The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1900-08-11

asked: "Are you his mudder?" and
receiving a negative answer: Don't
he want you to be his mudder?" Poor
Adam! He would gladly have answered
yes if he could not have her otherwise;
but Kit followed up this question with
| one to him: docs he get junk some
times?" And amid the merriment
caused by this unexpected query they
arrived at the farm, and all went in to
meet the widow. She objected seri-
ously; she did not so much mind the
| child, but she had a natural horror
of cats, and could not stand the kit
ten, but Kit and Jenny could not be
parted. Millicent begged for both, and
at least coaxed for the cat, but in re-
Spouse to all her efforts Kits only an
swer was to side up to Adam and say
decidedly: "We's goin' to stay wifi
YOU" And they did stay.
During the weeks that followed the
footpath between the farms became
again well worn. Milly and Kit were
firm friends. 1t was Milly who made
her new clothes, Milly with whom she
spent good portion of each day, Milly
who curled her hair and petted her
cat, and she grew very fond of her.
But it was Adam who had her warm
est regards ('Fader Adam" as Milly
had taught her to say). and she went
back to him every night if by any
chance he did not come to her.
! Between Kit and the Widow Wells
there was no love. and the cat had been
continual grief. At last there came
q day when it distinguished itself and
brought about an end of the trouble.
Since the day when Adam, coming sud-
denly into the kitchen. had found the
housekeeper. with nervous horror on
her countenance, mounted on a chair,
while the kitten rubbed, purring.
against its legs, he had tried to keep
1t out of the house: but the cat, like its
mistress, knew its own mind, and its
special delight was the kitchen hearth.
On the day in question it lay there,
stretched at full length in comfort.
while Kit was playing near by. Mrs.
Wells came in and stopped down to
in the oven. The kitten, with play
full purr. sprang to her shoulder and
began rubbing its head against her.
In frenzy of fear she flung it from
her and it struck in its descent the
handle of saucepan which was full
of boiling water, upsetting it over it
self. the widow and Kit. The outcries
of the three brought Adam in haste
from a nearby field. to find Mrs. Wells
with badly-scalded foot, while Kit,
with one hand wrapped in her apron,
carrying the yowling kitten in the
ether, had started acrocc the field to
Millicent the tears streaming down
her cheeks as she went.
First helping Mrs. Wells. whose in
jury was severe, and calling some one
to wait upon her, he started after Kit
md arrived just in time to see her
throw herself into Millicent's lap and
hear her exclaim between her sobs:
"Oh, Milly! Do tum and be our mud
der! We wants you so! Adam and l
does-please tum and take care Of us"
And dropping on the settle beside them
he found voice to say: "Yes, do come
and take care of us, Milly, we want you
scat least Adam does. Will YOU
Milly?"
Later in the evening when the burns
of Kit and the cat had been dressed
and they were both sleeping, and Adam
had explained that he had rather have
her as wife than as a mother. happy
Milly said to him: "You stupid old
Adam! believe you never would have
told me if it hadn't been for Kit" Then
seriously: Lets keep her always
Adam. | could not bear TO think OF
her going back to that awful life
Adam agreed heartily. And so it came
that when shortly after this Adam
brought Milly home to take care OF
him and his, Kit, dressed in white and
looking very different from the New
York waif. divided honors with the
bride. And the kitten, decorated with
an elaborate pink bow. stretched itself
in undisputed possession on the kitchen
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