PUSS IN BOOTS.

HERE was once a Miller who died leaving three sons.

The eldest received his mill; the second his cow; and

the youngest nothing but his cat. ‘You need not be

anxious, dear master” said the cat, seeing his trouble, “ get
me a bag and a pair of boots, and you shall be rich.

The young man complied, and Puss went a hunting.
When he had bagged some fine rabbits he went to court,
and laying them before the King, said: ‘My Master, the
Marquis of Carabas’ best service to your Majesty,” and
the King, well pleased, accepted the gift.

Puss then made his master bathe in a stream by which
the King was to dine, and as. the royal suite drew near
cried, “Help! help! thieves have stolen my master’s

clothes, and the Marquis will drown.” Then the King see-

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