The Table Talks

By Mary G. Sontag

This is a fantasy fable involving some facts embellished. It is about a table telling stories to a mouse and his descendants over many years. These are the stories told. There are many good moral suggestions in the book, as well as much humor.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Nov 20, 2012
• ISBN: 9781477276938

Mary G. Sontag

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Published by AuthorHouse 11/13/2012

ISBN: 978-1-4772-7693-8 (e)

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This is about a TABLE that hears stories told by people sitting around it. THE TABLE was built from a tree grown in the Smith family forest. THE TABLE told some of these stories and conversations to friends who were mice of the Smith-Mouse family and they recorded them for your pleasure. A mouse, Patrick Smith-Mouse, had come to America when Mary Millar Smith came from Ireland. His descendants carried on with the custom of hearing stories and recording them. And they are reported here for you.

You will first read about how Patrick Dublin-Mouse managed to get to America. And yes, he changed his name from Patrick Dublin-Mouse to Patrick Smith-Mouse as soon as he had a way to get to America with Mary Millar Smith.

Patrick had lived in the basement of a large building in Dublin. On the First Floor of this building, there was a milliner’s shoppe. He used to go there in the afternoons to listen to the ladies talking. He had to be careful because if ever any of the ladies saw him then they would probably scream and not like him there. It was on one of these listening-in visits that he heard a lady talking about needing a new hat to wear for her trip to America.

This sure put interest in Patrick’s mind. He listened intently and discovered that Mary Millar Smith, as she called herself, was about to depart on her journey to America. Patrick was so excited that he, in fact, hurried outside and got in position to follow Mary Millar Smith when she left the hat shoppe.

He wanted to find out where she lived. Patrick followed Mary Millar Smith a short distance down the street and she

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turned in to an apartment building. He made up his mind he would go to America with her if he could hide in her luggage.

Patrick dashed around the building to the back and found a way to get inside the apartment house. He discovered where she had her luggage (a large amount of it). When he explored a bit, he found a very small opening between the side and bottom of a fully packed trunk. It was indeed a small opening. We have always heard, if a mouse can get its head through the opening then it is possible for them to contort their body and get that through.

So, he had found a way to go to America. From the conversation he had heard in the milliner’s shoppe, he knew that the lady was going to be traveling very soon. He had to find a little food to hold him over a while and then he took his position in the trunk.

It was early the following morning when he felt the trunk being moved. The trunk was taken, along with the other luggage, to the Ship named the Lovely Lady. He kept peeking out to keep up-to-date as to what was happening. The sky was dark and had heavy clouds. Actually, he thought it to be quite gloomy.

He felt that Mary Millar Smith must be all set up on the Ship because he became aware of movement of the Ship. So he knew they were on their way. The rain and wind came and it was cold. There were high waves. He was very cold and lonely and wondered if he had really done the right thing in leaving his homeland. But it was too late now to think about that. He certainly could not swim back to shore.

After they were well on their way and