The alley cat's kitten

She had not really minded being an Alley Cat until the kittens came. But every one who has had children knows that one feels being poor much more keenly on their account, than o...

Eunice and Kenneth were allowed to get up at six o’clock on Christmas morning, if they would promise not to wake anybody else. But this was a very funny rule, because when they...

The children went East with their mother that summer, and Weejums stayed with Grandmother and Cyclone at the farm. But Eunice wrote to her quite often, and learned from her repl...

Franklin did not go home after Weejums disappeared, but wandered around the neighborhood, wondering what he should do if she did not come back. “What do you mean by chasing my s...

Franklin took Kenneth in at the back door, and washed his face, before letting any one see him. Then they walked triumphantly into the parlor, with Weejums on Kenneth’s shoulder.

“He was making horse noises at him,” Franklin said indignantly; “and a man who doesn’t know any better than to make horse noises at a dog, doesn’t deserve to own one.”

It was a piano box, with an open space fenced off at one side, and a square hole leading into it, and at the end of the box was a real door, high enough for a boy to use.

Bunny Grey had not been well since the time when the water came into the cellar, and she afterwards developed a strange kind of bunny “grip,” which made her most melancholy.

It was true that Samuel had taken the family by surprise; but no one thought any the less of him for it,—indeed he now commanded even more admiration than before, although his n...

Weejums had not only one new ribbon, but many; for the story of her rescue came out in the papers, and a number of people sent her presents. Gifts arrived also from several of t...

It seemed only a little later when Mustard wakened Eunice by a sudden jump, and she saw three bars of light moving across her wall. The light came from the yard, and the person...

Clytie was a cat who might certainly be called young for her age. She had frisked through a thoughtless kitten-hood with Ivanhoe, and now spent many hours in playing with Neddy,...

“They’re more suitable,” Eunice replied. And she called his attention to Ivanhoe’s blanket, which was made from a gentleman’s handkerchief, with a green and red border of horses...

The first day on the train Weejums sat up in Eunice’s lap like any other traveller, enjoying the view, and spitting at the engines that passed. And when the sleeping-car conduct...

They went in, and, uncovering the basket, allowed Weejums to stretch her cramped paws and tail on the most beautiful plush sofa that she had ever seen,—and gaze with interested...

It was Christmas Eve again, and Mrs. Wood sat alone with Weejums before the fire downstairs. Franklin had stayed up to help fill the stockings; but now he too was gone, and the...