running up and down {upon him;} this soon wakened the Lion, 

who placed his huge paw {upon him,} and opened his big

jaws to swallow him. "Pardon, O King," cried the little Mouse:

"forgive me this time, I shall never forget it: who knows but 

what I may be able to do you a turn some {of these days?"}

The Lion was so tickled {at the idea} {of the Mouse} being 

able to help him, that he lifted up his paw and let him go.  Some

time {after} the Lion was caught {in a trap,} and the hunters 

who desired to carry him alive {to the King,} tied him {to a

tree} while they went {in search} {of a waggon} to carry him 

{on.} Just then the little Mouse happened to pass {by,} and 

seeing the sad plight {in which} the Lion was, went up {to him}

and soon gnawed away the ropes that bound the King {of the

Beasts.} "Was I not right?" said the little Mouse.

      Little friends may prove great friends.