Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-08-13
The Doings Of the Delivers.
The White Kitten.
Ry Grace MACEDONIAN Cooke.


When we say day" or morning. you
must always understand that the dolls
1av begins when your day ends. and your
midnight is their noon. Well, one even
ing the Dolliver family had the paper doll
to tea with them. The paper doll lived
over in Ethel's desk, and she had an ele-
CANT summer home in the table drawer.
Indeed she was a very elegant sort of
person. with poor health which proved
that she must be very fine indeed. She
was so frail that she did not dare go
rear water for fear of getting wet. and
the slightest excitement made her rustic
and hutter like a dry leaf.
Mrs. Dolliver made things as fine she
could to entertain the paper doll. In addl-
ton to the china dishes, with the china
foe fastened to them. she had a little
lump OF cheese and bit of cracker which
were left over from Ethels tea party. The
Delivers and the paper doll were all sitting
around the table. being elegant they
could. considering that Mr.. Deliver was a
lame man and Mrs. Dolliver had the baby
sewcd into her arm. and Which and Tother
never would behave, anyhow, when they
heard little squeaking and a little rustling,
and in came slipping mouse. and hoped
up on the table.
Now, of course mouse looked about as
big to the DOlliVcr family rs a Kangaroo
would look to you or me. You remember that
II was mouse who had gnawed Mr.. Dolli-
ver's leg and made him a lame man; and
since that dreadful dreadful time MIR. Dolli-
Yer tainted if anybody merely said mouse
and he didn't even like to hear of other
things which begun with M.
The mouse had been attracted by the
smell OF the cheese. He paid no attention
to the Dolliver family-he thought they
were Just dolls. anyhow" Mr. Dolliver
tainted, as / told you he was sure to do,
and fell under the table.
Mrs. Dolliver rose up. with the baby sew
ed into her arm. and shrieked. My hus-
band! He will be killed again!
OF course, nobody can ever be killed
again If he has been killed once, that
settles it; Indeed: nobody knew I'LL that
minute that Mr.. Dolliver had been killed
once: but Mrs. Dolliver was very much ex-
cited. and then she had the baby sewed in
to her arm, and that interfered with her
doing anything but shrek.
At first Which and Tother had thought
that the mouse was going to be great fun;
but when they heard their mother shrieking
thus they decided that they were brighten
ed-and Which and Tother were perfectly
terrific when they were frightened
Tommy Dolliver picked up the china
dish with the china roast chicken on 1t,
and was for throwing 1t at the mouse;
but his mother cried out, DO not madden
him, | am certain that we shall all be
killed before he leaves this house-but do
not madden him. my SOM
Down on the hearth rug in front of the
fire there lived white kitten Mr. Dol
liver's dislike for mice extended to cats,
for he understood that cats had some
thing to do with mice. So he wanted all
his family to keep away from the white
kitten. as he considered it IA roaring,
IaVeniuE wild beast"
Then one day "a sure enough day, when
Ethel was in the room and the dolls could
only move as she moved them) the white
kitten got hold of Tommy Dolliver and
played with him. 1t dragged him all
around over the floor and nearly tore his
clothes off of him. None of the DOlliver
family would ever have thought of going
Ncar the white kitten for ANYTHING. ex-