After he had eaten his fill he began looking about the pantry for other means of amusement. Suddenly he saw a curious thing; it seemed to be a little house or hut made of wire. Inside the hut was a piece of cheese. "I really think I have eaten enough," said the young rat, "but if that cheese is so fine that it is kept in a house by itself it must be very fine indeed." With these words he- crawled into the hole in the side of the hut and ate the cheese, but when, later, he tried to get out he could not to save his life.

Hours and hours he remained there until the night passed, and the day came. Indeed he had fallen into a little nap when he was awakened by a loud cry. Some one was shouting, "we've caught the rascal at last, now we'll drown him."

The poor little fellow knew they were wrong; he could not be the rascal they meant, for this was the first time he had ever been in the house. At that moment a boy's voice was heard to say. "Let me see him. No, you shall not drown him. I will tame him if I can."