Show b i il o OJ THE TH TWI 1 NS I. I If Olive Robert B Barton UTILE LITTLE MOU MOUSES MOUSE'S ES E'S BLUNDER J 1 4 t I 5 I 1 L- L s Si Quick as a wink he brought his great paw down on Little Mouses Mouse's back The little mouse mouse was waa making be believe be- be lieve lIev h he waa was asleep so he fie could catch Mr Cat when he came al along ng for that was waa what the Mushroom had Iad advised him to do He certainly was making a good Job of It too for you'd never have haa the least Idea he was Just jupt pret pretending Pretty soon a shadow app appeared ared then s stare re as anything there was Mr Cat himself creeping Ing slyly along alons the path his chance said the Mushroom Mushroom Mush Mush- room softly to Nancy and Nick who were watching nearby He should Jump tip up now and say Youre Toure my prisoner to the cat as I advised But Cat Mr Mr Ctt spied Little Mouse Just then rand and stopped Aha he e ex ex- ex claimed What have we here If Tf Im I'm n not mistaken it tt looks lik like th the the- chief at a a. very very- good dinner And An h ht licked his whiskers Why doesn't Little Mouse Monse hurry and Jump at him asked Nancy wor wor- ned ried nedI I f Mr Cat stepped still nearer nearar to Little Little Little Lit Lit- tle mouse smiling from ear to ear eat and looking very ery hungry and wicked Cunning he remarked Mr Cat In a a louder voice voie But Little Mouse didn't move Mr Cat was un quite close now and quick as a wink brought his great paw down down on Little Mouses Mouse's back Then I Little Mouse woke up with a Jump jumps for tor he ha really had been asleep all the time Youre my prisoner he squealed sharply remembering he be was VIas to say something Ha ent you got your words mixed T smiled Mr 11 Cat I think youre you're mine l' l Little Mouse looked very foolish foolish- then and he he- began n to shiver like everything T The e Magi Magical al' al Mushroom had to to use magic to tor get et him awa away from Mr Cat after all aJl fl or orr 1 I dont don't t know what would have have happened happened Topsy Land is Is' no place for forme forme forme me piped the little fellow running off to his hole |