1. The next morning I flew in at the window. Rose had soon done her breakfast, and she locked up the caddy again, with me outside this time.  
2. Though I did not fancy any sweets on that morning, I saw something in a small jug¹ on the table which I thought looked even nicer. It was yellow and rather thick.[Pg 75]
 
3. I went down to see what sort of stuff it was. It could not hurt me, at any rate, to dip one of my feet in, or the tip of my trunk, and see whether cream was better and more wholesome² than sugar.
 
 
 
SOMETHING IN A SMALL JUG.
 
4. I slid with care down the sides of the jug, holding firmly on with the little soles of my feet, which, I am thankful to say,[Pg 76] have suckers on them which make it easy for me to run where I like without falling.
 
5. I tasted cream for the first time In my life. What a happy moment it was! I tasted it a second time, a third, and a fourth time, and after that I became so greedy for more that I lost my balance and in I went plump!
 
6. At first I kicked about as hard as I could, and tried to keep my wings clear. But they soon got cold, and stuck to my sides.
 
7. And then I could only go round and round the place, looking with despair at the steep sides of the cream-jug, which seemed far larger and steeper than they had done before my sad mishap³.
 
8. I was growing tired of the struggle, my body began to sink in the cream, and even my eyes were dimmed by it, so that I could hardly see where I was going.
 
9. Thomas the serv............