Stuart Little

When Mrs. Frederick C. Little's second son arrived, everybody noticed that he was not much bigger than a mouse. The truth of the matter was, the baby looked very much like a mouse in every way." So begins E.B. White's tale of a sensitive, erudite mouse that is somehow born to a family of humans. Mr. and Mrs. Little name him Stuart and make him a tiny bed out of four clothespins and a cigarette box. He is a welcome addition to their pleasant New York City home. He can do things that no one else in the family can do, like retrieve his mother's ring from the bathtub drain. But the Littles still worry about Stuart. They ban all references to "mice" in family conversation; they even tear the song "Three Blind Mice" from the nursery songbook. And they install tiny rope ladders to help Stuart make his way around the house. But he's good at taking care of himself, too. He can board buses on Fifth Avenue, and he can sail a boat like an expert seaman on the sailboat pond in Central Park. Soon he