The Country of The Mice
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Once there was a king who ruled over a large country in which there lived a great number of mice. Generally, these mice were very prosperous, with plenty to eat. But one year it happened that the country's crops were poor, and the mice who depended upon the spare grains left after harvest found their stores running short before spring. The king of the mice, having determined upon a personal appeal to the king of the country, dressed up in his best grey suit and set off one morning to the King's Palace. When the doorman announced to the king of the country that a mouse was asking to see him, His Majesty was greatly amused and ordered him admitted. The mouse entered the audience chamber carrying a little silk thread, which he presented to the king in place of the usual ceremonial scarf. Good morning, brother Mouse said. The king courteously. What can I do for you? The mouse about nicely and replied, Oh, king, as you know, this year our crops are short and we my so threatened with famine unless we can borrow enough green to see us through the winter. If you will known as what we need. We will repay you with interest in the next harvest. Well, said the king, stroking his chin. How much green do you want? Said the mouse. We will require one of your big bones full. How would you carry it away? Said the king. I need not to us, said the mouse. So the king ordered a large granary to be thrown open to the mice with no interference whatsoever. Next morning, when the king went out to look at his barn, he was astonished to find that the mice had been able to empty it so efficiently. And he conceived Ah, high opinion of their abilities. And when, at the following harvest the king of the mice redeemed his promise by repaying the loan with interest, the king of the country was prepared to admit that the mice were trustworthy as well as clever. Now it happened that shortly after this, the king of the country was forced to go to war with a neighboring kingdom that lay on the opposite shore of the river Bordering the two countries. This country was far richer and more powerful than the country where the mice lived, and it's King soon assembled a huge army on the opposite bank of the river and began making preparations for the invasion. The mice soon heard about this state of affairs and were distressed for they feared living under a strange, an unsympathetic ruler. So once more, the mouse king set out for the King's palace to offer the help of the mice. Despite his worries, the king was amused and asked how much mice could help when he couldn't even muster enough men to repel the enemy. Need to us, replied the mouse and the king, not knowing what else to do. Agreed next evening at dusk, the mouse king led several 100,000 of his subjects to the riverbank, where they found lined up AH, 100,000 foot long sticks, which, at the mouse king's request the king of the country had agreed to place There. The mice used these sticks as rafts to carry them across the river to the enemy camp, where the soldiers were all sound asleep at a command from their king, the mice scattered over the camp and went to work quietly, doing as much destruction as possible. Some nibbled at the bow strings and slings of the soldiers muskets. Others know the slow matches infuses. Still others bit off the clothes and pig tails of the sleeping man. In fact, they nibbled everything and left shred and confusion in every direction. After a couple of hours work, they reassembled at the riverbank and re embarked on their sticks, sailing noiselessly back to their own shore without ever having been detected by the enemy or having raised any alarm. Next morning at daybreak, a huge outcry arose from the enemy camp as each man arising from sleep found himself in a sorry state, his clothes in tatters, his bow without a string, his rifle without a sling and no fuse or slow match to fire it. And no provision for breakfast as each accused, the other of treachery. The whole camp was in an uproar. In the midst of the clamour, some shots were fired and bugles sounded on the opposite bank and thinking they were about to be over taken, the whole army took to its heels. In a few minutes, not a man was to be seen. The king of the country of Mice was naturally elated at this easy victory and quickly summoned the king of the mice to thank him for his good services and in accordance with a bargain made at the time the mice offered their assistance, he quickly set about to rid the country of the two things most harmful to mice, floods and cats.