Cat looking in window
The cat does not budge an inch. But still she answers with a pitiful "Mew!"
Cats cannot talk; but they can think. This cat looks in at the window and sees the boy. This is what she thinks.
"That boy looks like a boy that I knew when I was a kitten. I was a pet then. Now I am a cat without any home. Nobody cares for me. I go from house to house;but nobody takes me in. I wonder if I can't make that little boy take pity on me. I will try.
"Ah! he treats me like everybody else. He tells me to go away. Pretty soon he will say, 'Scat!' and throw water on me. No: he will not do that. He is so much like the little boy who used to pet me when I was a kitten, that I will not run away from him. I will beg to be let in."
So the cat sat still and said, "Mew!"
Cat drinking milk
And the cat did not make a mistake. The little boy did take pity on her at last. He toddled off to his mother as fast as his legs would carry him, and got a pan of milk, which he set on the floor.
His mother opened the window for him, and the strange cat came in. How eagerly she lapped up the milk! She was really a very nice cat. The little boy soon began to make a pet of her.
And the cat was happy, and the boy was happy; and I don't know which was the happier of the two.
UNCLE SAM.
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Thisis my baby-brother,Just one year old to-day:He cannot talk, he cannot walk;But he can laugh and play!
Thisis my baby-brother,Just one year old to-day:He cannot talk, he cannot walk;But he can laugh and play!
Two children
Step out now, baby-brother,And use your feet so small;Oh, never fear! while I am here,You shall not have a fall.
Step out now, baby-brother,And use your feet so small;Oh, never fear! while I am here,You shall not have a fall.
W. G.
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Words byIda Fay. Music byT. Crampton.
Music
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1. The birdies are merrily singing;And Minnie is merrily swinging;And Minnie is merrily swinging;Safe from the forest tree, ...Hangs the swing you may see;And the breeze a sweet odor is bringing,Under green leaves so free.2 Hold tight to the ropes, little lady,ǁ All round us is pleasant and shady; ǁAnd now we will not go,Where the sun scorches so,But will stay in the grove, little lady,Where the cool streamlets flow.3 You sit the swing well I am thinking,ǁ Your eyes, as you rise, never blinking; ǁYou're brave, you little girl,But your hair's out of curl;Very soon at the glass you'll be prinking;Smoothing each glossy curl.
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Transcriber's NotesThe original text for the July issue had a table of contents that spanned six issues. This was divided amongst those issues.Additionally, only the July issue had a title page. This page was copied for the remaining five issues. Each issue had the number added on the title page after the Volume number.
The original text for the July issue had a table of contents that spanned six issues. This was divided amongst those issues.
Additionally, only the July issue had a title page. This page was copied for the remaining five issues. Each issue had the number added on the title page after the Volume number.