Bryn Mawr College - Bryn Mawr Yearbook (Bryn Mawr, PA)

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HOV THE MCLSE GOT ITS TAIL EPISODE TWO [ HE next autumn the Mouse returned to the Jungle, arriving with rather a — swagger as though she owned the place. She was surprised and disdainful when she discovered a flock of Little Green Zebras running all around. They were quite a nuisance but they made up for that by being amusing in their ignorance of jungle lore. All feeling of disdain or anything else was soon lost, however, in the whirlpool of activity which then began. Every animal in the jungle vibrated with community spirit and antiquarian interest as they strove to bring back to the Jungle the spacious days of that famous Cat, Good Queen Bess. The celebration was to centre around one figure called the May Queen, and great and bitter was the strife between the Pale Blue Kittens, the Red Polyps, the Mouse and the Little Green Zebras. Of course the Mouse had a tremendous advantage because of her lovely long ta il, but finally they chose a Little Green Zebra with a lovely flowing yellow mane, who photographed beautifully, and the Publicity Cat was delighted. Now work began in earnest and every animal slaved. They danced and they sewed, they rehearsed and they tumbled — very hard, some of them, till it became a habit — and the Imported English Cat and the Three Hearty Kittens who lived in the Gym- nasium looked out over the activity and purred. The Rather Inferior Variety of Cats were not so pleased because they felt they were being neglected and on reflection they were probably right, but the Highly Superior Cats held them in check. All went merry as Taylor Bell, and tempers were found lying loose round the jungle and restored to the harassed owners, so that peace had an inning once more, but there were two that were so tattered that they could scarcely be recognised, but they were finally identified when a musical scale was found on one and a hockey stick on the other. The Great Day came and the Spacious Days were restored, but there was very little space in the Jungle, for all the beasts for miles around and many miles away came to see and hear and criticise, and then the Great Day was gone, and the time for the Semi-Annual Tail-Twisting had come again. This year it was a Most Awful Twist because the poor little mouse had neglected that lovely tail of hers ever since it had failed her in the test for the May Queen, and it hadn ' t been brushed for weeks, but once more the ordeal was passed and she fled back to her Highly Respect- able Home and announced to her amazed but still indulgent Set of Parents that she was going to spend the summer studying foreign languages. 119]