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Little Red Riding Hood

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You may want to compare it to The Brothers Grimm version, Little Red-Cap.

Once upon a time there was a dear little girl who was loved by every one who looked at her, but most of all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the child. Once she gave her a little cap of red velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear anything else. So she was always called Little Red Riding Hood.

One day her mother said to her, "Come, Little Red Riding Hood, here is a piece of cake and a bottle of wine. Take them to your grandmother, she is ill and weak, and they will do her good. Set out before it gets hot, and when you are going, walk nicely and quietly and do not run off the path, or you may fall and break the bottle, and then your grandmother will get nothing. And when you go into her room, don't forget to say, good-morning, and don't peep into every corner before you do it. "

I will take great care, said Little Red Riding Hood to her mother, and gave her hand on it.

The grandmother lived out in the wood, half a league from the village, and just as Little Red Riding Hood entered the wood, a wolf met her. Little Red Riding Hood did not know what a wicked creature he was, and was not at all afraid of him.

"Good-day, Little Red Riding Hood," said he.

"Thank you kindly, wolf."

"Whither away so early, Little Red Riding Hood?"

"To my grandmother's."

"What have you got in your apron?"

"Cake and wine. Yesterday was baking-day, so poor sick grandmother is to have something good, to make her stronger."

"Where does your grandmother live, Little Red Riding Hood?"

"A good quarter of a league farther on in the wood. Her house stands under the three large oak-trees, the nut-trees are just below. You surely must know it," replied Little Red Riding Hood.

The wolf thought to himself, "What a tender young creature. What a nice plump mouthful, she will be better to eat than the old woman. I must act craftily, so as to catch both." So he walked for a short time by the side of Little Red Riding Hood, and then he said, "see Little Red Riding Hood, how pretty the flowers are about here. Why do you not look round. I believe, too, that you do not hear how sweetly the little birds are singing. You walk gravely along as if you were going to school, while everything else out here in the wood is merry."

Little Red Riding Hood raised her eyes, and when she saw the sunbeams dancing here and there through the trees, and pretty flowers growing everywhere, she thought, suppose I take grandmother a fresh nosegay. That would please her too. It is so early in the day that I shall still get there in good time. And so she ran from the path into the wood to look for flowers. And whenever she had picked one, she fancied that she saw a still prettier one farther on, and ran after it, and so got deeper and deeper into the wood.

Meanwhile the wolf ran straight to the grandmother's house and knocked at the door.

"Who is there?"

"Little Red Riding Hood," replied the wolf. "She is bringing cake and wine. Open the door."

"Lift the latch," called out the grandmother, "I am too weak, and cannot get up."

The wolf lifted the latch, the door sprang open, and without saying a word he went straight to the grandmother's bed, and devoured her. Then he put on her clothes, dressed himself in her cap, laid himself in bed and drew the curtains.

Little Red Riding Hood, however, had been running about picking flowers, and when she had gathered so many that she could carry no more, she remembered her grandmother, and set out on the way to her.

She was surprised to find the cottage-door standing open, and when she went into the room, she had such a strange feeling that she said to herself, oh dear, how uneasy I feel to-day, and at other times I like being with grandmother so much.

She called out, "Good morning," but received no answer. So she went to the bed and drew back the curtains. There lay her grandmother with her cap pulled far over her face, and looking very strange.

"Oh, grandmother," she said, "what big ears you have."

"The better to hear you with, my child," was the reply.

"But, grandmother, what big eyes you have," she said.

"The better to see you with, my dear."

"But, grandmother, what large hands you have."

"The better to hug you with."

"Oh, but, grandmother, what a terrible big mouth you have."

"The better to eat you with."

And scarcely had the wolf said this, than with one bound he was out of bed and swallowed up Little Red Riding Hood.

When the wolf had appeased his appetite, he lay down again in the bed, fell asleep and began to snore very loud. The huntsman was just passing the house, and thought to himself, how the old woman is snoring. I must just see if she wants anything.

So he went into the room, and when he came to the bed, he saw that the wolf was lying in it. "Do I find you here, you old sinner," said he. "I have long sought you."

Then just as he was going to fire at him, it occurred to him that the wolf might have devoured the grandmother, and that she might still be saved, so he did not fire, but took a pair of scissors, and began to cut open the stomach of the sleeping wolf.

When he had made two snips, he saw the Little Red Riding Hood shining, and then he made two snips more, and the little girl sprang out, crying, "Ah, how frightened I have been. How dark it was inside the wolf."

