over, shot through the head. Then in came the LITTLE
forester, and this was little Red Riding-Hood’s _ RED -
father. He had seen the wolf hasting off in the aoe.
same direction in which he saw afterwards his
little daughter had gone, so thought the cunning
and cruel beast was after mischief, and he hastened
in the same direction with his gun. Poor little
Red Riding-Hood was so frightened that she
could not walk home, and could only sob and cling
to her father, and so he carried her, and as he car-
ried her, he said:
‘A little maid
Must be afraid
To do other than her mother told her.
Of idling must be wary,
Of gossiping be chary,
She'll learn prudence by the time that she is older.’

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