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Suffice it to say that ere the morrow's sun rose like a big yellow Herkimer County cheese upon the spot where that tragedy had been enacted, poor Squeaknibble passed to that bourn whence two inches of her beautiful tail had preceded her by the space of three weeks to a day. SUFFICE IT TO SAY THAT ERE THE MORROW SUN ROSE LIKE A BIG YELLOW HERKIMILE COUNTY CHEESE UPON THE SPOT WHERE THAT TRAGEDY HAD BEEN ENACTED POOR SQUEAKNA WILL PASS TO THAT BOURN WHENCE TWO INCHES OF HER BEAUTIFUL TAIL HAD PRECEDED HER BY THE SPACE OF THREE WEEKS AND A DAY
as Squeaknibble gambolling," continued the little mauve mouse, "and she had just turned a double back somersault without the use of what remained of her tail, when, all of a sudden, she beheld, looming up like a monster ghost, a figure all in white fur! Oh, how frightened she was, and how her little heart did beat! 'Purr, purr-r-r,' said the ghost in white fur. 'Oh, please don't hurt me!' pleaded Squeaknibble. 'No; I'll not hurt you,' said the ghost in white fur; 'I'm Santa Claus, and I've brought you a beautiful piece of savory old cheese, you dear little mousie, you.' Poor Squeaknibble was deceived; a sceptic all her life, she was at last befooled by the most palpable and most fatal of frauds. 'How good of you!' said Squeaknibble. 'I didn't believe there was a Santa Claus, and--' but before she could say more she was seized by two sharp, cruel claws that conveyed her crushed body to the murderous mouth of mousedom's most malignant foe. I can dwell no longer upon this harrowing scene.  HAVE SEEN SO MANY THINGS I DO NOT KNOW RIGHT MERRILY WAS SQUEAK NIBBLE GAMBOLLING CONTINUED THE LITTLE MOVE MOUSE AND SHE HAD JUST TURNED A DOUBLE BACKED SOMERSAULT WITHOUT THE USE OF WHAT REMAINED OF HER TAIL WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN SHE BEHELD LOOMING UP LIKE A MONSTER GHOST A FIGURE ALL IN WHITE FUR OH HOW FRIGHTENED SHE WAS AND HOW HER LITTLE HEART DID BEAT POOR SAID THE GHOST IN WHITE FUR OH PLEASE DON'T HURT ME PLEADED SQUEAK NIBBLE NO I'LL NOT HURT YOU SAID THE GHOST IN WHITE FUR I'M SANTA CLAUS AND I BROUGHT YOU A BEAUTIFUL PIECE OF SAVOURY OLD CHEESE YOU DEAR LITTLE MOUSEY YOU POOR SQUEAK NIBBLE WAS DECEIVED A SCEPTIC ALL HER LIFE SHE WAS AT LAST BEFOOLED BY THE MOST PALPABLE AND MOST FATAL OF FRAUDS HOW GOOD OF YOU SAID SQUEAK NIBBLE I DIDN'T BELIEVE THERE WAS A SANTA CLAUS AND BUT BEFORE SHE COULD SAY MORE SHE WAS SEIZED BY TWO SHARP CRUEL CLAWS THAT CONVEYED HER CRUSHED BODY INTO THE MURDEROUS MOUSE OF MASDAM'S MOST MALIGNANT FOE I CAN DWELL NO LONGER UPON THIS HARROWING SCENE
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