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LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD.
ting well, owing, I have no doubt, to the patient nursing of her good grandchild. Still she was very weak. It was in the Autumn of the year, when honey is taken from the hives of the bees.
This year, Little Red Riding Hood's bees had made some delicious honey, and as soon as it was put into pots, her first thought was to take some to her grandmother. Having got up very early one morning she said to her mother,
"Pray, dear mother, let me take a pot of honey to grandmother this morning."
"So you shall," answered the mother, "and also a nice pat of fresh butter. Put on your little red hood, and get a clean cloth for the butter, and your little basket ready."
Little Red Riding Hood was full of glee at the thoughts of going, and was ready
