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Chester was feeling so contented that he had to sing for a while. Everyone listened very quietly. The only other sound was the creaking of the rocking chair, which went very well with the cricket??s song. Sai Fong and his friend were very touched by the concert. They sat with their eyes closed and expressions of complete peace on their faces. When it was over, the old Chinese gentleman blew his nose on a silk handkerchief he took out of his sleeve. His eyes were moist. Dabbing at them with the handkerchief, he whispered something to Sai Fong.
??He day it like being in palace garden to hear cricket sing,?? Sai Fong translated to Mario.
They boy thanked Sai Fong for the Chinese dinner, but said he would have to be going now, because it was late.
??You come back any time,?? said Sai Fong. He put the eleven mulberry leaves in a little box and gave it to Mario. ??Plenty leaves on tree. I save all for cricket.??
Mario thanked him again. The old Chinese gentleman stood up and bowed. Mario bowed to him. Sai Fong bowed, and Mario bowed to him too. In the cage Chester was bowing to everybody. Mario backed toward the door, still bowing, and went <b><a href="http://www.louisvuittonoutletforcheap.com" >Louis Vuitton</a></b> It had been a very nice evening. He felt formal and polite from all the bowing, and he was glad that his cricket had been able to make the two Chinese gentlemen so happy.


Ten the Dinner Party
Late one night Chester Cricket was very busy inside the newsstand. As soon as the Bellinis went home, he hopped out of the matchbox and began to clean up. First he pushed in the box so its sides were even and then slid it over beside the alarm clock. Next he pulled a piece of Kleenex out of the Kleenex box and dragged it back and forth across the shelf. When the shelf was dusted, he picked up the tissue in his two front legs and polished the cricket cage so its bars shone. He wiped off the glass in the front of the alarm clock and the radio too until he could see his own reflection. The dial of the clock was luminous and it shed a very soft green light. Chester wanted everything to be perfect on this particular evening. There was going to be a party.
It was exactly two months since Chester had arrived in New York, and the three animals wanted to celebrate the anniversary. Nothing too formal, you understand??just a little dinner for everyone. Tucker Mouse had volunteered to let them use the drain pipe, but Chester didn??t want to eat amid all the waste paper and rubbish his friend had collected. So after many conferences, Louis Vuitton Outlet resolved on the newsstand. It was sheltered, and quite big enough, and the radio could provide nice background music.
Tucker Mouse jumped up beside Chester. ??How is the food coming, Tucker??? asked the cricket. Tucker had been put in charge of refreshments.
??Hic hic hic,?? laughed Tucker Mouse, rubbing his front feet together, ??wait till I tell you.?? He lifted up one foot. ??I have: two chunks liverwurst, one slice ham, there pieces bacon??from a bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwich??some lettuce and tomato??from said sandwich??whole-wheat, rye, and white crusts, a big gob cole slaw, two squares from a Hershey chocolate bar, the end of an OH! Henry candy bar??with nuts!??and now comes the climax.?? Tucker paused. ??Iced soft drinks!??
??How did you get the ice??? asked Chester.
??Wait, I??ll tell you,?? said Tucker. ??All day I??ve been hiding by the lunch counter. When the soda jerks made a Coke I grabbed the ice they spilled, which I then took to the drain pipe. There,?? he went on with especial pride, ??it happens I have a heatproof, insulated bag saved up for just such as occasion. I put in the ice, shut up the opening??we have ice! Nice, eh???
He sat back on his haunches and grinned at Chester.
??Very nice,?? said Chester. ??Where have you got the drinks???
??in paper cuts,?? said Tucker. ??And no mixing of drinks either. For each kind of soft drink??another cup.??
??That??s wonderful,?? said the cricket with admiration.
??Oh, it??s nothing really,?? said Tucker, waving a foot. ??I mean, it??s something??but nothing too much.?? He looked around at the shelf and clock and everything. ??You are to be congratulated on the cleanliness. Of course, it isn??t as important as Louis Vuitton Outlet but to be clean is very nice too.??
While they were talking, Harry Cat came in through the opening at the side of the newsstand. Chester hopped down, like louis vuitton outlet good host, to greet his new guest.
??How was the concert??? he asked. Harry had been down to Washington Square to hear an open-air concert of chamber music. How you could play chamber music outdoors Chester didn??t understand??but it was New York and anything could happen.
??Very good,?? answered Harry. ??But I don??t think the violinist played nearly as well as you do.??
It made Chester very happy to hear that, but he had to turn away so harry wouldn??t see him blush.
??Harry, help me with the food,?? said Tucker. He jumped down to the floor and scurried over to the drain pipe.
The mouse and Louis Vuitton Outlet cat put all the different courses over to one side with the soft drinks so everyone could just go up and help himself. It was buffet style. Tucker and Chester sat on the shelf and Harry, who was taller, sat on the stool. But his head was on a level with theirs.
Tucker Mouse took great pride in cooling the soft drinks. There were four cups, one with Coca-Cola, one with Pepsi, one root beer, and the last orange pop. Tucker put a big piece of ice in each and then made a show of stirring them up with a straw he had found that afternoon.
??Ah,?? he sighed. ??Where but in New York could a mouse have ice in his Coca-Cola???
??We should have music,?? said Harry. He reached over and flicked on the radio.
First they got news report. But that wouldn??t do for a party. Harry twisted the dial and went through a quiz show, an amateur hour, and a play about the Deep South before he got what he wanted. Music is very nice for a party because it gives you time to eat your fill without having to make conversation.
Harry Cat was working on his second piece of Oh! Henry candy bar when he suddenly stopped munching and listened to the tune the radio was playing. His head began to sway from side to side.
??That??s my favorite son,?? he said, beginning to hum along with it.
??Sing it, Harry,?? said Chester Cricket.
??You don??t know what you??re letting yourself in for,?? blurted out Tucker Mouse through a mouthful of bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwich.
But Harry was in a party mood, so he cleared his throat and began:
??When I??m calling youuuuuuuuuu
Oooo-oooo-oooo
Oooo-oooo-oooo????
Harry had a delightful yowl that went very well with the lyrics of the song.
??You see what I told you??? groaned Tucker.
Harry went right on, however:
??Will you answer truuuuuu
Oooo-oooo-oooo
Oooo-oooo-oooo???