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the mouse story
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the mouse and her sons
once on a time there lived a Mouse, Sole mistress of a spacious house,
And rich as mouse need be: is real her dwelling, underground, was neither lengthy, nor square, nor spherical, however suiting her degree.
No lofty ceilings there had been seen,
No home windows clean, or gardens inexperienced, Or rooms with neat department. but, in a corner, she ought to locate Of viands, sorted to her thoughts, A incredible provision.
Her acquaintances spherical esteemed her well, And regularly in her little mobile, could spend a social hour; besides, she had a pleasant coronary heart, And to the terrible she might impart a number of her little keep.
Now, Madam Mouse two sons had got, One named Streak,the opposite, Spot She gave them education, And also taught them to excel In all such arts as geared up nicely A Mouse’s career.
two prettier Mice were by no means seen, So tender, so nimble, and so easy.
Their tooth had been sharp, their eyes were bright; And while thru wooden she noticed them gnaw As neatly, nearly, as a noticed,
The mother’s eyes beamed with satisfaction.
And oft, she stated, “My sons, beware The guileful Cat and baited snare, To Mice a sure perdition!”
And showed how, stuck within the trap They would bewail their dire mishap, With tears of unhappy circumstance.
And, in simple phrases, she might describe the ones terrors of the moussing tribe, In every form and characteristic; after which she might pour tray the Cat Sworn enemy of Mouse or Rat, A maximum voracious creature.
Now, being grown each stout and strong, They notion they had remained too long In idleness at domestic; And now their meals they every day sought, And of their mother little concept even as they overseas did roam.
story the mouse and her sons
One deadly hour, with spirits homosexual, far from their home they strolled away,
And reached a lone farm-house; Abundance, there, was found to eat.
It have been long a regarded retreat To many a wandering mouse.
however now the housewife noticed, dismayed, The waste such a lot of mice had made, And did a entice procure.
“And if I capture a mouse,” said she, “No mercy shall it discover from me; From mice my pantry i’ll cozy.”
Agreeing as soon as to sup at home, A distinctive way the brothers roam; every finds a one-of-a-kind fate. soon nimble Spot the pantry discovered, And views the eatables around,
With result elate.
And inside the midst a entice there stood, Made robust with twine and with timber, And baited with clean-toasted cheese.
“dear me!” stated the admiring mouse, “What do I see?—a pretty residence, built me to please.
“What silly matters these mothers are, “stated he, with a conceited air.
“What purpose is there for fear? This door could be very excessive and extensive, Myself and twenty extra beside, might appropriately enter right here.”
Then in he rushed, and seized the bait, and shortly the dainty morsel ate, Then became to go away.
But, ah! negative mouse, he finds the door, Which he so freely exceeded earlier than, Compels him now to stay.
Now his type mom’s warnings upward thrust, And place earlier than his weeping eyes, Grim loss of life in each shape.
lamentably! poor prisoner Spot can see No prospect left of liberty, No threat of his escape.
Now turn we to the kitchen side, and notice what fortune can betide terrible Streak, who there’s long past; wherein with the aid of a blazing hearth there sat A glossy, well-fed tabby cat, half of drowsing, and alone.
With veneration combined with awe, For the first time, a cat he saw And accordingly expressed his mind:
“Can this meek creature show,”
said he, “The cat—so oft described to me,Devour er of our kind.”
And now, to have a closer view, closer and nearer nevertheless, he drew,
And hears her softly purring ;”Ah me!” he cries, “what dulcet be aware, What song from that downy throat; I’m sure she isn’t always stirring.”
The cat now became her amber eyes, And viewed terrible Streak with satisfied surprise,
Then caught him with her claw; Now o’er her head she whirls him round,
Then dashes him towards the floor, Or strikes him together with her paw.
Now lets him run a little way, Now claws him back in cruel play, Or bites through his tender ear; At duration, exerting all his power,
He made a soar of wondrous duration, And got away pretty clean.
“Why are my sons overseas so late? “The mother said, foreboding destiny, And oft she sighed full sore; just then, she heard a mournful squeak, and shortly beheld negative wounded Streak, Come crawling thru the door.
With falt’ring voice, and accents slow, He told his little story of woe, And of his hurts did tell.
“OH! had I been recommended with the aid of the, My dearest mother, then,” said he, “I had been safe and well.
“no longer many moments can i stay, My loving mom, pardon provide, And let me die in peace. “complete many a tear the mom shed Beside terrible Mouse’s death bed, and soon his voice did end.
“Disastrous fate!” the Mouse did say, “To lose both sons in a single unhappy day, expensive items of my love.”
however, hark! a step is heard, every bristle of the Mouse’s beard, started with hope to move.
and shortly bad Spot’s lengthy nostril she saw, after which his little pointed paw, Come lightly on the ground .”O, mother, mom,” cried the Mouse, “With pleasure I see our happy house; My nonviolent domestic, yet again.”
With transport she beholds her son, Who, on convalescing breath, began to tell his perils beyond; and how he had, with tooth and claw, Contrived from out the trap to gnaw, And so escaped at last.
Moral the mouse short story.
in case you do now not attend to your dad and mom’ advice, you may come to sad fate, just like the little mice.