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They are much pleasanter mice than Windowmice and Stairmice don't you think so?" "Indeed I do," returned the Lefthandiron, "and Tom is about the finest Dormouse I ever saw, and I wish he'd let us get acquainted with him." "So do I," said the other, "but if he doesn't it's his own loss.
To make it more stupid the Poker said that the first one was number five and the second was the other seven." Tom smiled broadly at this and made up his mind to cultivate the acquaintance of the Poker. He was boy enough to like stupidity of that sort because it made him laugh. "I'd like to meet the Poker," he said. "He must be lots of fun." "He is," said the Lefthandiron. "Tenacre lots of fun.
"I don't think he did," replied Righty, "but he never let on that he didn't." "Well, anyhow," put in Lefty, "it's time we had something to eat and we'd better set out for the Lobster shop or the Candydike I don't care which." "Or the what?" asked Tom. "The Candydike?" said the Lefthandiron. "Didn't you ever hear of the Candydike?" "Never," responded Tom. "What is it?"
"What I've seen burns well," observed the Lefthandiron, "and don't make much ashes to get into your eyes; but, say, Wheezy, if you'll do your blowing about this cloud rather than about your poetry we may get somewhere." "Very well," said the Bellows; "fasten your hats on tight and turn up your collars. I'm going to give you a regular tornado."
"It's a candy Klondike," explained the Lefthandiron. "There are Gumdrop Mines and Marshmallow Lodes and Deposits of Chocolate Creams beyond the dreams of avarice. Remember 'em, Righty?" "Oom, mh, mh!" murmured Righty, smacking his lips with joy. "Do I remember them! O, my! Don't I just. Why, I never wanted to come back from there. I had to be pulled out of the Peppermint mine with a derrick.
"Now the point to be decided," said the Lefthandiron, after he and his companions had been flying through space for some time, "is where we are going. There are two or three things we can do, and Tom can have his choice as to which it shall be." "Subject, of course, to my advice," said the Righthandiron, with a bow to Tom. "You can go where you please if I please. See?" "Yes," said Tom. "I see.
"He's such a Sleepyhead he doesn't know his own name," said the Lefthandiron. "That's a curious thing about the Sleepyheads and the Dozy Pates. They very seldom know their own names and even when they do they always deny that they are what they are. Why I really believe if I told Tom here that he was a Dormouse he'd deny it and say he was a boy."
"When you get up higher and sit down," said Tom, "what do you sit on?" "You sit on me and I sit on my hind legs, of course," said Lefthandiron. "Don't you know anything?" "Of course I do," said Tom, indignantly. "I know lots of things." "Then I can't see why you ask such silly questions," retorted the Lefthandiron. "What do we sit on?
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