the old dame active,
and, as quick as thought, she slipped
off her loose wrapper which the
wolf had hold of, and darted into
the closet, and bolted the door,
before he could recover himself;
then fell down in a fainting-fit
through fright.
The wolf grinned horribly with
rage and disappointment, saying to
himself: "Well, never mind, she is
safe enough; Little Red Riding-Hood
will soon be here; I'll have her for
breakfast, and finish the old woman
for dinner."
With these savage thoughts, the
wolf put on the dame's wrapper and
night-cap, and got into bed, pulling
the clothes well up to hide his hairy
face. Presently he heard Little Red

Riding-Hood coming to the door;
then came tap! tap! tap!
"Who's there?" cried the wolf,
this time trying to imitate the grand-
mother's voice.
Little Red Riding-Hood thought,
"what a bad cold grandmother has
got to make her speak so hoarse;"
but suspecting nothing wrong, she
replied, Your grandchild, with some
nice cakes, and a pot of fresh but-
"Pull the bobbin, my dear," said
the wolf, "and the latch will fly
Little Red Riding-Hood did as
she was told, and walked into the
room, all fresh and rosy with her
walk, her basket on one arm, and
the wild flowers on the other. She
was greatly surprised when she saw
how strange the old lady looked as
she lay tucked up in bed.
"Whatever can have made grand-
mother's eyes so green?" thought
she, as she employed herself in ar-
ranging the flowers she had brought
with her on the mantel-piece; and,
as she was a tasty little thing, she
soon made the place look quite fresh
and neat. When she had finished,
she turned her bright face to granny


with a look of triumph, and bade
her see how pretty she had made
her room.
Now, the pretended grandmother
appeared to be very ill indeed, and

said in a feeble voice, Oh! my dear
grandchild, will you not come into
bed with your poor old granny; I am
too ill to get up and talk to you ?"
Little Red Riding-Hood obeyed


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without hesitation, and so tired was himself at the success of his plans.
she with her long walk, that in a He could not help admiring the
moment she had fallen asleep. beautiful little girl as she lay there
Now, the wolf was so sure of his sleeping, and thought what a nice
prey, that he felt quite pleased with breakfast he would have presently.

Little Red Ridizng-Hood.

But, like many wicked people,
he deceived himself, as we shall
presently see.
You remember the wood-cutters,
who saw the wolf with Little Red
Riding-Hood when they met in the
forest. Well, they suspected the
wolf had some evil design that made
him so very civil. So they thought
it prudent to see that Little Red
Riding-Hood came to no harm, and
hastened to the cottage to see that
all was right. But what was their
surprise, on looking through the win-
dow, to see Little Red Riding-Hood
in bed, and the wolf standing over
her. There she lay, with her rosy
cheeks and pretty mouth,, and close
to her the great hairy face of the
wolf, with green eyes and long
teeth. While they were looking at
them with astonishment, Little Red
Riding-Hood awoke, and began to
tell her grandmother (as she sup-
posed) all that had occurred since
she left home, and how she had
met the wolf.
"And, oh! grandmamma, he was
so polite, and offered to carry my
basket for me."
"Did he, indeed, my dear," said
the wolf, and laughed.

"Yes; and he asked, me where I
was going. I told him you were
sick, and I was coming to see you,
and bring you the cakes and butter.
He was sorry to hear you were sick,
and he said he would call and see
you; and I rather expected to find
him here. Do you think I shall see
him before I leave, grandma ?"
"I should not wonder if you did,"
replied the wolf, and gave her a
loving hug.
"Grandmamma," cried the child,
in the greatest surprise, "what great
strong arms you have got."
"The better to embrace you with,
my dear child," said the wolf.
"But, grandma, what long, stiff
ears you have got."
"The better to hear what you say,
my darling," said the wolf, and his
eyes glared greener than ever.
"What large green eyes you have
got, grandma," said Little Red Riding-
Hood, so frightened she knew not
what to say.
"The better to see you with, my
child," chuckled the wolf, showing
his ugly teeth.
Little Red Riding-Hood now sat
up in bed, in the greatest terror.
Grandmamma what a large

Little Red Riding-Hood.

mouth, and ho! what big teeth you
have got."
"Ah! ah! ah! The better to tear
you to pieces, and eat you with,"
said the wolf-throwing off his dis-
guise, giving a hungry growl, and
opening his mouth to bite her throat
-when whack! came a spear on his
head, then two or three stabs, which
knocked him off the bed, howling
The woodmen, who had seen and
heard what the wolf was at, rushed
in just in time to save the life of
dear Little Red Riding-Hood. The
wolf howled for mercy, but they
soon killed him.
They asked Little Red Riding-
Hood where her grandmother was,
but she could not tell, because she
supposed the wolf was her grand-
mother. She was like one in a
They feared at first that the wolf
must have carried her off, or else
eaten her up. But one of the wood-
men, hearing the dame in the closet,
burst open the door, and to their
great relief they found her safe.
Little Red Riding-Hood fell upon
her neck, kissing her and weeping
for joy.

One of the woodmen said to
Little Red Riding-Hood, in a kind,
friendly manner: "Don't you think
it would have been better if you
had come straight to your grand-
mother, without stopping to gos-
sip with the wolf? You would
then have escaped this danger. Let
this be a warning to you through
Little Red Riding-Hood was too
much flurried to reply, but she kissed
the woodman, and tears flowed down
her cheeks freely. When she had
become composed, she promised to
do better in future.
The grandmother soon recovered
from her terrible fright, and produced
what good things she had to regale
the woodmen with, of which they eat
heartily, making a breakfast and
dinner in one. Little Red Riding-
Hood and her grandmother ate but
little, but they did their utmost to
make their deliverers welcome. The
woodmen highly complimented the
grandmother at her outwitting the
cunning old wolf.
After the woodmen had feasted
well, they escorted Little Red Riding-
Hood home, and took the grand-
mother along with them.


When they got home, and told the
end of the wicked wolf, all the vil-
lagers rejoiced to hear their enemy
had been destroyed. A great deal of
good advice was given to Little Red

Riding-Hood by her friends, which
is to be hoped was a benefit to her.
In the village that evening all the
neighbors assembled, and they had
much rejoicing.


But I must leave you to imagine
all that, and conclude with the
advice the woodmen gave to Little
Red Riding-Hood, and which I give

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