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"Ah, how naughty you are, Kitty Puss."
 tie victim till at last Little May reached her with the end of an old mop stick which she had found in corner, and which she quickly pressed into use as q weapon. Trump, thump thump! went the big stick on Kitty Fuss back and you would better believe she hurried to make short work of her prey, for she didn't like being thumped by such hard : stick In the hand of so angry a little mistress.
 After killing the mouse outright, Kitty Fuss sat down to devour it. But Little May would not permit this, and poking Kitty Fuss with the big stick she forced her to leave the body of her victim and to rush out of her corner. Then up the cellar stairs Little May chased her, de- caring that she meant to punish her for her naughtiness.
 The cook, overhearing the threats of Little May, came to Kitty Fuss rescue inquiring: wy, what's all the racket about, Miss May? Has the kitten been in the cream jar?"
 "No; If 1t had only been the cream jar wouldn't have minded, for the cream jar can't feel" said Little May, stepping up into the kitchen. But she had dear little mouse and she was torturing it, and she's a naughty cat. and I mean to break her of that cruel habit"
 The jolly fat cook laughed and laughed, and then said: 'Why child, it's human nature for a cat to ketch a mousse If your cat is good for anything she'll rid the cellar of them pesky mice. You should enjoy having her do her duty"
 "Duty" And Little May looked with scorn at the big cooks merry red face. Then she continued: "I guess you'd not
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Brown ran to meet the vehicle.

Brown ran to meet the vehicle.
 and by thread which Little Boy Brown knew to be railroad. Yes, 1t was sure enough railroad for there. coming round wooded hill in the distance was pulling engine and train of cars. But at the distance they-engine and truin- were like mere toys. Little Boy Brown stood spellbound at the vast scene be- fore him in that great valley which spread on and on for miles and miles. And way down in its very center the road he was following became lost in hedgerows, which ran every which way, crossing each other so frequently that the ground looked like vast checker board. But nowhere could Little Boy Brown see the Big Town where Gertrude and Fred were attending the High School.
 The disappointed little fellow was on the point of crying. when he saw com ing up the long. sloping hill top-buggy. drawn by black horse. He batted back the tears and determined to remain where he was till the buggy should come up to him. Then he would ask the driver to direct him to the Big Town. Un- doubtedly, he had turned into the wrong road at the bridge.
 Slowly. very slowly, so thought the waiting Little Boy Brown, came the black horse and buggy to the top of the hill, and soon the little wayfarer dis cerned that the vehicle held two occu- pants. One was a woman, the other man. And few seconds later he saw to his sudden joy that the woman was his own dear mother, and tho mau was his own dear father.
 With a cry of delight Little Boy
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TITLE Boy Brown lived in the coul

