Hotelkeepers do not admire mice.
They give their chambermaids severe instructions. Nevertheless, other Manhattan hotels were envious when, last week, mice were reported in the Waldorf-Astoria. For one thing, these mice were dead. For another, they were, as mice go, famed. They had arrived in the luggage of Explorer-Engineer Grant Carveth Wells of England, who was going to take them to the American Museum of Natural History, where they would be mounted against a background of bleak tundra and labeled Lemmus norvegicus, the lemming. Stubby of tail, tawny of fur, blunt of snout,...
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