life is always a game of hide-and-seek to danny meadow mouse. you see, he is such a fat little fellow that there are a great many other furry-coated people, and almost as many who wear feathers, who would gobble danny up for breakfast or for dinner if they could. some of them pretend to be his friends, but danny always keeps his eyes open when they are around and always begins to play hide-and-seek. peter rabbit and jimmy skunk and striped chipmunk and happy jack squirrel are all friends whom he can trust, but he always has a bright twinkling eye open for reddy fox and billy mink and shadow the weasel and old whitetail the marsh hawk, and several more, especially hooty the owl at night.

now danny meadow mouse is a stouthearted little fellow, and when rough brother north wind came shouting across the green meadows, tearing to pieces the snow clouds and shaking out the snowflakes until they covered the green meadows deep, deep, deep, danny just snuggled down in his warm coat in his snug little house of grass and waited. danny liked the snow. yes, sir, danny meadow mouse liked the snow. he just loved to dig in it and make tunnels. through those tunnels in every direction he could go where he pleased and when he pleased without being seen by anybody. it was great fun!

every little way he made a little round doorway up beside a stiff stalk of grass. out of this he could peep at the white world, and he could get the fresh, cold air. sometimes, when he was quite sure that no one was around, he would scamper across on top of the snow from one doorway to another, and when he did this, he made the prettiest little footprints.

now reddy fox knew all about those doorways and who made them. reddy was having hard work to get enough to eat this cold weather, and he was hungry most of the time. one morning, as he came tiptoeing softly over the meadows, what should he see just ahead of him but the head of danny meadow mouse pop out of one of those little round doorways! reddy's mouth watered, and he stole forward more softly than ever. when he got within jumping distance, he drew his stout hind legs under him and made ready to spring. presto! danny meadow mouse had disappeared! reddy fox jumped just the same and began to dig as fast as he could make his paws go. he could smell danny meadow mouse and that made him almost frantic.

all the time danny meadow mouse was scurrying along one of his little tunnels, and when finally reddy fox stopped digging because he was quite out of breath, danny popped his head out of another little doorway and laughed at reddy. of course reddy saw him, and of course reddy tried to catch him there, and dug frantically just as before. and of course danny meadow mouse wasn't there.

danny popped his head out of another little doorway and laughed at reddy

after a while reddy fox grew tired of this kind of a game and tried another plan. the next time he saw danny meadow mouse stick his head out, reddy pretended not to see him. he stretched himself out on the ground and made believe that he was very tired and sleepy. he closed his eyes. then he opened them just the tiniest bit, so that he could see danny meadow mouse and yet seem to be asleep. danny watched him for a long time. then he chuckled to himself and dropped out of sight.

no sooner was he gone than reddy fox stole over close to the little doorway and waited. “he'll surely stick his head out again to see if i'm asleep, and then i'll have him,” said reddy to himself. so he waited and waited and waited. by and by he turned his head. there was danny meadow mouse at another little doorway, laughing at him!