And after that the aged grandmother came out alive also, but scarcely able to breathe. Little Red Riding Hood, however, quickly fetched great stones with which they filled the wolf's belly, and when he awoke, he wanted to run away, but the stones were so heavy that he collapsed at once, and fell dead.

Then all three were delighted. The huntsman drew off the wolf's skin and went home with it. The grandmother ate the cake and drank the wine which Little Red Riding Hood had brought, and revived, but Little Red Riding Hood thought to herself, as long as I live, I will never by myself leave the path, to run into the wood, when my mother has forbidden me to do so.

It is also related that once when Little Red Riding Hood was again taking cakes to the old grandmother, another wolf spoke to her, and tried to entice her from the path. Little Red Riding Hood, however, was on her guard, and went straight forward on her way, and told her grandmother that she had met the wolf, and that he had said good-morning to her, but with such a wicked look in his eyes, that if they had not been on the public road she was certain he would have eaten her up. "Well," said the grandmother, "we will shut the door, that he may not come in."

Soon afterwards the wolf knocked, and cried, "open the door, grandmother, I am Little Red Riding Hood, and am bringing you some cakes."

But they did not speak, or open the door, so the grey-beard stole twice or thrice round the house, and at last jumped on the roof, intending to wait until Little Red Riding Hood went home in the evening, and then to steal after her and devour her in the darkness. But the grandmother saw what was in his thoughts. In front of the house was a great stone trough, so she said to the child, take the pail, Little Red Riding Hood. I made some sausages yesterday, so carry the water in which I boiled them to the trough. Little Red Riding Hood carried until the great trough was quite full. Then the smell of the sausages reached the wolf, and he sniffed and peeped down, and at last stretched out his neck so far that he could no longer keep his footing and began to slip, and slipped down from the roof straight into the great trough, and was drowned. But Little Red Riding Hood went joyously home, and no one ever did anything to harm her again.

You may enjoy reading a "fractured fairy tale" version of this story in rhyme, How Little Red Riding Hood Came to Be Eaten, and our collection of Favorite Fairy Tales.

The story of Little Red Riding Hood

[en español]

by Leanne Guenther

Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived in a village near the forest. Whenever she went out, the little girl wore a red riding cloak, so everyone in the village called her Little Red Riding Hood.

One morning, Little Red Riding Hood asked her mother if she could go to visit her grandmother as it had been awhile since they'd seen each other.

"That's a good idea," her mother said. So they packed a nice basket for Little Red Riding Hood to take to her grandmother.

When the basket was ready, the little girl put on her red cloak and kissed her mother goodbye.

"Remember, go straight to Grandma's house," her mother cautioned. "Don't dawdle along the way and please don't talk to strangers! The woods are dangerous."

"Don't worry, mommy," said Little Red Riding Hood, "I'll be careful."

But when Little Red Riding Hood noticed some lovely flowers in the woods, she forgot her promise to her mother. She picked a few, watched the butterflies flit about for awhile, listened to the frogs croaking and then picked a few more.

Little Red Riding Hood was enjoying the warm summer day so much, that she didn't notice a dark shadow approaching out of the forest behind her...

Suddenly, the wolf appeared beside her.

"What are you doing out here, little girl?" the wolf asked in a voice as friendly as he could muster.

"I'm on my way to see my Grandma who lives through the forest, near the brook," Little Red Riding Hood replied.

Then she realized how late she was and quickly excused herself, rushing down the path to her Grandma's house.

The wolf, in the meantime, took a shortcut...

The wolf, a little out of breath from running, arrived at Grandma's and knocked lightly at the door.

"Oh thank goodness dear! Come in, come in! I was worried sick that something had happened to you in the forest," said Grandma thinking that the knock was her granddaughter.

The wolf let himself in. Poor Granny did not have time to say another word, before the wolf gobbled her up!

The wolf let out a satisfied burp, and then poked through Granny's wardrobe to find a nightgown that he liked. He added a frilly sleeping cap, and for good measure, dabbed some of Granny's perfume behind his pointy ears.

A few minutes later, Red Riding Hood knocked on the door. The wolf jumped into bed and pulled the covers over his nose. "Who is it?" he called in a cackly voice.

"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood."

"Oh how lovely! Do come in, my dear," croaked the wolf.

When Little Red Riding Hood entered the little cottage, she could scarcely recognize her Grandmother.

"Grandmother! Your voice sounds so odd. Is something the matter?" she asked.

"Oh, I just have touch of a cold," squeaked the wolf adding a cough at the end to prove the point.