T TITLE Boy Brown lived In the coun-
 try, ever so far from town. But Lit A tie Boy Brown had heard of the won- ders of the town, which was really quite a city, for in It's streets were numerous electric street cars, running everywhere and never stopping anywhere. And many. many thousands of people walked up and down the pavements, forever walking and walking but never seeming to reach their places of destination.
 Now, Little Boy Brown had been In an- other town, town in a state far from the one where he now lived, but that town was a tiny place, having only few streets and a few people, And for that reason Little Boy Brown was very, very anxious to visit the Big Town, of which he had heard so much since he had come with his mamma and papa to live In their Gew home.
 Gertrude and Fred Brown. sister and brother to Little Boy Brown, had told him about the wonders of the Big Town, but hearing was not seeing. So Little Boy Brown thought. And Gertrude and Fred had gone to the Big Town to spend the winter attending school there, for the little district school near to the farm where they lived hardly met with their requirements. The fact Is, Gertrude was 16 and Fred IA, and both were in the High School in the Big Town. The lit- tie district country school had no High Grade and both Gertrude and Fred were very, very far advanced in books. Ger trude studied Latin and Fred meant to do so in very short time. So, of course being so old and big and advanced, Ger
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With n cry of delight Little Boy story they had merely said to Little Boy Brown at parting: Be good boy. Baby, till mamma and papa get back" Then kissing him (they always did that when leaving him for little while), they had hurried away, calling out to Jane that they would not return till In the after noon.
 "All day alonet Thus thought Little Boy Brown. Then his mind flew to the Big Town where Gertrude and Fred were in the High School. An. what day to go there!
 Half an hour after the parents of Little Boy Brown had taken their leave from home their youngest child was getting Into his oyercoat and cap and mittens, preparatory for a journey.
 And just as Jane was fixing the fre in the big kitchen range for baking the bread, Little Boy Brown was going out at the front door and running down the lane that led to the big public road. Once on that road he turned in the direction of the Big Town. He had seen Gertrude and Fred going that way the day his papa took them in the buggy to the Big Town. So he knew he was on the right road, and going in the right direction. After walking briskly for half an hour Little Boy Brown came to> bridge. And after crossing the bridge he was surprised to see two plain roads leading from 1t at the farther end. What should he do? Should he turn to the right, or to the left? For one road led almost directly east, while the other turned towards the west. For . minute he stood irresolute. Then he decided to take the roaa which he could trace to the
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the wall and Kitty Fuss had squeezed her own little body into the narrow space, catching the mouse between her sharp teeth. A woeful little squeak made Little May know that the victim was caught, and that 1t was also being tortured. XII that poor thing this instant, you naughty, naughty cat!" cried Little May. trying to get hold of Kitty Puss back, but failing in the nt- tempt. T say kill that poor little mouse this instant, and put 1t out of it's suffering" repeated Little May, shaking her fist at Kitty Fuss.
 But Kitty Fuss paid no attention to her little mistress command. Indeed, this was Kitty Puss' first mouse, and she meant to make the most of her vic torious catch. So she crept into q larg- CT space beneath a table which was so closely surrounded by boxes and barrels that 1t was almost impossible for Little May to reach her And there she toyed with and tortured her poo" srfferlng lit-
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think 1t cats duty to rid the cellar of mice-if you were mouse and merely coming out of your dark little house to find bite to eat. Bah! You are as cruel as Kitty Puss." And Little May tossed her curls and stamped her feet.
 "Then we must let the nasty mice overrun our cellar just because they are hungry and because it's cruel for the cat to catch them?" cook asked, seriously.
 q don't mind your catching the mice with traps that kill them instantly" de- clared Little May. "They are not fright ened TOT tortured that way. But a cat oh, cat is so cruel! And I'll punish naughty Kitty Fuss for her cruelty, so I will. She shan't have a game of ball this day, and never again must she be allowed in the cellar. That Is my order, Sally, and please remember it. And pretty, good-hearted Little May walked high headed out of the kitchen. That old Sally is as hearted as a savage" she said to herself. q only wish she were q mouse for just one minute and that a cat would get her cornered and give her good scare-and maybe a bit of bite, too. After that 1 guess she d have some sympathy for the poor little mice that are so helpless"
 Then Little May went to tell her man. ma about the naughtiness of Kitty Fuss and to ask for advice In her management of her in future, and how to break her of her desire to be cruel to the poor little mice that never did her bit of harm.
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BY MAUD WALKER.

