The Mouse on the Moon
Leonard Wibberley
Language: English
Pages: 160
ISBN: B0000CLZC9
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
The Mouse on the moon is a wonderfully funny sequel to the"Mouse that Roared." The Duchy of Grand Fenwick, the world'ssmallest country, whose army of 20 longbow men defeated the United States in "The Mouse that Roared" is back again. The time is during the space race in the 1960s, and the Americans and the Soviets are racing to claim the moon. Both sides are vying for advantage both on the technical and propaganda front.
While such great events are afoot elsewhere one must pity poor Count of Mountjoy, a man who aspires to greatness but as the Prime Minister of the Duchy only gets to deal with trivial matters. He has to arrange to have the potholes in Fenwicks single road repaired, or to pay for the restringing of the bows and the purchase of new arrows for the nations tiny army. He dreams of superhighways and modern facilities and budgets in the billions for Grand Fenwick, but instead is stuck dealing with 2 pounds and 10 shillings to purchase some new arrows.
One day the Duchy's beloved princess Glorina decides she wants a sable coat, which costs considerably more than the Duchy's entire annual budget. This request combined with considerable diplomatic maneuver by Lord Mountjoy and diplomatic posturing by the US and the Soviet Union starts a chain of hilarious events that catapult the Duchy into the forefront of the space race. The US and the USSR are trying to get ahead of one another in a military space race, only if Grand Fenwick can beat them both will cooperation prevail in space.
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At all what the Count had anticipated. Mountjoy related all the details of his correspondence with the Secretary of State, and concluded jubilantly, "Just think, my friend, how brilliantly I have succeeded—there is a lesson in statesmanship for you. Not five million dollars but fifty million dollars. Not chromium-plated faucets but solid-gold faucets and bathtubs of onyx if we wish. We can make Grand Fenwick the tourist paradise of the world. And of course an Imperial Russian Sable fur coat for.
Dollars for which I did not ask, I leave entirely to you." Tully thought about this for a while and then said, "All right. Five million for the castle and the road. The rest for rocket research." "Agreed," said the Count and they shook hands. He had not snatched victory from the jaws of defeat. He had done what is often more difficult—snatched compromise from the jaws of disaster. He was very pleased with himself. * * * VII The announcement of a free grant of $50,000,000 to the.
Be able to have a hot bath whenever one wants it—that is an enduring contribution to the refinement of man, which is the proper objective of all governments." "Bobo," said Gloriana, "you are not running for re-election at the present moment." "What is your estimate now on the take-off date for the rocket?" asked Tully, turning to Vincent of Mountjoy. "Four weeks," said Vincent. "But that's just the engineering end of it. Dr. Kokintz will have to set the time because he has to calculate the.
Discussion followed much the same lines as the American conference. The Defense Secretary pressed for the sending of a Russian rocket immediately to the moon to get ahead of the Grand Fenwick rocket. The Commissar for Foreign Affairs argued that this might be resented in Albania—a nation the Soviet Union was having some trouble keeping in line. It was the Minister for Propaganda who supplied the solution. "Let us send a rocket there to help our comrade workers in the Duchy of Grand Fenwick," he.
A small nation but a real nation, just like all the other nations of the world. A private person might be appalled at the thought of the cost of such a purchase. But it is utterly ridiculous to think that a nation—any nation—cannot provide its ruler with a fur coat." "It is ridiculous," agreed the Count. "But it is also true." "It is only true if you admit that it is true," said Gloriana firmly. "I have already warned you against underestimating yourself and being dragged down by the little.