"But Grandmother! What big ears you have," said Little Red Riding Hood as she edged closer to the bed.

"The better to hear you with, my dear," replied the wolf.

"But Grandmother! What big eyes you have," said Little Red Riding Hood.

"The better to see you with, my dear," replied the wolf.

"But Grandmother! What big teeth you have," said Little Red Riding Hood her voice quivering slightly.

"The better to eat you with, my dear," roared the wolf and he leapt out of the bed and began to chase the little girl.

Almost too late, Little Red Riding Hood realized that the person in the bed was not her Grandmother, but a hungry wolf.

She ran across the room and through the door, shouting, "Help! Wolf!" as loudly as she could.

A woodsman who was chopping logs nearby heard her cry and ran towards the cottage as fast as he could.

He grabbed the wolf and made him spit out the poor Grandmother who was a bit frazzled by the whole experience, but still in one piece."Oh Grandma, I was so scared!" sobbed Little Red Riding Hood, "I'll never speak to strangers or dawdle in the forest again."

"There, there, child. You've learned an important lesson. Thank goodness you shouted loud enough for this kind woodsman to hear you!"

The woodsman knocked out the wolf and carried him deep into the forest where he wouldn't bother people any longer.

Little Red Riding Hood and her Grandmother had a nice lunch and a long chat.

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Read the fairy tale Little Red Riding Hood online

The fairy tale of Charles Perrault Little Red Riding Hood is one of the undoubted leaders of fairy tale characters all over the world. The story that happened to the girl is short, but it teaches a lot. The love for Grandmother, fearlessness, kindness of the Riding Hood is put at the ready of the evil of the wolf, who lives alone in the dark forest. The fairy tale is perfect for reading at night, many parents choose this fairy tale as the first fairy tale for their child.

Once upon a time in a village there was a girl of unprecedented beauty: her mother loved her without memory, and her grandmother even more.

Once a grandmother sewed a red hat for her beloved granddaughter, and the girl liked it so much that she did not want to take it off. She went everywhere in her cap, and therefore they began to call her Little Red Riding Hood.

Once a mother has baked pies and says to her daughter:

— Go and visit your grandmother, she is not well. Yes, take her pies and a pot of butter. Look only in the forest, do not stop and do not talk to anyone.

Little Red Riding Hood was an obedient girl, she immediately packed up and went to her grandmother, who lived in another village.

She is walking along a forest path when a wolf meets her. The wolf wanted to eat it, but was afraid, because the sound of woodcutters was heard nearby. So he asks:

— Where are you going, Little Red Riding Hood?

The poor girl forgot that it is dangerous to stop in the forest and talk to wolves, and answers him:

— I am going to my grandmother; I bring her pies and a pot of butter.

— Does your grandmother live far away? the wolf asks.

- Very far away! - answers Little Red Riding Hood: - over there behind that mill that can be seen at the edge of the forest; and there will be the first house as you enter the village.

“You know,” the wolf says to her, “I’ll go and visit your grandmother.” - I will go this way, and you go on that one: let's see which of us will reach faster.

And the wolf rushed with all his might to run along the shortest road, and the girl wandered slowly along the longest. Along the way, she collected bouquets and sang songs.

The wolf ran first to the grandmother's house. Knocked:

- Knock, knock.

Who is there?

- It's me, your granddaughter, Little Red Riding Hood, - answered the wolf in a thin voice: - I brought you pies and a pot of butter.

Grandmother was lying in bed because she was a little unwell, and shouted from there:

— Pull the rope, the door will open by itself.

The wolf pulled the rope, the door opened. He rushed at the old woman and swallowed her at once, because he had not eaten anything for more than three days.

Then he locked the door, lay down in his grandmother's bed and began to wait for Little Red Riding Hood, who after a while reached her grandmother's house and knocked:

— Knock, knock.

- Who's there?

Hearing the rough voice, Little Red Riding Hood was frightened at first, but thinking that apparently her grandmother's voice was hoarse due to illness, she answered:

— It's me, your granddaughter, Little Red Riding Hood, who brought you pies and a pot of butter.

The wolf shouted as soon as he could in a thin voice:

— Pull the rope, the door will open by itself.

Little Red Riding Hood pulled the string, the door opened. When the girl entered, the wolf wrapped himself well in a blanket so that she would not recognize him, and said:0003

— Put somewhere a pie and a pot of butter, and go lie down with me, rest after the journey.

Little Red Riding Hood lay down next to her and asked:

— Grandmother, grandmother, why do you have such big hands?

