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First top off, then half done, then ." "Will you hold your tongue," cried the cat, "one word more and I will eat you too." "All gone" was already on the poor mouse's lips; scarcely had she spoken it before the cat sprang on her, seized her, and swallowed her down. Verily, that is the way of the world. 3 Our Lady's Child

I should have told him the truth long before this. I couldn't bear to keep any thing on my conscience. If this misfortune had happened last cruise, I should have been just in your position; for I had a tailor's bill to pay as long as a frigate's pennant, and not enough in my pocket to buy a mouse's breakfast. Now, let's go in again, and be as merry as possible, and cheer them up a little."

Tradition says that this tree was standing, tall and vigorous, when the first English settlers reached Hartford and began to clear the land; that the Indians came to them then, as they were felling trees, and begged them to spare that one because it told them when to plant their corn. "When its leaves are the size of a mouse's ears," they said, "then is the time to put the seed in the ground."

'Clean-gone' was already on the poor Mouse's tongue, and scarcely was it out than the Cat made a spring at her, seized and swallowed her. You see that is the way of the world. A king was once hunting in a great wood, and he hunted the game so eagerly that none of his courtiers could follow him. When evening came on he stood still and looked round him, and he saw that he had quite lost himself.

The mare, fresh as the old horse was failing, came along in front of the Grand Stand, clipping the grass with that swift, rhythmical stroke of hers and little fretful snatch at the reins, neat and swift and strong as a startled deer. Chukkers sat still and absorbed as a cat waiting over a mouse's hole. All eyes were on him. Nothing else was seen. His race was won.

Yes, it is true, we have almost forgotten the old accomplishment of "bridling" the head up and the chin in, with the pliant knees bent in a low curtsey. Dulcie "bridled," as she prattled, to perfection. She had light brown hair, of the tint of a squirrel's fur, and the smoothness of a mouse's coat, though it was twisted and twirled into a kind of soft willowy curls when she was in high dress.

One day I was coming back from burying a mouse, and I saw a "flying watchman" beetle lying quite stiff and dead, as I thought, with his legs stretched out, and no friends; so I put him on the bier at once, and put the blue velvet over him, and drew him to the place where the mouse's grave was.

The bachelor remarked that he had been a pensioner for some time, that he fed him bountifully every day, and that he had become very tame indeed. "But," said the mouse's patron, "he is an ungrateful fellow. He is not content with eating what I give him; he destroys every thing he can lay hold of."

"Here is the hole he came from!" cried Uncle Clem from the other end of the nursery. "Come, see!" All the dolls ran to where Uncle Clem was, down on his hands and knees. "This must be the place!" said Raggedy Ann. "We will plug up the hole with something, so he will not come out again!" The dolls hunted around and brought rags and pieces of paper and pushed them into the mouse's doorway.

However, the mouse was used to it and only answered: 'I think you had better stay here till it is done, and if there is any alteration needed I can make it. So the wolverine sat down on a heap of dry ferns, and picking up the apple, he finished it without even asking the mouse's leave. At last the coat was ready, and the wolverine put it on.

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