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LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD.
LITTLE RED RIDING-H00D.
O NCE 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 woman,
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 shoulders. Her
cheeks were as rosy as 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
So it is no wonder she became the
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
grandmother, to show how much she
appreciated 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 charming
in this riding-hood, and she found it
so handy and convenient, she seldom
went abroad without it; hail, rain, or
shine, she would wear it-in fact, it
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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 village, the neigh-
bors 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 grand-
mother'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
Little 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
kisses, and saying "Good-bye," trip-
ped off as gay and light-hearted as
any of the little birds that were sing-
ing on the boughs of the trees.
Now, there were some woodmen
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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 disap-
pointed, for the watch-dog had 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
desperately hungry this morning, and
out of temper, for he falt 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
Master Wolf walked daintily up
to Little Red Riding-Hood, wagging
his tail, and tried his best to appear
as amiable as possible, and suc-
ceeded very well; only his great green
eyes had a most treacherous look,
and glared in a hungry, and very
uncomfortable manner. When he
smiled, he showed a double row of
sharp, dangerous-looking white teeth.
But she felt not the slightest fear of
him. The wolf made a graceful bow,
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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
I am going to my grandmother'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 taking 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!
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;
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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-
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, dishonest fellow; and as she
was certain he had some evil design
in coming there, she was on her
guard against him.
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
The granddame saw the wolf looked
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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, be-
fore he could recover himself; then
fell down in a fainting-fit through
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
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-
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 butter."
"Pull the bobbin, my dear," said the
wolf, "and the latch will fly up."
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
got up on the bed, and 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
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
without hesitation, and so tired was
she with her long walk, that in a
moment she had fallen asleep.
Now, the wolf was so sure of his
prey, that,he felt quite pleased with
himself at the success of his plans.
He could not help admiring the
beautiful little girl as she lay there
sleeping, and thought what a nice
breakfast he would have presently.
But, like many wicked people, he
deceived himself, as we shall pres-
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-
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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 supposed)
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
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 Rid-
ing-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.
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"' Grandmamma! what a large
mouth, and oh! what big teeth you
"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
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 gossip
with the wolf? You would then
have escaped this danger. Let this
be a warning to you through life."
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.
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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
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
my readers by way of moral-
If in this world secure you'd be,
From danger, strife, and care;
Take heed with whom you keep company,
And how-and when-and where.
NELLIE'S CHIRISTMAS EVE.
NELLIE'S CHRISTMAS EVE.
BY MISS FANNY WIGHT.
IT was just before Christmas---the fast coming night
Fell in darkness and storm, every object was white;
With the soft, drifting snow, falling steadily down
On the house-tops and streets of a New England town.
Underneath a stone archway, crouched in a small heap,
A little child nestled as though fast asleep;
But her dark eyes looked out through the pitiless storm,
And she held her shawl closer, to keep herself warm.
Thus for hours had she waited---cold, hungry, alone,
Sad at heart and forsaken---yet never a moan
Had escaped her pale lips, as her motionless form
Lay helpless, half-frozen, and drenched by the storm.
A kind watchman, at length, upon going his round,
Peering into the archway, the little one found;
Gently lifted her up in his strong arms, and said,
" Deary me, little Missy, why are n't you in bed ?"
Nellie's Christmas Eve.
" Why, because," sobbed the child, I've not got any bed,
For mamma, sir, you see, is what people call dead,
Though she told me herself, when she bade me good-bye,
She was going to Heaven, and said I must try
To be such a good girl, that perhaps by-and-by,
The dear angels would take me up into the sky!
Two long nights I have waited, and yet they don't come;
Do you think that their wings with the cold are too numb
To fly down here and fetch me? Ah! then I must go,
All alone by myself, through the darkness and snow,
Till I find dear mamma, and her home, for you see
I'm afraid she is crying and fretting for me!
And to-morrow, they say, will be Christmas Eve;
If I only could start right away, I believe
We might spend it together. So, please put me down,
And show me the shortest way out of the town."
" But, my child," said the watchman, I can't let you go
All alone on your errand through darkness and snow;
I will keep you to-night, safely sheltered, and warm,
And if in the morning it ceases to storm,