r TITLE MAY and Kitty Fuss were
 the best of friends. Little May was A seven years old and Kitty Fuss was six months old. But they were chums, regardless of the difference in age. But, of course, looking at their respective ages in the true sense there was not any diff ference, for cat is as old at six months as human being Is at seven years of age. Therefore, one might say Little May and Kitty Fuss were of an age.
 Little May had found Kitty Fuss In the street one day three months before this story opens, and had taken her up and carried her home feeding her some warm milk and bit of scraped meat. And from that day to the present one the little stray kitten and the dear good-hearted little girl had been on the best of terms. When Little May would run home from school In the afternoon Kitty Fuss was sure to greet her as soon as she opened the hall door, and would look up into her little chum's face as If to say: Dear Little May have been so lonely without you. Come, let's have romp." And Little May, understanding Kitty Fuss de- sire would stroke her pretty gray fur coat and go with her into the big dining room, where they would have game at ball.
 Now, did you ever hear of kitten playing ball with any person? Well, Kitty Fuss would play ball with Little May. But 1t was not the toss-and-catch sort of ball game. Their method of play was this: Little May would get the ball. a tiny rubber one-and would sit on the floor and roll 1t about the room, Kitty Fuss running after 1t in the gayest mood possible. Of course, Little May had a string-a bit of twine-tied about the ball so that she could pull it back to her as soon as Kitty Fuss was about to grasp it in her little furry paws. But sometimes Kitty Fuss was too quick for Little May, and would get the ball in her paws, hold ing 1t and rolling over and over in great excitement. And then 1t was that the game was full of fun for both players, Kitty Fuss trying to hold on to the ball and Little May determined to get 1t away from her.
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Little Boy Brown and His Long Journey.

farthest point. The road to the right dropped over hill and Little Boy Brown thought it might end there. But the other road ran on for a long, long way. growing so narrow that 1t seemed to turn into a mere dark thread, trace able through the snow.
 So the choice was made, and Little Boy Brown stalked on, not going quite as rapidly, however, as at first. The fact was he was getting q bit tired. He felt that he must be almost at the Big Town, for he had come such a long, long way. At least, he thought he had come n long way.
 He reached the top of a very long hill, one he had unconsciously climbed. Then he looked into q deep valley below, one trayersed by q river. broad and deep,
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Billy the Brick.

answering: Ever so much better today, Sonny. How rosy you look, dear. Come and kiss me-" And she held up her cheek to receive the resounding kiss of her only child, and one whom she adored with an intense love.
 Well, I'll stir up the fire; then must hurry of, for I must not be a minute late at my work, Mamsy," ex- plained Billy. If Daddy gets home be- fore l do, just set the supper without me. for Daddy is always so tired, and must not wait for me Poor old Dadl Hope I'll be able some day to relieve him of so much responsibility"
 You're a noble boy, Billy" said the mother, In low, feeling tones. Were it not for your helpfulness don't think 1t would be possible for us to pull through since the reduction in your fla ther's salary. It was small enough at best; but now 1t just meets our daily expenses, without a cent being left over to use for an emergency fund"
 Three hours later, while his parents were seated nt a frugal supper, Billy bounded into the room with shout of joy. "Dad!" he cried, rushing over to his father, q haven't only received my months wages, but have something for you besides. The president of the com pany asked me today if you were at lib- erty to accept a new position. 1t seems, from what he said to me, that he had been making inquiry about me, and found out that you had been railroad man few years ago. He said he had looked up your record and wanted a capable man, and that was your reputation. He wants to see you at his private office to- morrow evening after your days work is done. And here is my months wages, he added, taking small roll of money from his pocket. ''They were much pleased with my work, saying that I did as much for them in the three hours each evening as the other boy-whose place I am filling-did in a day. And during the vacation they are to put me on regularly, giving me the chance to rise. Isn't that great, Dad and MamsyT'
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Brown ran to meet the approaching ve- hicle, waving his arms in ecstasy. "Oh, Papal-Mammal- l-it's your Little Boyr' he cried.
 Then the buggy stopped and in another second Little Boy Browns mother had him in her lap, and both father and mother were questioning him regarding his being picked up away out there on that lonely hill, three miles from home.
 "Oh, I thought I'd come hundred miles!" cried Little Boy Brown 'I got lonely at home, and thought I'd 20 to the Big Town and find Gertrude and Fred at the High School. But-I'm glad to be going home again."
 "Why. dear child" said the mother wrapping the warm fur laprobe about Little Boy Browns feet and legs, you
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The driver is big Billy, Beside him sits fair lilly; Both join in the song that's sung
 So gay. And from the hills surrounding You catch the echo bounding Of voices of the youngsters in
 The hay. Thus goes the bob-sled, swinging, With merry children singing, A happy sight for mortals'
 Weary eyes; Sweet youth and wholesome pleas
 ure To fill an hours leisure, An anthem fit to reach the
 Very skies.
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would have been lost. You were going In the wrong direction to reach town. And just think of what might have happened to you had not papa and I come along at this minute. Why, my Little Boy Brown might have wandered so far away that we never would have found him. And what would have become of him thenf'
 Little Boy Brown became very serious as the truth of the situation was thus presented to him, and he was thankful in his heart that his parents had come in time to save him from being forever lost He shuddered at the thought, de- claring feryently: 'I'll never, never go off to hunt for the Big Town again less l have papa or mamma with me"
 "1'll take you to the Big, Town next Saturday. son." promised papa. Eve got to so there to look after Gertie and Fred, and you may bear me company
 "Ah, and then I'll, get to see the High School" cried LittI Boy Brown, clap ping his hands. "7 tt now I'm ans- Ugh! walking so far macs a feller hun gry."
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Little May and Naughty Kitty Fuss.

