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<h2>A DINNER INVITATION</h2>
<div class='cap'>GOODNESS me, Mr. Slipper-Slopper
took so long to pull on his boots that
Puss said, "Really, if you don't hurry the
fox will be miles away, and you'll never get
back your gray goose."</div>
<p>"Yes, John, you had better take this
young cat's advice," cried Mrs. Slipper-Slopper.</p>
<div class='poem'>
"Then John, he went up to the hill,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">And he blew a blast both loud and shrill;</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">Says the fox, 'This is very pretty music—still</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I'd rather be at my den.'"</span><br/></div>
<p>"Gracious me!" exclaimed Puss to himself,
"Mr. Slipper-Slopper is crazy. Why does
he blow his horn? It's bad enough to hunt
a fox with a broom!"</p>
<p>"Look here, Mr. Slipper-Slopper," he
cried, "you have no boots—you've nothing
but slippers. You have no gun—you've nothing
but an old broom. And what's more,
you have no sense. You deserve to lose your
gray goose and your black duck. Good-by."
And Puss ran off in disgust.</p>
<p>"I've no use for a man who can't protect<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[107]</SPAN></span>
his own," he muttered to himself. "I won't
help catch that fox. Let him have a feast.
He must eat as well as Mr. Slipper-Slopper.
Probably Mr. Slipper-Slopper would have
killed the gray goose for dinner in a few days,
anyhow."</p>
<p>"Helloa, what are you talking about?"
cried Mr. Fox, jumping out from behind a
large stone.</p>
<p>"So you think old Slipper-Slopper would
have killed the goose and eaten it himself,
do you?" asked the fox with a grin.</p>
<p>"Well," answered Puss, startled at the
sudden appearance of Mr. Fox, "I thought
it pretty mean of you to steal his goose, but
now that I've found out what a foolish man
Mr. Slipper-Slopper is, I'm glad you have a
good dinner in store for yourself and family."</p>
<p>"That's very nice of you," said Mr. Fox,
with another grin.</p>
<p>"Neither have I forgotten that you helped
me out of the forest," continued Puss, "and
I feel very friendly toward you."</p>
<p>"If that's the case," said the fox in a kind
voice, "you come home with me and Mrs.
Fox will give you some of the best roast duck
you ever tasted in your life."</p>
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