48 Katie Summers.

 

and everything looked so strange I couldn’t
make it out at all. My eyes were only just
open, so I had seen very little even of the
kitchen, and there was so much to look at in
this big room that I grew quite giddy and stupid
as I looked round. My only comfort was that
my dear brother Mac was with me. He was a
good deal bigger than I was, although we were
just the same age ; but he was always considered
a very fine handsome fellow, whereas I was
quite an ordinary kitten.

“ But to return to my first visit to the draw-
ing-room—as I afterwards found the big room
upstairs was called—where I had many a merry
game of play with my dear Mac.

“The two young ladies who were sitting in
the drawing-room jumped up when we were
carried in, and came and stroked and kissed us,
calling us ‘darlings’ and ‘lovely kittens’ and
‘beauties,’ till I really think I was beginning to
feel vain, when one of the young ladies said, as