— This, granddaughter, to hug you tighter.

— Grandmother, grandmother, why do you have such big ears?

— This, granddaughter, to hear you better.

— Grandmother, grandmother, why do you have such big eyes?

— This, granddaughter, to see you better.

— Grandmother, grandmother, why do you have such big teeth?

— And this is to eat you!

And with these words, the evil wolf rushed at Little Red Riding Hood and swallowed her. It is good that at that time woodcutters worked in the forest. They heard a noise and ran into the house, where they immediately rushed to the wolf. They freed Little Red Riding Hood and Grandmother. Both were whole and unharmed.

Little Red Riding Hood is one of the most popular fairy tales and not only among the fairy tales of Charles Perrault, but also among the fairy tales of all authors all over the world.

This fairy tale is one of the first stories read to children. A simple and seemingly uncomplicated story of a girl in a red cap, in fact, is a fairy tale with a deep meaning and psychological overtones.

Little Red Riding Hood is a story with a moral and clear conclusions:

You can’t do what your mother doesn’t tell you
You can’t talk to strangers
You can’t go astray
You can’t be too trusting

However, Little Red Riding Hood does bad things. At the first meeting with danger, with a wolf, she forgets all the instructions of her mother and begins to talk with the beast. That is why the girl was eaten at the end of the tale. The sad ending turns into a kind and happy ending with the arrival of the hunters, who kill the wolf and free Red and her grandmother.

Do not try to interpret this tale more seriously and look for hidden subtext in it - it will be wrong. The story has a very clear and subtle meaning.

✨ The original version of the fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood"

The fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood" is familiar to everyone, but most of them are known in a retelling adapted for children. Only a few have read a translation of Little Red Riding Hood by Charles Perrault or the Brothers Grimm that is close to the original text. But this fairy tale also had folk versions that the language does not dare to call a fairy tale for children.

The plot that formed the basis of the fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood" was already known in the 14th century. Most likely, it originated in Italy and from there migrated to France. The most severe version of this story said that the wolf, having met a girl in the forest and found out where she was going, overtook her, killed her grandmother, prepared food from her body, and a drink from her blood, which he treated the granddaughter to, dressed as a grandmother .

Grandmother's cat tried to warn the girl that she was eating her grandmother's remains, but the wolf killed the cat by throwing wooden shoes at her. Then the wolf invites the girl to undress and lie down next to him, and throw the clothes into the fire.

The girl does so, wondering why her grandmother has so much hair, such long nails and such big teeth. To the last question, the wolf replies: "This is to quickly eat you, my child!" and eat the girl.

However, there was a more optimistic version: the girl, realizing that this was not her grandmother at all, outwitted the wolf and ran away.
The wolf in folk versions did not accidentally speak in a human voice and tried to disguise itself as a grandmother. It was not just a wolf, but a werewolf.

Lisa Evans. Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf

In 1697, the French writer Charles Perrault published the book "Tales of Mother Goose, or Stories and Tales of Old Times with Instructions", which included the legend about the girl and the wolf processed by him. In the version of Charles Perrault, the girl got a red headdress, but not a cap at all, as in Russian translations, but a chaperon - a kind of hood. Perrault left the ending with the death of the girl, and also retained the sexual subtext of the folk tale (in the folk tale, the wolf forces the girl to undress and lie down with him), emphasizing it with a moralizing poem.

At the same time, the French writer removed naturalistic scenes from the plot.
Next you can read the original version of the fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood" by Charles Perrault (the translation is quoted from the book by Eric Berne "Games that people play. People who play games").

Charles Perrault. Little Red Riding Hood

Once upon a time there lived in a distant village a lovely little girl. Her mother and grandmother loved her without memory. Grandmother sewed her a red cap, which suited her so well that everyone began to call the girl Little Red Riding Hood.

Harriet Backer. Little Red Riding Hood

Felix Schlesinger. Little Red Riding Hood

Once a mother baked a whole pan of pies and said to her daughter:
— Little Red Riding Hood, the grandmother is sick. Will you take her some cakes and a pot of freshly churned butter?

