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Chester buried his head in the Kleenex. He didn??t want to see his new friend, Tucker Mouse, get killed. Back in Connecticut he had sometimes watched the one-sided fights of cats and mice in the meadow, and unless the mice were near their holes, the fights always ended in the same way. But this cat had been upon them too quickly: Tucker couldn??t have escaped.
There wasn??t a sound. Chester lifted his head and very cautiously looked behind him. The cat??a huge tiger cat with gray-green eyes and black stripes along his body??was sitting on his hind legs, switching his tail around his forepaws. And directly between those forepaws, in the very jaws of his enemy, sat Tucker Mouse. He was watching Chester curiously. The cricket began to make frantic signs that the mouse should look up and see what was looming over him.
Very casually Tucker raised his head. The cat looked straight down on him. ??Oh, him,?? said Tucker, chucking the cat under the chin with his right front paw, ??he??s my best friend. Come out from the matchbox.??
Chester crept out, looking first at one, then the other.
??Chester, meet Harry Cat,?? said Tucker. ??Harry, this is Chester. He??s a cricket.??
??I??m very pleased to make your acquaintance,?? said Harry Cat in a sulky voice.
??Hello,?? said Chester. He was sort of ashamed because of all the fuss he??d made. ??I wasn??t scared for myself. But I thought cats and mice were enemies.??
??In the country, maybe,?? said Tucker. ??But in New York we gave up those old habits long ago. Harry is my oldest friend. He lives with me over in the drain pipe. So how was scrounging tonight, Harry???
Not so good,?? said Harry Cat. ??I was over in the ash cans on the East Side, but those rich people don??t throw out as much garbage as they should.??
??Chester, make that noise again for Harry,?? said Tucker Mouse.
Chester lifted the black wings that were carefully folded across his back and with a quick, expert stroke drew the top one over the bottom. A thrum echoed through the station.
??Lovely??very lovely,?? said the cat. ??This cricket has talent.??
??I thought it was singing,?? said Tucker. ??But you do it like playing a violin, with one wing on the other???
??Yes,?? said Chester. ??These wings aren??t much good for flying, but I prefer music Louis Vuitton For Cheap He made three rapid chirps.
Tucker Mouse and Harry Cat smiled at each louis vuitton outlet ??It makes me want to purr to hear it,?? said Harry.
??Some people say a cricket goes ??chee chee chee,???? Louis Vuitton Outlet Chester. ??And others say, ??treet treet treet,?? but we crickets don??t think it sounds like either one of those.??
??It sounds to me as if you were going ??crik crik crik,???? said Harry.
??Maybe louis vuitton outlet why they call him a ??cricket,???? said Tucker.
They all laughed. Tucker had a squeaky laugh that sounded as he were hiccupping. Chester was feeling much happier now. The future did not seem nearly as gloomy as it had over in the pile of dirt in the corner.
??Are you going to stay a while in New York??? asked Tucker.
??I guess I??ll have to,?? said Chester. ??I don??t know how to get home.??
??Yes, but his mother doesn??t,?? said Chester. ??She thinks I carry germs.??
??Germs!?? said Tucker scornfully. ??She wouldn??t know a germ if one gave her a black eye. Pay no attention.??
??Too bad you couldn??t have found more successful friends,?? said Harry Cat. ??I fear for the future of this newsstand.??
??It??s true,?? echoed Tucker sadly. ??they??re going broke fast.?? He jumped up on a pile of magazines and read off the names in the half-light that slanted through the cracks in the wooden cover: ??Art News??Musical America. Who would read them but a few long-hairs???
??I don??t understand the way you talk,?? said Chester. Back in the meadow he had listened to bullfrogs, and woodchucks, and rabbits, even a few snakes, but he had never heard anyone speak like Tucker Mouse. ??What is Louis Vuitton Outlet long-hair???
Tucker scratched his head and thought a moment. ??A long-hair is an extra-refined person,?? he said. ??You take an Afgan hound??that??s a long-hair.??
??Do Afghan hounds read Musical America??? asked the cricket.
??They would if they could,?? said Tucker.
Chester shook his head. ??I??m afraid I won??t get along in New York,?? he said.
??Oh, sure you will!?? squeaked Tucker Mouse. ??Harry, suppose we take Chester up Louis Vuitton Outlet show him Times Square. Would you like that, Chester???
??I guess so,?? said Chester, although he was really a little leery of venturing out into New York City.