Five Mice in a Mouse-trap Part 6
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"One thing at a time!" I replied. "I certainly am true, as true as moons.h.i.+ne. As for dreaming me, why, that depends on what you call dreaming, you know. And as for my name--humph! can you p.r.o.nounce Bmfkmgth, for example? that is the name of my dog, and it is a good name, too."
"No!" said Brighteyes. "I certainly cannot. It sounds like sneezing and barking and whistling all at once."
"Exactly!" I replied. "That is the language of the dog-star. But _my_ name is very much harder than that, so there really would be no use in my telling it to you. There are twenty-four j's in it, and seventeen g's, so you may imagine that it is difficult. The other children call me Mr. Moonman, and you may as well do so too. As for Nibble," I continued, "if he sleeps in this little room close by, it is an easy matter to call him. Whisk, just ask that boy's bed if it will please step in here, will you?" The good beam did his errand quickly, and in another moment the two beds stood side by side, and shook castors in a very friendly manner. Nibble, who was as fast asleep as heart could desire, was very much astonished as Brighteyes introduced him to me, and told him all the wonderful things she had heard.
"But how did you get down here?" he asked. "Did you come on a falling star?"
"No!" I replied. "I always ride on my own beams, which are much more manageable, and swifter as well. Why, I can go round the world in two whisks of a comet's tail."
"Oh! oh!" cried Nibble. "Mr. Moonman, don't you think you could let me ride on one some time? I can ride very well, indeed I can! Uncle Jack lets me ride Castor sometimes, and even Jose never can get me off, unless he lies down and rolls! oh! _please_ let me ride on a moonbeam!
it would be _so_ jolly!"
"Jolly enough, but not quite safe enough, my young friend!" said I. "It is very easy to ride on a moonbeam when one knows how, but very different when one does not. There are, however, other ways of getting about. A nice little cloud is what you want." I looked out of the window, but not a cloud was to be seen in the sky.
"Oh dear!" said the mice. "We should _so_ like to have a ride, Mr.
Moonman. Couldn't you take us on your moonbeam? we would sit very still, and not say a word!"
"And you shall have a ride," I said; "but not on Whisk. Run now to your uncle's bureau, and bring me from the top drawer two of his largest silk handkerchiefs." Yes, that was soon done. "Now 'Whisk,'" said I, "there must be some little Winds about here with nothing special to do. See if you cannot find some who are willing to give these mice a ride."
Off went Whisk through the window, and back he came in a moment with seven merry little Winds, all ready for a frolic.
They had sung all the birds and all the flowers to sleep, they said, and had been sitting under a tree, whistling for something to do, and now nothing would give them greater pleasure than to blow the two little heavy ones (for I am sorry to tell you, children, that you are all known by that name among the lively spirits of the air,) wherever they liked to go.
"That is well then," said I. "And where will you go, you two mice?"
"To China!" said Nibble.
"Oh! yes, to China!" cried Brighteyes. "Then we can see Pun-Chin, the naughty boy you spoke of, and you can tell us more about him as we go along!"
"Yes! yes! to China," said Nibble, again; and he began to dance wildly around the room, as if nothing would stop him. At last the two mice were ready for their long journey through the air.
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"China it is then!" I said. "Spread the handkerchiefs out on the window-sill. That's right! Now sit down on them--so! now, little Winds, blow steadily and off we go!"
Ah! that was a ride worth taking, you may believe. Away through the soft May night, over the tree-tops, over the hill-tops, the two mice, half frightened, half delighted, sitting cross-legged on their handkerchiefs, like two little Turks, and the merry little Winds puffing away with might and main, while Whisk and I led the way, and lighted it too. Yes, it was a pretty sight, had there been any one there to see it. But if you had been there yourself, you would only have said "See those two great white owls! how fast they fly."
Now we came to the sea. Hundreds of my beams were there sparkling over the s.h.i.+ning water, and playing with the little waves, which put up their faces, each in its white nightcap, and laughed and danced merrily. They called to the seven Winds and said:
"Come down and play with us!"
But the Winds said "No! no! we have work to do now. We can be very steady fellows when we choose, though you might not think it."
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And they puffed away bravely, to the great relief of Nibble and Brighteyes, who had been wondering what would become of them if the merry Winds should take a fancy to play with the waves.
Now they began to sing, the seven Winds, and the waves answered them as they leaped and danced. And this is the song they sang:
"Ever singing, ever sighing, Ever floating, ever flying Over land and sea.
Bringing summer's glow and gladness, Bringing winter's snow and sadness, Merry winds are we!
"Greeting all with soft caresses, Shaking out the maiden's tresses Till she laughs with glee.
Whispering to the bonny flowers, Fanning them through sultry hours, Merry winds are we!"
Then the waves tossed up their nightcaps and sang:
"Ever coming, ever going, Ever ebbing, ever flowing, Children of the sea.
Creeping o'er the silver beaches, Foaming o'er the rocky reaches, Merry waves are we!
"Blue and golden in the sunlight, Gray and silver in the moonlight, Beautiful to see.
Giving back each star its brightness, Giving back each cloud its whiteness, Merry waves are we!"
"That is charming!" said Brighteyes. "Dear little Winds, how sweetly you sing! and how strange that we have never heard you before."
"Look!" cried Nibble. "What is that, that s.h.i.+nes so over yonder? is it a sail?"
Yes, it was a sail, and as we came nearer we saw a stately s.h.i.+p, sailing slowly along. All her crew seemed to be asleep, except one man, who was pacing up and down the deck.
He looked up as we pa.s.sed, and cried "Hi! albatrosses! how queerly they are flying! wake up, s.h.i.+pmate, and look at those birds!"
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But before any of the sailors were awake, we were flying far away, while the Winds and the Waves sang together:
"Wake the s.h.i.+p!
And shake the s.h.i.+p!
And over the sea we will take the s.h.i.+p!
Filled with oranges, candy, and toys, Some for the girls and some for the boys."
"Oh! is it really?" asked Nibble. "I wish I had some! this flying makes one hungry."
But here now was the land again. We bade farewell to the merry Waves, and flew along over the sleeping country. The lights of a great city lay before us.
"Let us fly lower," said Brighteyes, "and then we can peep into some of the windows and see the people asleep."
"That is not very safe!" I replied. "In these great cities there are plenty of people awake all night; and it would never do for us to be shot at, you know."
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Just then a puff of smoke from a tall chimney came up, and got into the children's eyes and noses, so that they were glad to fly higher, where the air was pure, and fresh.
We pa.s.sed over vast and gloomy forests, where the solemn pines bowed slightly as the seven Winds swept by; and over green meadows, where flocks of sheep lay huddled together, fast asleep. As we went further and further eastward, the darkness began to fade.
"In China it will be broad daylight," I said, "and Whisk and I shall fade almost out of sight; but we shall still be with you, so you need feel no alarm."
"Are we near China now?" asked Brighteyes. "And you have not told us about Pun-Chin, Mr. Moonman!"
"To be sure!" I answered. "What an excellent memory this mouse has!
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