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Once upon a time, there lived in a village a little country girl. Her grandmother had given her a little red riding-hood which suited the girl so well that everybody called her Little Red Riding-Hood. One day her Mother had baked a delicious cake and told her to take it to her Grannie who was not...

A I. A Farewell Performance at the . Q- } Circus in Winter 1924Strutskihe tigers were entering the ring one by one. They trod on the sand with springy steps, soft, lithe and noiseless. They never raised their eyes, yellow and shining like glass, to look right or left. From behind the bars, the...