Excerpt: ... she "teached" her.-An'-so she Ist says "Dood-morning" to the Wolf-'cause she Don't know ut-tall 'at he's a wicked Wolf An' want to eat her up! Nen old Wolf smile An' say, so kind: "Where air you doin' at?" Nen little Red Riding Hood she says: "I'm doin' To my Dran'ma's, 'cause my Ma say I might." Nen, when she tell him that, the old ...
Excerpt: ... she "teached" her.-An'-so she Ist says "Dood-morning" to the Wolf-'cause she Don't know ut-tall 'at he's a wicked Wolf An' want to eat her up! Nen old Wolf smile An' say, so kind: "Where air you doin' at?" Nen little Red Riding Hood she says: "I'm doin' To my Dran'ma's, 'cause my Ma say I might." Nen, when she tell him that, the old Wolf he Ist turn an' light out frough the big thick woods, Where she can't see him any more. An so She think he's went to his house-but he haint, - He's went to her Dran'ma's, to be there first- An' ketch her, ef she don't watch mighty sharp What she's about! An' nen when the old Wolf Dit to her Dran'ma's house, he's purty smart, - An' so he 'tend-like he's Red Riding Hood, An' knock at th' door. An' Riding Hood's Dran'ma She's sick in bed an' can't come to the door An' open it. So th' old Wolf knock two times. An' nen Red Riding Hood's Dran'ma she says "Who's there?" she says. An' old Wolf 'tends-like he's Little Red Riding Hood, you know, an' make' His voice soun' ist like hers, an' says: "It's me, Dran'ma-an' I'm Red Riding Hood an' I'm Ist come to see you." Nen her old Dran'ma She think it is little Red Riding Hood, An' so she say: "Well, come in nen an' make You'se'f at home," she says, "'cause I'm down sick In bed, and got the 'ralgia, so's I can't Dit up an' let ye in." An' so th' old Wolf Ist march' in nen an' shet the door adin, An' drowl, he did, an' splunge up on the bed An' et up old Miz Riding Hood 'fore she Could put her specs on an' see who it wuz.- An' so she never knowed who et her up! An' nen the wicked Wolf he ist put on Her nightcap, an' all covered up in bed- Like he wuz her, you know. Nen, purty soon Here come along little Red Riding Hood, An' she knock' at the door. An' old Wolf 'tend...
Very Good. 12mo. 209 pages. Hardcover bound in red cloth with spine decorations in gilt. Light rubbing and wear to the binding. Prior owner's name on the front pastedown. A sound copy with secure inner hinges and clean text.
Very Good. Grey Boards with gold lettering and cover design, clean pages with untrimmed edges. Bright copy with very slight shelf-wear, frontispiece illustration with sapia paper covering. Volume X in the set.
Fair. No dust jacket as issued. 152 p. frontispiece. Vol 10 The Works of James Whitcomb Riley Binding tight. Top of spine torn. Owners address label in front along with other owners signature dated 1911. Mildly musty but getting better.
Hard Cover. Fair +/No Jacket. 1st. 12mo-over 6¾"-7¾" tall. 209 pages of this Hoosier poet. Red boards with gold lettering on spine; spine ripped along edges; lst and last pages pulled away from binding; all other pages intact; red boards have caused staining on front and back pages; interior in good condition very little browning of pages.
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