Stuart Little by E. B. White, Garth Williams Page A
Authors: E. B. White, Garth Williams
Tags: Fiction, General, Voyages and travels, Classics, Action & Adventure, Juvenile Fiction, Animals, Mice, Adventure and Adventurers, Mice; Hamsters; Guinea Pigs; Etc, Little; Stuart (Fictitious Character)
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CHARLOTTE’S WEB
“These two titles appear to
be headed for literary immortality in our times and are the works for which Mr.
White has been awarded the 1970 Laura Ingalls Wilder Award. The continuing and
almost universal response of children to his two fantasies ... is the real
tribute to the real genius of E. B. White. The medal acknowledges and
memorializes this fact.”
--Chairman, 1970 Laura
Ingalls Wilder Award Committee,
Children’s Services
Division,
American Library
Association
About
THE TRUMPET OF THE SWAN
“Surely there is no other
author whose new book one would reach forwith such sure anticipation. No one
else could bring off, so marvelously well, that extraordinary blend of real wildlife
and nature and the utterly fantastic. And the beautiful details, the sweetness
of relationships—poignant without this time being sad— also make you know that
this is the author of CHARLOTTE’S WEB.”
--Virginia Haviland
“THE TRUMPET OF THE SWAN
glows with the primal ecstasies of space and flight, of night and day, of
nurturing and maturing, of courtship and art.”
--John Updike, The New
York
Times
E.b. White was born in Mount
Vernon, New York, in 1899, and went to the public schools there. He graduated
from Cornell University in 1921, worked in New York for a year, and then
traveled about. After five or six years trying many sorts of jobs, plus a year or
two of unemployment, he found work with The New Yorker, then in its infancy.
The connection proved a happy one and resulted in a steady output of satirical
sketches, poems, and editorials. Many of these were unsigned, and some were
published over the initials E.b.w. In 1938 he went to the country and wrote
essays every month for Harper’s magazine that were made into the book ONE MAN’S
MEAT. Mr. White found writing difficult and bad for one’s health, but he kept
at it even so. He would have liked, more than anything, to be a poet. The
poets, he thought, are the great ones. He began STUART LITTLE in the hope of
amusing a six-year-old niece of his, but before he had finished it she had grown
up and was reading Hemingway.
CONTENTS
Chapter Page
I. In the Drain
II. Home Problems
III. Washing Up
IV. Exercise
V. Rescued
VI. A Fair Breeze .....
VII. The Sailboat Race
VIII. Margalo .......
IX. A Narrow Escape
X. Springtime
XI. The Automobile
XII. The Schoolroom 61
XIII. Ames’ Crossing
XIV. An Evening on the River
XV. Heading North
STUART LITTLE
I. In the Drain
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. He was only about two inches high; and he had a mouse’s sharp nose,
a mouse’s tail, a mouse’s whiskers, and the pleasant, shy manner of a mouse.
Before he was many days old he was not only looking like a mouse but acting
like one, too—wearing a gray hat and carrying a small cane. Mr. and Mrs.
Little named him Stuart, and Mr. Little made him a tiny bed out of four
clothespins and a cigarette box.
Unlike most babies, Stuart
could walk as soon as he was born. When he was a week old he could climb lamps
by shinnying up the cord.
Mrs. Little saw right away
that the infant clothes she had provided were unsuitable, and she set to work and
made him a fine little blue worsted suit with patch pockets in which he could
keep his handkerchief, his money, and his keys. Every morning, before Stuart
dressed, Mrs. Little went into his room and weighed him on a small scale which
was really meant for weighing letters. At birth Stuart could have been sent by
first class mail for three cents, but his parents preferred to keep him rather
than send him away; and when, at the age of a month, he had gained only a third
of an ounce, his mother was so worried she sent for the doctor.
The doctor was delighted
with Stuart and said that it was very unusual for an American family to have a mouse.
He
“These two titles appear to
be headed for literary immortality in our times and are the works for which Mr.
White has been awarded the 1970 Laura Ingalls Wilder Award. The continuing and
almost universal response of children to his two fantasies ... is the real
tribute to the real genius of E. B. White. The medal acknowledges and
memorializes this fact.”
--Chairman, 1970 Laura
Ingalls Wilder Award Committee,
Children’s Services
Division,
American Library
Association
About
THE TRUMPET OF THE SWAN
“Surely there is no other
author whose new book one would reach forwith such sure anticipation. No one
else could bring off, so marvelously well, that extraordinary blend of real wildlife
and nature and the utterly fantastic. And the beautiful details, the sweetness
of relationships—poignant without this time being sad— also make you know that
this is the author of CHARLOTTE’S WEB.”
--Virginia Haviland
“THE TRUMPET OF THE SWAN
glows with the primal ecstasies of space and flight, of night and day, of
nurturing and maturing, of courtship and art.”
--John Updike, The New
York
Times
E.b. White was born in Mount
Vernon, New York, in 1899, and went to the public schools there. He graduated
from Cornell University in 1921, worked in New York for a year, and then
traveled about. After five or six years trying many sorts of jobs, plus a year or
two of unemployment, he found work with The New Yorker, then in its infancy.
The connection proved a happy one and resulted in a steady output of satirical
sketches, poems, and editorials. Many of these were unsigned, and some were
published over the initials E.b.w. In 1938 he went to the country and wrote
essays every month for Harper’s magazine that were made into the book ONE MAN’S
MEAT. Mr. White found writing difficult and bad for one’s health, but he kept
at it even so. He would have liked, more than anything, to be a poet. The
poets, he thought, are the great ones. He began STUART LITTLE in the hope of
amusing a six-year-old niece of his, but before he had finished it she had grown
up and was reading Hemingway.
CONTENTS
Chapter Page
I. In the Drain
II. Home Problems
III. Washing Up
IV. Exercise
V. Rescued
VI. A Fair Breeze .....
VII. The Sailboat Race
VIII. Margalo .......
IX. A Narrow Escape
X. Springtime
XI. The Automobile
XII. The Schoolroom 61
XIII. Ames’ Crossing
XIV. An Evening on the River
XV. Heading North
STUART LITTLE
I. In the Drain
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. He was only about two inches high; and he had a mouse’s sharp nose,
a mouse’s tail, a mouse’s whiskers, and the pleasant, shy manner of a mouse.
Before he was many days old he was not only looking like a mouse but acting
like one, too—wearing a gray hat and carrying a small cane. Mr. and Mrs.
Little named him Stuart, and Mr. Little made him a tiny bed out of four
clothespins and a cigarette box.
Unlike most babies, Stuart
could walk as soon as he was born. When he was a week old he could climb lamps
by shinnying up the cord.
Mrs. Little saw right away
that the infant clothes she had provided were unsuitable, and she set to work and
made him a fine little blue worsted suit with patch pockets in which he could
keep his handkerchief, his money, and his keys. Every morning, before Stuart
dressed, Mrs. Little went into his room and weighed him on a small scale which
was really meant for weighing letters. At birth Stuart could have been sent by
first class mail for three cents, but his parents preferred to keep him rather
than send him away; and when, at the age of a month, he had gained only a third
of an ounce, his mother was so worried she sent for the doctor.
The doctor was delighted
with Stuart and said that it was very unusual for an American family to have a mouse.
He
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