A country mouse invited a city mouse, an intimate friend, to pay him a visit, and partake of his country fare. As they were on the bare plough-lands, eating their wheat-stalks and roots pulled up from the hedge-row, the city mouse said to his friend: “You live here the life of the ants, while in my house is the horn of plenty. I am surrounded with every luxury, and if you will come with me, as I much wish you would, you shall have an ample share of my luxuries.” The country mouse was easily persuaded, and returned to city with his friend. On his arrival, the city mouse placed before him bread, barley, beans, dried figs, honey, raisins, and, last of all, brought a nice piece of cheese from a basket. The country mouse, being much delighted at the sight of such good cheer, expressed his satisfaction in warm terms, and lamented his own hard fate. Just as they were beginning to eat, some one opened the door, and they both ran off squeaking, as fast as they could, to a hole so narrow that two could only find room in it by squeezing. They had scarcely again begun their repast when some one else entered to take something out of a cupboard, on which the two mice, more frightened than before, ran away and hid themselves. At last the country mouse, almost famished, thus addressed his friend: “You live in the lap of luxury, I can see, but you are surrounded by constant danger; whereas at home I can enjoy my simple dinner of roots and corn in peace.”

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