The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-11-10
LittIe Stories For Bedtime
Danny's First Adventure
tBy THORNTON BUnaEss,
NANNY MEADOW MOUSE

NANNY MEADOW MOUSE had started forth adventuring. That
 is. he had started to gee some thing more of the Great World than the little bit where his home was, ana l suspect that down inside that httie gray. warm. coat of his he felt very much as MT. Columbus did when ne sailed away to discover America. UT course. he didn't know he was going to discover America. He didn't know there was such a place as America.
 Nanny Meadow Mouse had bravely winked back the tears as she bade Danny good-bye. Danny might not be ofraid but she was. She was afraid for him. But she didn't let Danny see those tears. So Danny started forth in the moonlight as bravely as you please. He chose to travel at night because he felt that it would be safer. Hooty the Owl was the only one to watch out from above and Hooty was over in the Green Forest Danny knew that be- cause he had waited until he heard Hooty's voice over there. Granny and Reddy Fox had spent the afternoon hunting on the Green Meadows, so Danny knew that they were hardly likely to be back there again that day. Then a moonlight night was a good time to travel for another reason. Moonlight makes great many Black Shadows. When there is no moon light the Black Shadows are so crowded together that all is darkness, but when gentle Mistress Moon is shining and pouring her silvery light down on the Green Forest and the Black Shadows are scattered. They look blacker than ever and they are very friendly to the little people like Danny Meadow Mouse. You see the Black Shadows will hide little tpeople like Danny while biz people like Reddy Fox and Old Man Coyote cannot hide in them, and in the silvery light of Mistress Moon are easily seen. So Danny felt that everything was quite as it should be for him to start out to see the Great World.
 For quite a long way Danny fol- lowered one of his own private little paths and until he reached the end of that he didn't feel the real thrill of adventuring. But the minute he step ped out of that familiar little path into the unfamiliar and the unknown he tingled all over with hte funniest feeling. a mixed-up kind of feeling, a little scary, a little eager, little doubt full and a whole lot expectant. You see as long as he was in that familiar little scary, a little eager, little doubt appear any sudden danger he would know just where to hide and what to do. But the instant he left that little path he was a stranger in a strange place. He didn't know where there was a single hiding place and if danger should appear he would have to trust wholly to his wits to save his life. It was very exciting.
 While he was in his private little path he could run as fast as he pleased, but now he had to go rather slowly. He had to pick his way where the grass stems were not too close together. Then, too, he tried to keep in the Black Shadows. Being such a little fellow he couldn't see over the grass and so never could be sure that the way was clear or safe. So, feeling safer in the friendly Black Shadows, he kept to these as closely as he could. Doing this meant, of course, that he couldn't keep to a straight line, so by the time