Surprising Stories about the Mouse and Her Sons, and the Funny Pigs. / With Laughable Colored Engravings

WITH LAUGHABLE COLOURED ENGRAVINGS.
LONDON: DEAN & SON, 11, LUDGATE HILL, E. C.
Once on a time there lived a Mouse, Sole mistress of a spacious house, And rich as mouse need be: 'Tis true her dwelling, underground, Was neither long, nor square, nor round, But suiting her degree.
No lofty ceilings there were seen, No windows clear, or gardens green, Or rooms with neat division. But, in a corner, she could find Of viands, sorted to her mind, A notable provision.
Her neighbours round esteemed her well, And often in her little cell, Would spend a social hour; Besides, she had a friendly heart, And to the poor she would impart Some of her little store.
Now, Madam Mouse two sons had got, One named Streak,—the other, Spot; She gave them education, And also taught them to excel In all such arts as fitted well A Mouse's occupation.
Two prettier Mice were never seen, So soft, so nimble, and so clean; Their teeth were sharp, their eyes were bright; And when through wood she saw them gnaw As neatly, almost, as a saw, The mother's eyes beamed with delight.
And oft, she said, My sons, beware The guileful Cat and baited snare, To Mice a sure perdition! And showed how, caught within the trap They would bewail their dire mishap, With tears of sad condition.
And, in plain terms, she would describe Those terrors of the mousing tribe, In every form and feature; And then she would pourtray the Cat Sworn enemy of Mouse or Rat, A most voracious creature.
Now, being grown both stout and strong, They thought they had remained too long In idleness at home; And now their food they daily sought, And of their mother little thought While they abroad did roam.
One fatal hour, with spirits gay, Far from their home they strolled away, And reached a lone farm-house; Abundance, there, was found to eat; It had been long a known retreat To many a wandering mouse.
But now the housewife saw, dismayed, The waste so many mice had made, And did a trap procure. And if I catch a mouse, said she, No mercy shall it find from me; From mice my pantry I'll secure.