FAB. XI.

A _City Mouse_ and a _Country Mouse_.

There goes an Old Story of a _Country Mouse_ that Invited a _City-Sister_

of hers to a Country Collation, where she spar’d for Nothing that the

Place afforded; as Mouldy Crusts, Cheese-Parings, Musty Oatmeal, Rusty

Bacon, and the like. Now the _City-Dame_ was so well bred, as Seemingly

to take All in Good Part: But yet at last, Sister (says she, after the

Civilest Fashion) why will you be Miserable when you may be Happy? Why

will you lie Pining, and Pinching your self in such a Lonesome Starving

Course of Life as This is; when ’tis but going to Town along with me; to

Enjoy all the Pleasures, and Plenty that your Heart can Wish? This was

a Temptation the _Country Mouse_ was not able to Resist; so that away

they Trudg’d together, and about Midnight got to their Journeys End. The

_City Mouse_ shew’d her Friend the Larder, the Pantry, the Kitchin, and

Other Offices where she laid her Stores; and after This, carry’d her

into the Parlour, where they found, yet upon the Table, the Reliques of

a Mighty Entertainment of That very Night. The _City-Mouse_ Carv’d her

Companion of what she lik’d Best, and so to’t they fell upon a Velvet

Couch together: The Poor _Bumkin_ that had never seen, nor heard of such

Doings before, Bless’d her self at the Change of her Condition, when (as

ill luck would have it) all on a Sudden, the Doors flew open, and in

comes a Crew of Roaring Bullies, with their Wenches, their Dogs and their

Bottles, and put the Poor _Mice_ to their Wits End, how to save their

Skins. The Stranger Especially, that had never been at This Sport before;

but she made a Shift however for the present, to slink into a Corner,

where she lay Trembling and Panting ’till the Company went their Way. So

soon as ever the House was Quiet again, Well: My _Court Sister_, says

she, If This be the Way of Your _Town-Gamboles_, I’ll e’en back to my

Cottage, and my Mouldy Cheese again; for I had much rather lie Knabbing

of Crusts, without either Fear or Danger, in my Own Little Hole, then be

Mistress of the Whole World with Perpetual Cares and Alarums.

The MORAL.

_The Difference betwixt a Court and a Country Life. The Delights,

Innocence, and Security of the One, Compar’d with the Anxiety, the

Lewdness, and the Hazards of the Other._

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