The City Mouse and The Country Mouse

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Link, the country mouse, lived in a country house. He was really content with the house, until his brother came to visit. His brother, Rhett, was a city mouse and didn't visit often. Rhett was more than excited to brag about his house. "Where I live," Rhett boasted, "I dine off of the fineset cheeses and bread. I do not have to work for my food, because it is dropped off at my doorstep every night."

Listening to his brother speak, Link found himself unhappy with his conditions. He had to work day and night to get the food he had, and even then it was measily scraps. "Brother," Link said after a small supper, "I am going with you. To the city! I am tired of my country life. I want to feast on chesse, fish, and bread."

So off they went to the city, in which Rhett had made his house, but getting in was difficult. "Be quiet, the people are in the living room," Rhett ordered as he lead his country brother into the kitchen and onto the table. Link was amazed at the left over food on the table. This was more than he could eat in a month! A year even!

"This is the life," Link said as he nibbled on a piece of cheese. He would stay here forever. The city mouse laughed as he ate a piece of bread, but before either mouse could finish his meal a large tom cat entered the room.

"Run!" Rhett shouted, running towards his mouse hole as the cat jumped onto the table. "This way, brother," the city mouse called seeing his brother run in the wrong direction. 

The country mouse was no fool, and just before he vanished out of the window he turned back to look at his city brother. "I am going home, no amount of finery would keep me here. To live in constant fear of this beast is not worth it," said the country mouse as he disappeared out the window.

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Joe's Big Day

Pirate Joe was a cap’t on his ship called Jenny. He was the the most fearsome pirate in all of James Bay and that wasn’t even when he was loaded to the gunwalls. Which he was, having drafted on clap of thunder. But who would blame him? After all he did have a serious case of the gout. That is why he stood on the starboard yellin’ at a cog. “Ye, bilge rat get out of me seas or I’ll gut ye,” yelled the captain.

Cap’t Jeddy, a swashbuckle if you will and you will, hung the jib at the black spot in Cap’t Joe’s hand. “Ye goin’ be stealin’  me coffer ye scallywag,” cap’t Joe yelled as he threw hard tacks at the boat. Cap’t Jeddy, a teddy bear, was frightened by the biscuits, but he was amidship and was safe.

“I’ll take ye to the execution dock for wearin’ a red ensign in these parts,” Joe shook his fist. Suddenly the boat heeled, sending the Cap’t into the sea. “Arr, I’m drowning, I don’t want to go to Davy Jone’s locker,” cried Joe as he flailed about in the water.

Climbin’ down the chase gun and lowerin’ himself into the gally, Jeddy began sailin’ the league between the two boats. Jeddy was a bloody good sailor and soon was mere fathoms from The Jenny. “Get in, ye carouser,” Jeddy demanded, grabbin’ Joe by his hand and pullin’ him into the boat.
“Avast, ye saved me life. I owe ye me life,” Joe said.
“Grab the grapple,” Jeddy instructed as he threw the other end up. The teddy bear and the old man climbed up the side of the boat. “Now about me payment. Me bounty.”
“Ye will be gettin’ nothing from me,” Joe cried. “In the hold ye go for such treason.”
“I just saved ye life. Ye git,” Jeddy growled.
“I know. I know. Let’s have dinner to celebrate me life,” Joe exclaimed and led Teddy to a table at the port side of the boat.
“What ye serving?” Wondered Jeddy.
“Salmagundi,” replied Joe proudly.
Without speaking anymore the two sat down and enjoyed their meal together, celebrating Joe still being alive. Then Jeddy asked about his doubloons and that made Cap’t Joe very angry.

“Bucko, ye better watch ye mouth or I’ll stab ye,” threatened Cap’t Joe.

But Jeddy wouldn’t be quiet so Cap’t Joe set him on fire.

THE END