THE TOWN MOUSE AND THE COUNTRY MOUSE
A Town Mouse once visited a relative who lived in the nation. For lunch, the Country Mouse served wheat stalks, roots, and oak seeds, with a dash of virus water for the beverage. The Town Mouse ate all around sparingly, snacking a tad bit of this and a tad bit of that, what’s more, by her way making it plain that she ate the basic sustenance just to be obliging. After the feast the companions had a long talk, or rather the Town Mouse discussed her life in the city while the Country Mouse tuned in. They at that point hit the hay in a comfortable home in the hedgerow, what’s more, rested in calm and solace until morning. In her rest, the Nation Mouse envisioned she was a Town Mouse with every one of the extravagances furthermore, pleasures of city life that her companion had portrayed for her. So the following day when the Town Mouse asked the Country Mouse to go home with her to the city, she happily said yes. When they achieved the chateau in which the Town Mouse lived, they found on the table in the lounge area the leavings of an exceptionally fine feast. There were sweetmeats and jams, baked goods, delectable cheeses, in reality, the most enticing sustenances that a Mouse can envision
. In any case, similarly, as the Country Mouse was going to snack a dainty piece of baked good, she heard a Cat mew boisterously and scratch at the entryway. In extraordinary dread the Mice rushed to a concealing spot, where they lay very still for quite a while, scarcely setting out to relax. At the point when finally they wandered back to the gala, the entryway opened abruptly and in came the workers to gather the dishes, pursued by the House Dog. The Country Mouse halted in the Town Mouse’s nook just long enough to get her floor covering pack an umbrella. “You may have extravagances and dainties that I have not,” she said as she rushed away, “however I incline toward my plain sustenance and straightforward life in the nation with the harmony and security that run with it.” _Poverty with security is superior to bounty amidst dread
what’s more, uncertainty._
[Illustration: THE TOWN MOUSE AND THE COUNTRY MOUSE]