Walter Crane. Little Red Riding Hood

Charles Sillem Lidderdale. Little Red Riding Hood

Maud Humphrey. Little Red Riding Hood

Little Red Riding Hood immediately got up and went to her grandmother. And her grandmother lived in another village, behind a dense, wild forest.
While walking through the forest, she met a wolf. The wolf wanted to eat it, but was afraid, because woodcutters worked nearby. So he came up with a plan.
—Where are you going, my baby? asked the wolf.
"See your grandmother," said Little Red Riding Hood. “I have a pot of freshly churned butter and pies for her.
—And how far do you have to go? asked the wolf.
"Far away," said Little Red Riding Hood. “Her house is quite far from here, the first one on the other side of the forest.
"I also want to visit my grandmother," said the cunning wolf. “I will go this path, and you another. Let's see which one of us gets there first.

Emilio Freixas. Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf

Gabriel Ferrier. Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf

Jose Cruz Herrera. Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf

Walter Crane. Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf

Gustave Dore. Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf

The wolf rushed to run with all his might along the shortest path, and Little Red Riding Hood went along the longest path. She picked flowers, sang funny songs, played with beautiful butterflies.

Francis John Deffett. Little Red Riding Hood

Meanwhile the wolf ran to the grandmother's house. He knocked twice on the door.
—Who's there? Grandma asked.
"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood," said the wolf in a girl's voice. “I brought you cakes and a pot of freshly churned butter.
Grandma was in bed because she was sick.
"Open the door and come in," she called.

Walter Crane. Wolf and grandma

The wolf burst into the room. He had not eaten for three whole days and was therefore very hungry. He immediately swallowed Grandma. Then he pulled on his grandmother's dressing gown, climbed onto the bed and began to wait for Little Red Riding Hood, who after a while came and knocked on the door.

Carol Lawson. Little Red Riding Hood

Isabel Oakley Naftel. Little Red Riding Hood

Who is there? asked the Wolf in his grandmother's voice. His voice was hoarse, but Little Red Riding Hood thought Grandmother had a sore throat.
"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood," she said. “I brought you cakes and a pot of freshly churned butter.
"Open the door and come in," said the wolf in as gentle a voice as he could.
He pulled the blanket up to his eyes.
"Put your basket on the table and come to me," said the wolf.

Walter Crane. Little Red Riding Hood and Wolf

Little Red Riding Hood came closer. She said:
— Grandmother, what long arms you have!
"It's to hug you better, my dear," said the wolf.
—Grandma, what long ears you have!
—To hear you better, my dear.
—Grandma, what big eyes you have!
—To see you better, my dear.
—Grandma, what big teeth you have!
-This is to eat you! - said the wolf and swallowed Little Red Riding Hood.

Arthur Rackham. Little Red Riding Hood / Little Red Riding Hood

Morality
For little kids, not without reason
(And especially for girls,
beauties and darlings),
Encountering all sorts of men on the way,
You can’t listen to insidious speeches -
Otherwise, the wolf can eat.
I said: wolf! Wolves are innumerable,
But there are others among them
Rogues, so ventilated,
That, exuding sweet flattery,
The maiden's honor is guarded,
Accompanying their walks home,
They take them bye-bye through the dark back streets...
But the wolf, alas, is more modest than it seems,
That's why he is always crafty and scarier!
In 1812, the Brothers Grimm published a collection of fairy tales, which included the updated Little Red Riding Hood. There were many differences from the version of Charles Perrault: the motive of the ban, which the girl violates; the girl is not carrying cakes and a pot of butter, but a piece of cake and a bottle of wine; grandmother does not live in another village, but right in the forest; at the end, the grandmother and the girl are saved by the lumberjack, and the wolf dies.
Next, you can read the translation of the fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood" by the Brothers Grimm, made by P. N. Polev.

Brothers Grimm. Little Red Riding Hood

Wow, what a nice little girl she was! She was sweet to everyone who only saw her; well, and she was the sweetest and dearest of all to her grandmother, who didn’t even know what to give her, her beloved granddaughter.

One day she gave her a red velvet cap, and since this cap suited her very well and she did not want to wear anything else, they began to call her Little Red Riding Hood. One day her mother said to her: “Well, Little Red Riding Hood, here, take this piece of cake and a bottle of wine, take it to your grandmother; she is both sick and weak, and it will do her good. Get out of the house before the heat sets in, and when you get out, go smart and don’t run to the side of the road, otherwise, you’ll probably fall and break the bottle, and then grandma won’t get anything. And when you come to your grandmother, then do not forget to say hello to her, and not just to look into all the corners first, and then go up to your grandmother. “I’ll do everything right,” said Little Red Riding Hood to her mother and assured her of that with her word.