Thus had Little May and Kitty Fuss played ball every evening for many, many weeks. And as both had grown so fond of the game they looked forward to 1t each day with happy anticipation.
 But there came day of disappointment to Little May. On returning home in the afternoon after school she dd not find her little four-footed chum waiting for her in the hall. She looked about for her in vain. Then, going towards the dining room, where they always had their game of ball. the room being so big and with out too much furnlture, she called: kitty Fuss! Kitty Pussl Kitty Puss Where are youf Come, here l am-your chum, May Come, let's have our game of ball. Kitty Pussl Kitty Puss! Kitty Puss!'
 But no Kitty Fuss responded to Little Mays call and the little girl ran from room to room, calling to her playmate But no Kitty Fuss was to be found At last Little May went to the kitchen asking cook if she had seen her kitten ''Ah, yes, l saw the little beast running down the cellar steps awhile ago. Like ly she's down there looking for mouse l called to her to come out but she didn't mind me, so 1 shut the door and left her down there"
 "Ah, Sally, how could you have shut the poor dear in the cellar2' exclaimed Little May. Ana sne ran 10 the cellar door and opened it. calling gently; Come, Kitty Fuss. Here I am. ready and waiting to have our game of ball. Come, Kitty Puss."
 But no Kitty Fuss appeared Little May, fearing something had happened to her pet, ran down the cellar steps as fast as she could and began hunting about among boxes and barrels and bas- kets for her. Pretty soon she espied Il dark little object run across the cellar floor ut her very feet, and in close pur- suit ran Kitty Fuss. "Ah, and so you are after mouse, are you?" cried Lit tie May. trying to come between the small beast of prey and her tiny victim "Ah, how naughty you are, Kitty Fuss, to be trying to kill that poor helpless mousel''
 But the mouse had run behind some boxes that stood only a few inches from
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And everything was in his favor, too, for no one was there to say him nay. His papa and mamma had gone to neighbor's farm to see the neighbours wife, who was Ill., and they would not return till in the afternoon. Jane, the woman of -all-work, was busy churning in the kitchen, and as soon as she was through with that work she would at tend to baking some bread which Little Boy Brown had seen her molding into loaves for baking. And Little Boy Brown remembered that not one word had his parents said to Jane about keeping an eye on Baby during their absence from home" Usually Jane was thus instructed when the master and mistress left the place to her and Little Boy Brown. But on the morning of this
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SleiighiHag

Children's voices singing To sleigh-bells merry ringing, As a-down the country road
 They go, Cold and wind defying, As they go a-hying In the big bob-sled across
 The snow.
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His son's Choice.

"Pa," said the little boy, after long silence in the crib. "when I'm man will I be a twin?'
 "Yes,. just the same. Don't you want to be?' Chinaman."
 Were you afraid you would be7' ''No-o. And I don't want to be a sol. dier."
 What do you want to be2''
 'T think I'd like to be a storekeeperand a father"
 "Oh, you want to be father do your" "Yes, and a storekeeper. Then I'd have lots of money and could give 1t to my little boys"
 Silence from pa.
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S SOURPUZZLE|
 
LETTER ENIGMA.

