Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: "D LITTLE BROTHER'S CAT. kADDY," said the little boy, "didn't you have any kittie when you were a little boy?" And he threw his tin horse and wagon in the corner and his rag doll on top of them, and came and stood in front of papa and looked up at him. "Say, papa, tell me about your little kit- tie." And by the time papa had laid his paper down the little boy was up in his lap, getting settled in a good, comfortable place, ready to hear a story. "Let me see," said papa, pretending to think real hard; "it seems to me that we used to have plenty of cats on the farm, but they didn't do anything but sleep and steal milk and chickens and make a fuss at night." "And then we giggled." '' Oh, daddy! tell me about some nice kitties.'' "Well, cats don't amount to much, any way," said papa, "but I do remember one that had almost as much sense and loved a boy almost as much as an ordinary dog—not as much as Shep, of course, or any real smart dog, but just an ordinary, every-day sort of a dog. "When your Uncle Ben was a little bit of a fellow, smaller than you are now, he had a cat that followed him everywhere. One time he got very sick, and the cat couldn't be kept out of the house at all. One night the poor little boy was worse than usual, and grandpa had picked him up and was trying to walk him to sleep. Just as soon as he began to walk, the cat began to follow him, because he was carrying the baby. Every time the baby would cry the cat would "M-e-o-w!" as if it wanted to help take care of him. For a long time the cat would follow right close to grandpa's heels and sometimes rub against .his ankles. Sometimes when he went to turn to start back across the room the cat would rub against him so close that it almost tripped him; then it would stop to rub against a chair-leg or...