Strange little book. The premise is one I enjoy, as I've always been somewhat fascinated by unusually small things, and the notion of experiencing the world from the perspective of a very small being. So I loved all the little contraptions and whatnot created to help Stuart function in a human-sized house.
However, the book kind of felt like White didn't really know what he was doing with it or where he was going with it. The first half of it consists of largely unrelated, episodic adventures around New York, and then the second half develops a somewhat more cohesive plot as he embarks on his quest to find Margalo. Only barely more cohesive, though, as it too consists of a series of basically unrelated escapade along his journey.
And then it just ends. No, seriously. It's like White just stopped writing in the middle of the story. We don't find out if Stuart finds Margalo, or anything about what happens to Margalo. We don't know how the Little family reacts to Stuart's departure, or if he ever makes it back. We just know he sets out on this quest, and that's it. It really feels unfinished, and I actually checked to see if maybe he died in the middle of writing it or something, but no. It was written earlier than the other two books included in this volume, so I don't know. Maybe he got bored? In any case, it's kind of bizarre.
Also contributing to my sense that he didn't really know what he was doing with this story is the fact that, for the most part, aside from the fact that Stuart is a mouse born to a human family, everything is basically, well, reasonably plausible. The things his father builds for him make sense, the fact that he wears doll clothes makes sense, and even his sailing of the model ship is conceivable. Someone could be crazy enough to build a model ship that is fully functional, to the point of being crewable if only you could find a crew small enough. But then there's the little car. OK, there again, maybe you could be crazy enough to build a model car that actually runs on gasoline and everything. But this thing has an invisibility button. WTF? All of a sudden, this bit of complete outlandishness is just dropped into the story. And for no particularly good reason. The car goes invisible in its owner's office, crashes around for a while, and that's it. From that point on, it's just Stuart's little car. Never goes invisible again. And how it becomes invisible is also entirely unexplained. Weird.
His encounter with Harriet, the two-inch-tall girl is also fairly random and fairly pointless. They meet, try to have a date, it doesn't really work, she goes home, and he continues his journey. What was the point of that? I'd have made her another mouse person like Stuart, and maybe they could continue to journey together or something. Instead we just had this random meeting (which was another instance of unexplained phenomenon - why is she two inches tall, but otherwise a regular person? If we're being asked to accept that Stuart's situation is conceivable, why not just stick with that? Why mess with it like this?), for no particular reason.
Also, I know it's a children's book, and a fairly old one at that, but let's have some standards of literature here. Frankly, I expect better than the following from a man who's written his own bloody book about grammar:
[Stuart:] whipped off his cap, lay down on his stomach, and dipped up some of the cool refreshing drink, using his cap as a dipper.
"That's very refreshing," remarked Stuart. "There's nothing like a long, cool drink in the heat of the day, when you're travelling."
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Really? You feel the need to repeat that it's a cool, refreshing drink two sentences right in a row? Really? Maybe I'm overreacting, but that just seemed like really bad, lazy writing.
Anyway. It was cute, but frankly, I don't know that I would recommend it, due pretty much entirely to the totally bizarre and abrupt way it ends. I just don't see the point of reading a story with no discernible plot arc or resolution of any kind.