Norwich bulletin., 1911-10-28
A HALLOWEEN PARTY

i blems. q shall carry my pet black kitten,'' declared Millie Dawson, flor she is so cunning. do love black sats, and only wish had a dozen of them. A nlischievous twinkle lighted up the face of her companion, Grace Arnold, at whose house the party was to be held, but her only comment was to the effect that it was foolish of people to take offence at practical jokes on Hal lowe en- and she hoped none of the party would mind if he was the ob- i ject of amusement for the rest. Ut will all be intended for fun, so let's get all the fun out of it which we can. It is so silly to get angry at such 5imes.''
 The last day of October dawned clear and bright. The keen, crisp air was so exhilarating that it suggested of itself the pranks to be enjoyed as 1 most fitting for the date and season, and many household made merry un- der their own roof with one or another bit of fun played off upon more inno- cent members of the family. Grace Arnold rejoiced in being favored with so delightful day and expressed again again the hope that none of her guests would disappoint her by not coming. She need not have worried. She and her hospltable mother were too well known for any to stay away except from necessity. They were noted for their faculty of furnishing delightful entertainments for Grace's young friends, at which original and unique arrangements were always at hand, and dull evening with them was an impossibility. Mrs Arnold seemed al- ways able to present something uneX- pected and rare yet so simple that everyone wondered that it had not been tried before.
 Therefore it did not astonish the guests to find the rooms dimly lighted with candles enclosed in pumpkin shells, nor to receive their welcome from ghostly figures draped in white.
 Their own masks were quickly ad justed, and the fun began in earnest. They bobbed for apples. They found many treasure at the end of thread cobwebs stretched in their way. Tempting doughnuts suspended by strings tantalized those who tried to nibble at them.
 Into the midst of the frolic came Millie Dawson. whose black kitten was promised to appear, but alas, without the kitten, and almost in tears of grief over the loss of her favorite. She had strayed from home that very day Millie said, and no other could ever take her place in the affection of her owner.
 Never mind Millie," exclaimed her friends, trying to comfort her, there are plenty more black cats in the world and perhaps yours may return by the llfAe yOu set HOIuG. IcL your HldSk on quickly urged her friend Grace, for we want to go out to the dining room soon.''
 Upon entering that room, it was discovered that pictures of black cats covered the walls. Black cats, large small, and of every possible expres sion, occupied all available spaces; amiable cats seemed purring content ed1y in the corners; Spiteful cats with arched backs and distended whiskers glared defiance to one another on the walls, and as the young people ap preached the table, attractively set forth for their refreshment, they were greeted with chorus of 'Inieows apparently coming from underneath that article of furniture.
 Not long did they hesitate in taking the places assigned them, though some of the more tin1id cast a fuftive glance now and then under the tab-e and in to the corners of the room. No living cats were to be seen, however. and the happy group fingered long at the feast before returning to the parlors.
 Imagine, if you can, their amaze nent at finding the parlors were oc cupied with truly alive cats, all as black as cats could well be, and each apparently s full of frolic as the mer- riest of the lEcomers.
 Wherever did they come from ?' questioned one, here and there, but all agreed sn saying that no one would have thought of it except Graces mother
 There, you are making a mistake, cried Grace, for this is my own and only original thought for the evening" Millie wished for q dozen black kit tens, and I tried to get them for her Perhaps she can find one of these to replace her lost kitten, for I doubt whether she really wants a bakers dozen of black kittens. and, to tell T., T for the occa sIon, and must be returned to the owners. I hope I'll not get them mixed up like the babies in the opera"
 A little scream of delight called their