Sarah Ellen Sanf. Little Red Riding Hood

And my grandmother lived in the forest itself, half an hour's walk from the village. And as soon as Little Red Riding Hood entered the forest, she met a wolf. The girl, however, did not know what kind of fierce beast it was, and was not at all afraid of him. "Hello Little Red Riding Hood," he said. "Thank you for your kind words, wolf." “Where did you get out so early, Little Red Riding Hood?” - "To Grandma". “What are you carrying under your apron?” “A piece of cake and wine. Yesterday our mother baked pies, and so she sends a sick and weak grandmother to please her and strengthen her strength. “Little Red Riding Hood, where does your grandmother live?” - “And here is another good quarter of an hour further in the forest, under three old oaks; there stands her house, surrounded by a hedge of hazel. Will you know now?” said Little Red Riding Hood.

And the wolf was thinking to himself: “This little, tender girl will be a nice piece for me, cleaner than an old woman; it is necessary to do this so cunningly business, so that both of them hit me on the tooth.

So he went for some time with Little Red Riding Hood next to her and began to say to her: “Look at these glorious flowers that grow around - look around! You, perhaps, don’t even hear the birds, how they sing? You go, as if to school, without turning around; and in the forest, go, how fun!

Little Red Riding Hood looked up, and as she saw the rays of the sun cutting through the quivering foliage of trees, as she looked at the many wonderful flowers, she thought: “What if I brought a fresh bunch of flowers to my grandmother, because that would also please her; now it’s still so early that I’ll always have time to get to her on time!” Yes, and ran off the road to the side, into the forest, and began to pick flowers. She picks one flower a little, and another beckons her, even better, and she will run after it, and so farther and farther she went into the depths of the forest.

Carl Offterdinger. Little Red Riding Hood

Gari Melchers. Little Red Riding Hood

And the wolf ran straight to the grandmother's house and knocked at the door. "Who's there?" - "Red Riding Hood; I bring you a pie and wine, open it!” - "Press on the latch," Grandma shouted, "I'm too weak and I can't get out of bed."
The wolf pressed the latch, the door swung open, and he entered the grandmother's hut; he rushed straight to his grandmother's bed and swallowed it all at once.
Then he put on his grandmother's dress and her bonnet on her head, lay down in bed and drew the curtains all around.

Little Red Riding Hood, meanwhile, ran and ran for flowers, and when she collected as many as she could carry, then she again remembered her grandmother and went to her house.

She was very surprised that the door was wide open, and when she entered the room everything seemed so strange to her that she always with such pleasure nursed to the grandmother!” So she said: "Good morning!"

No answer.
She went up to the bed, pulled back the curtains, and saw: Grandmother was lying, and she had pulled her bonnet down to her very nose, and it seemed so strange.

“Grandma, what about grandma? Why do you have such big ears?” “So that I can hear you better.” - “Ah, grandmother, but what big eyes you have!” "That's so I can see you better." - “Grandma, what big hands you have!” "That's so I can hug you more easily." “But, grandmother, why do you have such a nasty big mouth?” “And then so that I can eat you!” And as soon as the wolf said this, he jumped out from under the blanket and swallowed poor Little Red Riding Hood.

Eugene Feyen. Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf / Little Red Riding Hood

Gustave Dore. Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf / Little Red Riding Hood

Having satiated in this way, the wolf again lay down in bed, fell asleep, and began to snore to the fullest.
The hunter was just at that time passing by his grandmother's house and thought: "Why is this old woman snoring like that, has something happened to her?"

He entered the house, went to the bed and saw that the wolf had climbed into it. “That's where I got you, you old sinner! the hunter said. "I've been getting to you for a long time."
And he was about to kill him with a gun, but it occurred to him that the wolf might have swallowed his grandmother and that she could still be saved; therefore he did not shoot, but took scissors and began to rip open the belly of the sleeping wolf.

As soon as I cut it, I saw that a little red riding hood flashed there; and then he began to cut, and a girl jumped out of there and exclaimed: “Oh, how scared I was, how I got caught by a wolf in his dark womb!”
And after Little Red Riding Hood, the old grandmother somehow got out and could hardly catch her breath.

Little Red Riding Hood hastily dragged large stones, which they piled into the wolf's belly and sewed up the incision; and when he woke up, he wanted to sneak away; but could not endure the burden of stones, fell to the ground and died.

This pleased all three: the hunter immediately skinned the wolf and went home with her, the grandmother ate the cake and drank the wine that Little Red Riding Hood brought her, and this finally strengthened her, and Little Red Riding Hood thought: “Well, now I’ll never I won’t run away from the main road in the forest, I won’t disobey my mother’s order anymore.