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Updated: June 13, 2025
"Oh, maybe that bird stuck his sharp beak in the kittie and made it cry," thought Uncle Wiggily. "Bird, did you do that?" he asked, calling to the bird, who was flying around in the air. "Did I do what?" asked the bird. "Did you stick the kittie, and make it cry?" "Oh, no," answered the bird. "I made that cat-crying noise myself. I am a cat-bird, you know," and surely enough that bird went "Mew!
"Well," said Kittie, after a pause, and turning a corner in her handkerchief with great nicety, "I suppose since it's settled, that he will be here in a few days. Bea has fixed his room so pretty." "Pooh!
It has been many, many months since the sweet possibility" but there Kat jumped up, scarlet and ashamed. "Oh, Mr. Murray! I'm not Kittie; I'm so sorry; but I thought I meant I don't know just what.
Tufty! He gave a start, a little flutter of his wings, and then, with one glad cry of recognition, and without so much as a parting look at poor Brownie, flew straight for the door, and alighted on the top of his cage. "'How strangely things come about, mamma? Kittie said that evening as they talked over this little incident.
When she saw Kittie coming, she met her at the door, with a warm, cheery smile and inquired gayly: "Good morning, my dear; what is going to happen that you are without your mate? and which one are you?" Kittie laughed as she went up the neat little walk, with early violets blooming either side, but Mrs.
What if Ernestine should be in there dead, or something? She shook and hesitated, but finally opened the door, for Kittie was brave, and looked in! Nothing seemed to be the matter. The sunshine came warmly in at the windows and illumined every corner.
"We'll have to bring something in out of the sitting-room," said Bea, pushing the chairs around, with a view to making one fill the space required by two. "There's so much room, and it makes things look so skimpy." "Don't have everything pushed back so," advised Kittie, giving a twitch here and a pull there, that brought things to more social angles, and left less space.
Crimson of face, awkward as a calf, I bowed to Kittie and she to me; and then she threw her arms about me and kissed me on the lips. And then I saw her wink slyly at Bob Wade. Then Kittie and I became the needle's eye and she worked it so we caught Bob Wade and Virginia, even though it was necessary to wait a moment after the word "you" she meant to do it!
"We'll get her all safe again, a little bath won't hurt her. Here Kittie, you're the best runner, go to the house and bring me the largest hammer and longest nails in the tool-chest. Be quick now." Kittie was off like a flash, and when she came back, there were three or four logs lying ready for use, with some planks and a long pole, and Mr.
"May I have Pansy with me as often as I want her?" asked Kittie, just before he left. "Certainly; I shall always be pleased to hear that you still love the child, and that she is sometimes with you," he answered, lingering, as if loth to go.
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