My first is In man, but not in boy; My second is in play, but not in toy; My third is in river, but not in lake; My fourth Is in yeast. but not in bake; My fifth is in lumber, but not in pine; My sixth you will find in my second line !; My seventh Is in nut, but not in crack; My eighth Is in dark, but not in black; My whole spells the name Of an Eastern state.
 And its place in history
 Ia very great
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HIDDEN PRovERB PUZZLE.

The words necessary to form a we'll known proverb will be found in the fol- lowing seven sentences, each sentence containing but one word of the proverb: Every cloud has a silver lining.
 Good deeds are rarer than diamonds. Live 50 that your name shall be above reproach.
 freedom in its fullest sense is un- known.
 It is better to be a poor honest man than a rich rascal.
 Better cottage with love than a pal ace without 1t.
 True riches are not to be found ip money bags.
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BEHEADINGs.

1-Douhly behead pulsing sensation and leave to take something away from another 2-Behead a part of the human head and leave an alteration between two quarrelsome persons. 8-Behead that which covers the human body and leave ones blood relatives.
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Anspers to last sceek's Puzzle Corner. Letter Enipmd---Hebreto
 Hidden Name PusSle-Cdruso. Beheadin0s-(1) Chedt-heat. (2) Ghost. host. (3) Ground-round
 Carfdihngs = Brdnd-bran (2) Merry. mar. ,(3j JesoeI-Jesc.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-11-07
How She Entered Society,".

DR. COOK. discussing with group
- Of Washington interviewers. his ia
nous banquet of ''putrid SEAL" said with
laugh:
Sacrifices are always being made Men
in order 70 succeed. sacrifice pleasure
they sacrifice their honor they sacrifice
their youth. These sacrifices excite No
remark. But. any sacrifice of the stomach
arouses wonder and awe.
Women have sacrificed for instance
much TO enter society. I've heard of many
OF their sacrifices. and yet there's only
one that / remember vividly.
~ woman newly rich was invited TO an
aristocratic dinner party. During the
course of fowl and salad this woman
noticed with dismay fat, furry cater
pillar on her topmost leaf Of lettuce.
CHANGING up she met her aristocratic
hostess's eye The hostess, too. had seen
the caterpillar. Her gaze implored the
guest to save the dinner from catastro-
pine
The guest gave her hostess reassur-
ing smile Then she doubled a lettuce
leaf around the caterpillar and swat
low ed il calmly. The look of awe and
gratitude that her hostess gave her was
am assurance that her footing in society
was at last firmly established.
Ibid you think she said 10 her
daughter afterward, that I'd lose a
chance of establishing the family socially
for a little thing like caterpillar?
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-11-07

crushed. She is deferred from doing so
by the fear OF giving offense to the duke
and his bevy OF brilliant aunts
'aIehterS Of the seventh Duke OF
Marlborough. who are in some things
rather conventional. Lady Blandford the
mother-in-law Of the duchess. agrees witt
her In her political views she does in
everything else. From the point Of view
OF her mother-in-law, the duchess can do
nor think no wrong. There are those
who say that the Duchess of Marlborough
contributes handsomely but anonymously
TO n militant body of suffra gists.
II will be in the conservative interest
also Mrs. Waldorf .iStor will work. She
has taken time BY the forelock by al
ready making Overtures Ia the voters in
Plymouth-th" constituency her husband
will contest garden party was held
there recently in honor of the Astors
when Mrs. Astor's Partisan hat carried
all before il. \ certain important hut
very plain local lady gushed prOfIseIy
over il.
Now" said Mrs. .lstor. II am sure it
would suit you to perfection. Let me
send you one exactly like it. that is, If
you are quite sure you do not mind wear
ing hat like mine
The provincial dame was overcome by
the compliment. The new hat arrived