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In
the
cool
of
the
evening
,
when
shadows
darkened
the
Fair
Grounds
,
Templeton
crept
from
the
crate
and
looked
around
.
Wilbur
lay
asleep
in
the
straw
.
Charlotte
was
building
a
web
.
Templeton
’
s
keen
nose
detected
many
fine
smells
in
the
air
.
The
rat
was
hungry
and
thirsty
.
He
decided
to
go
exploring
.
Without
saying
anything
to
anybody
,
he
started
off
.
"
Bring
me
back
a
word
!
"
Charlotte
called
after
him
.
"
I
shall
be
writing
tonight
for
the
last
time
.
"
The
rat
mumbled
something
to
himself
and
disappeared
into
the
shadows
.
He
did
not
like
being
treated
like
a
messenger
boy
.
After
the
heat
of
the
day
,
the
evening
came
as
a
welcome
relief
to
all
.
The
Ferris
wheel
was
lighted
now
.
It
went
round
and
round
in
the
sky
and
seemed
twice
as
high
as
by
day
.
There
were
lights
on
the
midway
,
and
you
could
hear
the
crackle
of
the
gambling
machines
and
the
music
of
the
merry
-
go
-
round
and
the
voice
of
the
man
in
the
beano
booth
calling
numbers
.
The
children
felt
refreshed
after
their
nap
.
Fern
met
her
friend
Henry
Fussy
,
and
he
invited
her
to
ride
with
him
in
the
Ferris
wheel
.
He
even
bought
a
ticket
for
her
,
so
it
didn
’
t
cost
her
anything
.
When
Mrs
.
Arable
happened
to
look
up
into
the
starry
sky
and
saw
her
little
daughter
sitting
with
Henry
Fussy
and
going
higher
and
higher
into
the
air
,
and
saw
how
happy
Fern
looked
,
she
just
shook
her
head
.
"
My
,
my
!
"
she
said
.
"
Henry
Fussy
.
Think
of
that
!
"
Templeton
kept
out
of
sight
.
In
the
tall
grass
behind
the
cattle
barn
he
found
a
folded
newspaper
.
Inside
it
were
leftovers
from
somebody
’
s
lunch
:
a
deviled
ham
sandwich
,
a
piece
of
Swiss
cheese
,
part
of
a
hard
-
boiled
egg
,
and
the
core
of
a
wormy
apple
.
The
rat
crawled
in
and
ate
everything
.
Then
he
tore
a
word
out
of
the
paper
,
rolled
it
up
,
and
started
back
to
Wilbur
’
s
pen
.
Charlotte
had
her
web
almost
finished
when
Templeton
returned
,
carrying
the
newspaper
clipping
.
She
had
left
a
space
in
the
middle
of
the
web
.
At
this
hour
,
no
people
were
around
the
pigpen
,
so
the
rat
and
the
spider
and
the
pig
were
by
themselves
.
"
I
hope
you
brought
a
good
one
,
"
Charlotte
said
.
"
It
is
the
last
word
I
shall
ever
write
.
"
"
Here
,
"
said
Templeton
,
unrolling
the
paper
.
