_ Yes, Mr. Miller, and he said he would race
with me to my grandmother's house.
_Miller._ My dear child, I will call the men who are chopping trees in
the forest and they will catch Mr. Wolf. He is no friend of ours, and
you must not talk with him, for he is cruel and will do you harm.
_Little Red Riding-Hood._ Will he? Then I will never say another word to
him. But I must hurry on to dear grandmother's.
SCENE III.--_Grandmother's House_
_Little Red Riding-Hood._ Here I am at the door; I will knock. May I
come in, dear grandmother?
_Wolf_ (_in the house_). Open the latch and walk in.
_Little Red Riding-Hood._ Here I am, dear grandmother! I am so glad the
bad wolf did not get here first. Are you so sick you must stay in bed?
See the nice butter and honey that mother sent you. And see the pretty
flowers I've brought you.
_Wolf._ Thank you, my child.
_Little Red Riding-Hood._ How rough your voice is, grandmother!
_Wolf._ That's because I've such a bad cold.
_Little Red Riding-Hood._ But how bright your eyes are, grandmother!
_Wolf._ The better to see you, my child.
_Little Red Riding-Hood._ How long your arms are, grandmother!
_Wolf._ The better to hold you, my child.
_Little Red Riding-Hood._ And how big your teeth are, grandmother!
_Wolf._ The better to eat you--ugh! ugh!
[_The miller and the wood choppers rush in._]
_Mr. Miller._ Here's an end to you, Mr. Wolf! These men with their axes
will stop your cruel deeds.
[_The wolf runs out, followed by the men._]
Come, little Red Riding-Hood, don't be afraid. The wolf can't harm you
now. Here is your grandmother, who has just come home from the village.
She will take care of you.
[Illustration]
_Little Red Riding-Hood._ Dear grandmother! I thought that the wolf was
you.
_Grandmother._ Darling little Red Riding-Hood! How glad I am that you
are safe. Now you must stay with me till your mother comes, and we will
tell her how the brave men saved you and me from the hungry wolf. Won't
she be glad to see her little Red Riding-Hood again?
GOLDILOCKS, OR THE THREE BEARS
PERSONS IN THE PLAY--GOLDILOCKS, THE DOLLIE, FATHER BEAR, MOTHER BEAR,
BABY BEAR
SCENE I.--_Goldilocks in the Garden with her Doll_
_Goldilocks._ O dear! I do wish mother would come home. I am going to
meet her. She told me not to go out of the garden lest I should get
lost; but if I keep in the road, I _can't_ get lost! Come, Dollie, you
and I will
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