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Updated: June 18, 2025
The black rat stretched out her four legs and was dead and gone. "Lord!" said the wood-mouse. "To think that she should go and die like that before our eyes! If you fall to the cat now and I to the owl and if the young forester destroys the field-mouse, then there won't be a single member of all our big family left." "Yes, there will be: I'm here," said a deep, gruff voice close by.
She therefore at once made herself a home in the barn; and the children arrived four days after." "Oh, yes!" said the wood-mouse. "There are always plenty of children and there are always more and more coming." "That is so," said the house-mouse. "But now hear how things went. At first, Cousin Rat was extremely amiable.
He took quite a little bit of flesh, so that the man had to go to the doctor and walk about with a bandage for many days." "That's horrid," said the wood-mouse. "And it's quite unlike a mouse's nature. We are not beasts of prey, that I do know. Do you really believe he's our cousin?" "He is indeed," said the house-mouse. "I know it; and there's no mistaking it either, when you see him.
A black animal came running over the snow. "I positively believe it is our cousin the black rat," said the house-mouse. "I didn't think there were any of them left. Yes, there's no doubt about it, it's the black rat." "Good afternoon, cousin," said the wood-mouse and backed down into her hole until only her nose peeped out. "Welcome to the country.
"Good-afternoon, cousin," said the house-mouse. "The same to you, cousin," said the wood-mouse. "A fine sunny day," said the house-mouse. "The same to you, cousin," said the wood-mouse. When they had greeted each other in this fashion, they sat and looked at each other for a little while.
Slowly he crept nearer, lured by that strange radiance, fearful, yet unable to resist. The rabbits vanished at his approach, while a tiny wood-mouse which had stolen up, fled with a squeak of panic. But for once Ringtail had no eyes for plump wood-mice. He stared a moment, then moved aside into the darkness where his eyes were not so blinded, and looked about him.
He was never graceful, like his cousin the red vole, for his face was blunted, his eyes small, and his tail ridiculously insignificant. Nor could he cover the ground with the easy swinging jump that makes one suspect relationship between the red vole and the wood-mouse. Still for a common, vulgar, agrarian vole, he was passable enough, and could hold his own, tooth and nail, with his nest-fellows.
To see things through a twenty-four-toothed rake is to see them very close, as through a microscope magnifying twenty-four diameters. And so, as the leaves pile up, we keep a sharp lookout for what the rake uncovers; here under a rotten stump a hatful of acorns, probably gathered by the white-footed wood-mouse.
She had only found her way into it by mistake and so travelled across with it." "That's what you may call travelling first-class," said the wood-mouse, laughing. "One may indeed," said the house-mouse. "I should have no objection to travelling round the world in a packing-case like that. However, she was a young bride expecting her babies every day.
"You are very likely right," said the house-mouse. "All the more reason why I should value my good fortune while it lasts. But, all the same, I can't understand how my good fortune can be your misfortune." "Oh, it's not so difficult to understand as all that!" said the wood-mouse. "You see, when a forester is very old, he looks after the wood badly.
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