A cat had made acquaintance with a mouse, and had spoken so much of the greatlove and friendship she felt for her, that at last the Mouse consented to live in the samehouse with her, and to go shares in the housekeeping. 'But we must provide for thewinter or else we shall suffer hunger, ' said the Cat. 'You, little Mouse, cannot ventureeverywhere in case you run at last into a trap.' This good counsel was followed, and alittle pot of fat was bought. But they did not know where to put it. At length, after longconsultation, the Cat said, 'I know of no place where it could be better put than in thechurch. No one will trouble to take it away from there. We will hide it in a corner, and wewon't touch it till we are in want.' So the little pot was placed in safety; but it was notlong before the Cat had a great longing for it, and said to the Mouse, 'I wanted to tellyou, little Mouse, that my cousin has a little son, white with brown spots, and she wantsme to be godmother to it. Let me go out to-day, and do you take care of the housealone