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.