morning, Little Red Riding Hood." He would have liked to eat her on the spot, but some woodcutters were at work hard by, and he feared they might kill him in turn.

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5. Good morning, Master Wolf," replied the little girl, who had no thought of being afraid. And where may you be going?" said the wolf. "I am going to my grandmother's," replied Little Red Riding Hood, "to take her a cake and a pot of butter, for she is ill.”

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6. "And where does poor grandmother live?" asked the wolf.

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Down past the mill on the other side of the wood," said the simple-hearted child.

7. "Well, I don't mind if I go and see her, too," said the wolf; "so I'll take this road, and do you take that, and we'll see which will be there first."

He knew well enough that he had the nearest way, for he could dash through the underbrush, and swim a pond, and so by a very short cut bring himself to the old dame's door. He guessed, too, that the little girl would stop to gather strawberries in the wood, and make a nosegay of sweet flowers for her old grandmother.

8. And sure enough, the wolf, who cared neither for strawberries nor wild flowers, was very soon at the cottage.

He knocked at the door with his paw, thump! thump!

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9. Who is there?" cried grandmother.

"It's I, your grandchild, Little Red Riding Hood, come to see how you are, and to bring you a cake and a pot of butter," said the wolf, as well as he could. He made his voice sound like that of the little girl.

"Pull the bobbin and the latch will fly up," called the grandmother from her bed.

10. The wolf pulled the bobbin, and in he went. Without a word he sprang upon the old woman and ate her up in no time, for he had not tasted food for three days.

11. Then he shut the door, and got into the grandmother's bed, but first put on her cap and nightgown. He laughed in his sleeve to think of the trick he was to play upon Little Red Riding Hood, who must soon be coming.

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What the wolf said first to the little girl, and her reply. Notice the places where capitals and marks of punctuation are to be used.

XVII. LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD.

Part II.

All this time Little Red Riding Hood was on her way through the wood.

She stopped to listen to the birds that sang so sweetly over her head; she picked the sweet strawberries that her grandmother liked, and she made a bright nosegay of the flowers that sprang all along her way.

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A wasp buzzed about her head and lighted on her flowers. Eat as much as you like," she said; "only do not sting me." He buzzed the louder, but soon flew away.

And a little bird, a tom-tit, came and pecked at the strawberries in her basket. "Take all you want, pretty tom-tit," said Little Red Riding Hood; "there will still be plenty left for grandmother and me." "Tweat, tweat," sang the bird, and was soon out of sight.

And now she came upon an old dame who was looking for cresses. "Let me fill your basket," she said, and she gave her the bread she had brought to eat by the way.

The dame soon rose, and patting the little maid upon the head, said, "Thank you, Little Red

Riding Hood; and now, if you should meet the green huntsman as you go, pray give him my respects, and tell him there is game in the wind."

Little Red Riding Hood looked all about for the green huntsman. She had never seen or heard of such a person before.

At last she passed by a pool of water, so green that you would have taken it for grass. As often as she had passed that way she had never seen it before. There she saw a huntsman, clad all He stood looking at some birds that flew above his head.

in green.

"Good morning, Mr. Huntsman," said Little Red Riding Hood; "the water-cress woman sends her respects to you, and says there is game in the wind."

The huntsman nodded. He bent his ear to the ground to listen; then he took an arrow, and strung his bow. What can it mean?" thought

the little girl.

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She came soon to her grandmother's cottage, and gave a little tap at the door. Who's there?" cried the wolf.

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The hoarse voice made Little Red Riding Hood start; but she said to herself, "Poor grandmother must have a bad cold."

"It's I, your Little Red Riding Hood," she said. "I've come to see how you are, and to bring you a pot of butter and a cake from mother."

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Pull the bobbin, and the latch will fly up," called the wolf. Little Red Riding Hood did so, and went into the cottage.

Put the cake and butter on the table," said the wolf; "then come and help me to rise." He had hid his head under the bed clothes.

She took off her things, and went to the bed to do as she had been bidden. "Why, grandmother," she said, "what long arms you have!" "The better to hug you, my dear," said the wolf.

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And, grandmother, what long ears you have!" "The better to hear you, my dear.”

"But, grandmother, what great eyes you have!” The better to see you, my dear."

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"But, grandmother, what big teeth you have!" "The better to eat you with, my dear," said the wolf; and he was just going to spring upon poor Little Red Riding Hood, when a wasp flew into the room and stung him upon the nose.

The wolf gave a cry, and a little bird outside, a pretty tom-tit, said, "Tweat, tweat!" This told the green huntsmen it was time to let fly his arrow, and the wolf was killed on the spot.