Now
you must know that a Town Mouse once upon a time went on a visit to his cousin
in the country. He was rough and ready, but he loved his town friend and made
him heartily welcome. Beans and bacon, cheese and bread, were all he had to
offer, but he offered them freely.
The
Town Mouse rather turned up his long nose at this country fare, and said:
"I cannot understand, Cousin, how you can put up with such poor food as
this, but of course you cannot expect anything better in the country; come with
me and I will show you how to live. When you have been in town a week you will
wonder how you could ever have stood a country life."
No
sooner said than done: the two mice set off for the town and arrived at the
Town Mouse's residence late at night. "You will want some refreshment
after our long journey," said the polite Town Mouse, and took his friend
into the grand dining-room. There they found the remains of a fine feast, and
soon the two mice were eating up jellies and cakes and all that was nice.
Suddenly
they heard growling and barking. "What is that?" said the Country
Mouse. "It is only the dogs of the house," answered the other.
"Only!" said the Country Mouse. "I do not like that music at my
dinner."
Just
at that moment the door flew open, in came two huge mastiffs, and the two mice
had to scamper down and run off. "Good-bye, Cousin," said the Country
Mouse, "What! going so soon?" said the other. "Yes," he
replied; "Better beans and bacon in peace than cakes and ale in fear."