Little Thief
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
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little thief in the pantry! Mother dear Set a Little Mouse one day. I think people in our house must be very kind, don't you? They live such nice things for us in the larder there was a twinkle in the mother's eyes as she replied. Well, my child, no doubt they are very well in their way, but I don't think they are quite as fond of us as you seem to think now remember great whiskers! I have absolutely forbidden you to put your nose above the ground unless I'm with you. For a kind of people they are! I shouldn't be at all surprised if they tried to catch you. Gray whiskers twitched his tail with scorn. He was quite sure he knew how to take care of himself, and he didn't mean to trot meekly after his mother's tail all his life. So as soon as she curled herself up for an afternoon nap he stole away and scampered across the pantry shelves. Ah! She was something particularly good today. A large iced cake stood far back upon the shelf, and great whiskers licked his lips, and he sniffed it across the top of the cake. There were words written in pink sugar, but as great whiskers could not read. He did not know that he was nibbling at little Miss ethel's birthday cake, but he did feel a little guilty when he heard his mother calling off he ran and was back in the nest again by the time his mother had finished rubbing her eyes after her nap she took great whiskers up to the pantry then, and when she saw the hole in the cake she seemed a little annoyed. Some mouse has evidently been here before us, she said, but of course she never guessed that it was her own little son. The next day the naughty little mouse again popped up the pantry when his mother was asleep. But at first he could find nothing at all to eat. Though there was a most delicious smell of toasted cheese. Presently he found a dear little wooden house, and they're hung the cheese just inside it in ran great whiskers! But oh, the wooden house closed, and Mousey was caught fast in a trap. When the morning came the cook who had set the trap, lifted it from the shelf, and then called a pretty little girl to come and see the thief who had eaten her cake. What are you going to do with him? Asked EThel. Why drown him, my dear. To be sure the tears came into the little girl's pretty blue eyes. You didn't know it was stealing, did you mousey, dear! She said. No, squeak! Great whiskers sadly. Indeed! I didn't cooks back was turned for a moment. Then in that moment tender hearted little ethel lifted the lid of the trap and out popped Mousey! Oh! How quickly he ran home to his mother, and how she comforted and petted him until he began to forget his fright, and then she made him promise never to disobey her again. And you may be sure he never did.