The Tale of Master Meadow Mouse
Excerpt: ... their nightly frolic. And they were having what they called "high jinks" when the word went around to hide. For somebody squeaked in a ... Show synopsis Excerpt: ... their nightly frolic. And they were having what they called "high jinks" when the word went around to hide. For somebody squeaked in a frightened voice: "Fatty Coon is crawling through the pasture fence!" 60 The Meadow Mouse party, in the cornfield, vanished as if by magic. Not one of the merrymakers lingered an instant after hearing that Fatty Coon was entering the field. And since Master Meadow Mouse happened to be near the shock where he lived, he ran up it in a twinkling and crept inside it, to curl up in his nest and try to catch forty winks. He felt safe enough. Hadn't old Mr. Crow come to the cornfield every day? He had never even poked into a shock to disturb Master Meadow Mouse or one of his cousins. Mr. Crow had eaten corn, to 61 be sure. But he hadn't bothered anybody. And now Master Meadow Mouse thought that as soon as Fatty Coon had stuffed himself with corn he would stroll back to Cedar Swamp. Master Meadow Mouse had fallen into a doze when a sharp rustle waked him. "Ho, ho!" he chuckled. "There's Fatty Coon now! He's pulling an ear of corn off my shock. Well, I don't believe I'll miss it. There's corn enough in this field for everybody." Master Meadow Mouse tried to go to sleep again. "I wish Fatty Coon wouldn't make so much noise," said Master Meadow Mouse, grumbling a little because he was very drowsy and didn't like to be disturbed. "There!" he exclaimed after a few moments. "He's gone, thank goodness!" But Fatty Coon had only carried his ear 62 of corn to Broad Brook, to wash it before he gobbled the kernels. He was very particular to wash almost everything he ate. But that was about the only way in which he was fussy. There was nothing, almost, that he wouldn't bolt greedily. After he had devoured the first ear of corn, Fatty Coon went back and pulled another off the same shock. Again he roused Master Meadow Mouse from his slumbers. "He's at it again!" Master Meadow Mouse complained. "I wish he'd go to some other shock." The...
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