THE NEW KITTEN.

on the piano, and am admitted to be a perfect mouser, have now to asso-
ciate with a thing like that. It’s past all bearing, and I'll — I'll leave the
house.”

“ Perhaps you will kindly keep to the corner of the fireplace,” continued
Fluff, addressing the New Kitten, ‘and not come near me.”

Whether the New Kitten did so far misbehave itself remains to be seen.

About a week after the New Kitten had arrived, and during which time it
had been thoroughly snubbed and scolded by the other little cat, Fluff disap-
peared in a most
mysterious man-
ner. She had been
playing hide-and-
seek at the top of
the house with the
children, it being a
wet day and they
couldn’t go out,
and the New Kit-
ten was sitting be-
fore the fire, not
daring to join in
the play, for Fluff
had told her that
if ever she dared
to do such a thing
she would give ita
good scratching ;
and when tea-time
came, Fluff was

 

not there to take
her milk as usual.
The children hunted high and low, but Fluff was nowhere to be found. They
called and cried, but Fluff did not answer, and finally they had to go to bed,
all very miserable at having lost their pussy.

‘“‘T hope,” said the New Kitten to herself, “that Miss Fluff hasn’t gone off
because I’m here. She has threatened to more than once, and I would sooner