Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a little pretty girl called Little Red Riding Hood. One day her mother, having made some cakes, said to her,
"Go, my dear, and see how your grandmother is doing, for I hear she has been very ill. Take her a cake, and this little pot of butter." Little Red Riding Hood set out immediately to go to her grandmother, who lived in another village.

As she was going through the wood, she met with a wolf, who had a very great mind to eat her up, but he dared not, because of some woodcutters working nearby in the forest. He asked her where she was going. The poor child, who did not know that it was dangerous to stay and talk to a wolf, said to him,
"I am going to see my grandmother and carry her a cake and a little pot of butter from my mother."

The wolf arrived at the grandmother's house earlier than Little Red Riding Hood. After he ate up the grandmother, he disguised as her. When Little Red Riding Hood came in the house, she was greatly amazed to see how her grandmother looked in her nightclothes, and said to her,