Fables in Rhyme for Little Folks

<h2><SPAN name="f3" id="f3"></SPAN><i>The Cat And The Fox.</i></h2> <ANTIMG src="images/3,1.jpg" alt="3,1"><br/> <br/> The Cat and the Fox once took a walk together,<br/> Sharpening their wits with talk about the weather<br/> And as their walking sharpened appetite, too;<br/> They also took some things they had no right to.<br/> Cream, that is so delicious when it thickens,<br/> Pleased the Cat best. The Fox liked little chickens.<br/> <br/> With stomachs filled, they presently grew prouder,<br/> And each began to try to talk the louder--<br/> Bragging about his skill, and strength, and cunning.<br/> "Pooh!" said the Fox. "You ought to see <i>me</i> running.<br/> Besides, I have <i>a hundred tricks.</i> You Cat, you!<br/> What can <i>you</i> do when Mr. Dog comes at you?"<br/> "To tell the truth," the Cat said, "though it grieve me<br/> I've but <i>one</i> trick. Yet that's enough--believe me!"<br/> <br/> There came a pack of fox-hounds--yelping, baying.<br/> "Pardon me", said the Cat. "I can't be staying.<br/> This is <i>my</i> trick." And up a tree he scurried,<br/> Leaving the Fox below a trifle worried.<br/> <ANTIMG src="images/3,2.jpg" alt="Pardon me, said the Cat, I can't be staying."><br/> In vain he tried his hundred tricks and ruses<br/> (The sort of thing that Mr. Dog confuses)--<br/> Doubling, and seeking one hole, then another--<br/> Smoked out of each until he thought he'd smother.<br/> At last as he once more came out of cover,<br/> Two nimble dogs pounced on him--All was over!<br/> <ANTIMG src="images/3,3.jpg" alt="3,3"><br/> <ANTIMG src="images/3,4.jpg" alt="Here Lieth Reynard Ye Fox Who Had Many Tricks: Yet Lacked One."><br/> <br/> <br/> <br/> <br/> <hr class="narrow"> &nbsp; <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />