Journeys through Bookland : a new and original plan for reading applied to the world's best literature for children . ght away witha basket filled with cakes and the pat of butter, togo to her grandmothers house, which was in anothervillage a little way off. As she was going through a wood which lay inher road, she met a large wolf, who had a very greatmind to eat her up; but he dared not, because ofsome woodcutters near by in the forest. Yet hespoke to her and asked her where she was going. The poor child, who did not know that it is alwaysdangerous to stand and hear a wolf talk, said to him:
Journeys through Bookland : a new and original plan for reading applied to the world's best literature for children . ght away witha basket filled with cakes and the pat of butter, togo to her grandmothers house, which was in anothervillage a little way off. As she was going through a wood which lay inher road, she met a large wolf, who had a very greatmind to eat her up; but he dared not, because ofsome woodcutters near by in the forest. Yet hespoke to her and asked her where she was going. The poor child, who did not know that it is alwaysdangerous to stand and hear a wolf talk, said to him: I am going to see my grandmamma and carrythese cakes and this pat of butter from my mamma. Does your grandmother live far off? asked thewolf. Oh, yes, answered Little Red Riding-Hood;she lives beyond that mill yonder, in the first housein the village. Well, said the wolf, Ill go and see her go this way and you go that way, and well seewholl be there first. The wolf set out as fast as he could run, takingthe nearest way, and it was not long before hereached the old womans house. Little Red Riding Hood 81. He knocked at the door, tap, tap, tap. A voice ill the house said: Whos there? The ^Volf rephed, speaking as much hke LittleRed Riding-Hood as he could: It is your grandchild. Little Red have brought you some cheese cakes and a littlepat of butter that mamma has sent you. The good grandmother, Mho was ill in bed, criedout: Pull the bobbin, and the latch will go up! The wolf pulled the bobbin, the door opened, andin he jumped. Presently he caught the good womanand ate her up in a hurry, for it Mas more thanthree days since he had touched a bit of food. Then he shut the door, and, climbing into thegrandmothers bed, Maited for Little Red Riding-Hood. wShe had gone the longest M^ay round and hadstopped to gather nuts, to run after butterflies andto make nosegays of the little floM^ers that she foundby the M-ay; but shortly after the Molf had got intobed she r
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