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Squeaknibble seemed to inherit many ancestral traits, the most conspicuous of which was a disposition to sneer at some of the most respected dogmas in mousedom. SQUEAKNIBBLE SEEMED TO INHERIT MANY ANCESTRAL TRAITS THE MOST CONSPICUOUS OF WHICH WAS A DISPOSITION TO SNARE AT SOME OF THE MOST RESPECTED DOGMAS IN MAUSDAM
a delicious rind of cheese, and--and--lots of things? I should be very ungrateful if I did not believe in Santa Claus, and I certainly shall not disbelieve in him at the very moment when I am expecting him to arrive with a bundle of goodies for me. [Illustration: "But why shouldn't I be merry?" asked the little mauve mouse. "To-morrow is Christmas, and this is Christmas eve."] "I once had a little sister," continued the little mauve mouse, "who did not believe in Santa Claus, and the very thought of the fate that befell her makes my blood run cold and my whiskers stand on end. She died before I was born, but my mother has told me all about her. Perhaps you never saw her; her name was Squeaknibble, and she was in stature one of those long, low, rangy mice that are seldom found in well-stocked pantries. Mother says that Squeaknibble took after our ancestors who came from New England, where the malignant ingenuity of the people and the ferocity of the cats rendered life precarious indeed. LITTLE MOVE MOUSE BELIEVE IN SANTA CLAUS WHY SHOULDN'T I DIDN'T SANTA CLAUS BRING ME A BEAUTIFUL BUTTERCRACKER LAST CHRISTMAS AND A LOVELY GINGER SNAP AND A DELICIOUS RIND OF CHEESE AND AND LOTS OF THINGS I SHOULD BE VERY UNGRATEFUL IF I DID NOT BELIEVE IN SANTA CLAUS AND I CERTAINLY SHALL NOT DISBELIEVE IN HIM AT THE VERY MOMENT WHEN I AM EXPECTING HIM TO ARRIVE WITH A BUNDLE OF GOODIES FOR ME I ONCE HAD A LITTLE SISTER CONTINUED THE LITTLE MOVE MOUSE WHO DID NOT BELIEVE IN SANTA CLAUS AND THE VERY THOUGHT OF THE FATE THAT BEFEL HER MAKES MY BLOOD RUN COLD AND MY WHISKERS STAND ON END SHE DIED BEFORE I WAS BORN BUT MY MOTHER HAS TOLD ME ALL ABOUT HER PERHAPS YOU NEVER SAW HER HER NAME WAS SQUEAKNIBBLE AND SHE WAS IN STATURE ONE OF THOSE LONG LOW RANGY MICE THAT ARE SELDOM FOUND IN WELL STOCKED PANTRIES MOTHER SAYS THAT SQUEAKNIBBLE TOOK AFTER OUR ANCESTORS WHO CAME FROM NEW ENGLAND WHERE THE MALIGNANT INGENUITY OF THE PEOPLE AND THE FEROCITY OF THE CATS RENDERED LIFE PRECARIOUS INDEED
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