Laughing at a Mouse Nest

There seemed at first to be nothing that even a contented man might laugh at in the cabin. Jolly roger turned, rubbing his hands and chuckling as he went for a third time to a low shelf built against the cabin wall. There he carefully raised a mass of old papers from a box. And at the movement, there came a protesting squeak,. A little brown mouse popped up to the edge of it and peered at him with a pair of bright little questioning eyes. In a soft nest lay four tiny mice, still naked and blind. He could hear her squeaking and chirruping to them, as if she was trying to tell them not to be afraid of

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