Mouse outside cottage
Mouse outside cottage
NIBBLES POPPELTY-POPPETTThe Story of a Mouse
NIBBLES POPPELTY-POPPETTThe Story of a Mouse
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Nibbles Poppelty-Poppettwas a nice, plump, little mouse, with bright black eyes, and a silky coat of soft gray fur.
He lived with his mother, and his sisters and brothers, down a green lane near the river. Therewere Sniffy and Snuffy, the twins, who were always having colds together; Gobble, who, I am sorry to say, was very greedy, and Little Topsy, the baby.
Mouse family
Nibbles’s father had come to a most untimely end in a mouse-trap, into which he had been beguiled by a too attractive bit of toasted cheese.
Wash on a clothesline
Poor Mrs. Poppelty-Poppett had then been obliged to move into a wee, little cottage, where she did cooking and washing to support her children. Her apple-seed cookies, pine-cone and maple sugar roly-poly, and cheese and acorn pies were quite famous among all the little squirrels, mice, and rabbits of the neighboring woods.
She had a tiny mite of a shop, inthe front part of her house, where Ruddy Squirrel, Frisky Bushy-Tail, and Bobtail and Rosamund Bunnikins-Bunny spent all their pennies on cakes and goodies.
It made Nibbles very unhappy to have his mother work so hard, although he did his best to help her; so at last he decided to go out into the world and seek his fortune.
One fine morning, bright and early, he kissed the family good-bye, and away he went, after making Sniffy, Snuffy, and Gobble promise to be good children and mind their mother.
Mrs. Poppelty-Poppett, sheddingmany tears, had made a little bundle of his clothes, neatly tied up in a red bandanna handkerchief, which Nibbles easily carried over his shoulder, at the end of a stick.
Nibbles walking outdoors
At first he felt very sad and lonely, but the sun was so warm, and the crickets and birds were singing so gayly, that he soon cheered up, and trotted briskly along.
Towards noon Nibbles began to feel so very hungry that he decided it must be about dinner time. Not far off he saw, beneath a shady elm tree, a neat, cosy-looking house. From a branch of the tree there hung a sign, on which was written in large gold letters:
The Guinea Pigs’ Rest.
“That is just the place for me,” thought Nibbles, “for I am fond of guinea pigs.”
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