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Merton also liked to collect things: broken bits of colored glass and crockery, twisted pieces of wood, empty snail shells, bundles of strings. Among his most treasured possessions was his collection of feathers
Flying fascinated him greatly. Whenever he spied an insect or bird, he wished to fly like them, to be able to spread his arms and sail off. He studied these creatures attentively, sketching down every detail of their wings. The birds liked him, and would pose quietly as he examined their wings and feathers. The insects found him a nuisance. He was always catching them and tying them to sticks and strings so that he could see how their wings moved. However, being a very kind mouse, he always released them after he was done.
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His sisters also disapproved of his solitary wanderings and attempts at flying. Although they were twins, being about the same size and cinnamon color, they differed in disposition. They also had different solutions for Merton’s follies.
Bluebell, the dominant one, was bossy and bad-tempered. She tried to reason with her younger brother with threats and strict lectures on “commonsense” and “proper acting.” Anemone
However, in spite of their efforts, Merton still stuck to his one goal, to be the very first flying mouse.
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“You know,” said Merton. “So I can make it into a pterodactyl glider when we get home.”
His little brother was the only one in his family,
“That old thing?” Nuttal exclaimed. “But it’s raggedly-looking, and what if you fall out of the tree? What am I
“Ahh, quit your fussing!” Merton grumbled. “I won’t fall. Mice can climb as good as squirrels.”
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They found a nearby hill as an ideal spot for their gliding tests. It was high, had steady winds, and was absent of obstacles like trees and buildings. On the day of the high flight, the sun was
Merton gazed at some fleecy white clouds and at the grass rippling in the wind. He spied a raven flapping above. Soon, he would be in its place, not worrying about chores or overbearing sisters, just being wild and carefree.
Then suddenly Bluebell was there. She had seen her brother lugging an enormous winged contraption up the hill. She thought, ''
When she grabbed Merton by the arm, all his happy dreams were shattered, and he was jolted back to reality. Without saying a word, she took each brother by an ear and led them straight home.
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Eventually the
Finally, he slipped away from his task as butler, and peeked at the guests’ many gifts. He almost wept from anger and disappointment, for although the packages were full of treats and trinkets, not one was a great winged kite.
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From that day on, Merton followed the same routine. Each morning he rose very early and hurried up to the attic. There he would find the parts for the glider
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“Better make that a hill,” said Melinda, promptly, “and not just any hill; a steep one to get enough lift. If you just launch it right out of a window, there’s no way of telling what might happen. You might take off, but you’re more likely to crash.”
“Question is,” Merton wondered,
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“I didn’t know either,” said Merton, impatiently. “So, are you coming or not?”
Nuttal frowned some more, and then answered. “Okay, I’ll come, but this better not be a waste of time.”
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“You will? Why?” Merton asked, puzzled. “You look like a carnivore. You probably like to eat little things like me.”
The Snalleygaster laughed a ringing laugh. “Eat you? Don’t be silly!” she said. “I don’t eat mice
“Thanks,” said Merton gratefully. “I had help though.” And while they hovered there in midair, Merton told the Snalleygaster about the help he got from Nuttal and Melinda.
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Merton’s family dashed outside, thinking it was an earthquake or maybe the end of the world. Nuttal and frantically fluttering Melinda followed them shortly.
The Snalleygaster made one more circle and landed, against the wind, in the alfalfa field behind the old tool shed. She extended her left
He walked up to his family and said, “What’s for dinner? I’m really hungry.”
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