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It was so with all the others the Red Riding-hoods, the princesses, the Bo Peeps, and with every one of the characters who came to the Mayor's ball; Red Riding-hood looked round, with big, frightened eyes, all ready to spy the wolf, and carried her little pat of butter and pot of honey gingerly in her basket; Bo Peep's eyes looked red with weeping for the loss of her sheep; and the princesses swept about so grandly in their splendid brocaded trains, and held their crowned heads so high that people half believed them to be true princesses.
From these foreign sources, after the voice of the English reciter was hushed and it was hushed in England more than a century ago our great-grandmothers learnt to tell of Cinderella and Beauty and the Beast, of Little Red Riding-hood and Blue Beard, mingled together in the Cabinet des Fees with Sinbad the Sailor and Aladdin's wondrous lamp; for that was an uncritical age, and its spirit breathed hot and cold, east and west, from all quarters of the globe at once, confusing the traditions and tales of all times and countries into one incongruous mass of fable, as much tangled and knotted as that famous pound of flax which the lassie in one of these Tales is expected to spin into an even wool within four-and-twenty hours.
Thus equipped, she crept out by the back door, and having got thus free, she hurried along, never looking behind her till she came to the main road to Edinburgh, when she mounted the umbrella one used by her father, and so large that it was more like a main-sheet than a covering suitable to so small a personage; so it behoved, that if she met any other "travellers on purpose bent," the moving body must have appeared to be some small tent on its way to a fair, carried by the proprietor thereof, of whom no more could be seen but the two short toddling legs, and the hem of the black riding-hood.
"And Grandma and I have lived ever since In the little brown house so small, And churned fresh butter and made cream cheeses, Nor seen the wolf at all. "So cry no more for fear I am eaten, The naughty wolf is shot, And if you will come to tea some evening You shall see for yourself I'm not." Johnnie was immensely pleased at this, for Red Riding-Hood was a great favorite of hers.
He said her eyes got so big it made him think of the times she used to imitate the wolf in Red Riding-Hood and scare us 'most to death when we were young. When Billy told me that, I saw that perhaps we shouldn't have told Peggy, so the next day I went over to Lorraine's again to ask her what she thought about it.
"I should like to be the angel " murmured Nora, low enough to have no one's attention but Daisy's. The rest were agreeing that the picture would be excellent and had just the right performers assigned to it. Daisy was puzzled. It seemed to her that Nora had a general desire for everything. "Ella will be one of the princes in the tower," Preston went on. "Nora will be Red Riding-Hood."
"I should like to have one dress," said Nora. "I am not anything at all. All the fun is in the dress. You are to have four dresses." "Well, so are you to have four." "No, I am not. What four?" "This one, you know; and Red Riding-hood and the Princes in the Tower and Cinderella."
Walters?" asked the sheriff, sternly, meeting her and bringing the handcuffs. "There's somebody in my bed!" she cried, wringing her hands. "I believe it's the devil." "It's my 'coon," said the carpenter, laughing; for by this time we were all gathered together. "What a dear 'coon!" said the sewing-girl. "Oh, Mrs. Walters! You are like Little Red Riding-hood!" said Sylvia.
"The Song of the Shirt." "Little Red Riding-Hood." "The Duel from the 'Corsican Brothers." "Heloise in Her Cell." "William Tell Shooting the Apple From His Son's Head," etc., etc., etc. The idea is that of a waxwork exhibition, the characters being personated, after a burlesque fashion, by living performers.
She had got over her hatred of the part, for she looked pleased and pleasant; and the little basket in her hand and the short petticoat and neat little feet completed a tidy Red Riding-Hood. The applause was loud. "Lovely!" the ladies said. "What a sweet little thing! how beautiful she looks!"
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