Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1918-02-01
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could not deny it. She did not mean
any harm; but she thought of so many
interesting things to do, and just the
very minute that she thought of any
such thing she did it! That's the way
she often fell into trouble.
| Her mother, Tabitha Catchemquick
gave her great deal of good advice
Tabitha Catchemquick was very wise.
She had had experience, and she knew
| always look before you leap, my
child" she said rather anxiously.
"Yes'm," politely responded Kitty
Caramel
But when she saw a butterfly alight
on the piazza railing she leaped with.
! out looking beyond the railing. Over
| she went, and struck with a dreadful
! thump on the brick walk. 1t seemed
to her she could never get her breath
again.
I'll be careful next time!" she
gasped.
But next time it was something diff
ferent.
always chew your food we'll, my
daughter" said Tabitha CatchemQuick,
oh. very earnestly!
"Yes'm," obediently answered Kitty
Caramel
But when she had a fine big bite
of sweet potato in her mouth, and saw
PIGGY, the dog, coming, she did not
stop to chew it at all. Hell get it,"
she said to herself; and.she swallowed
it whole-or tried to. 1t stuck, and
the poor kitkin choked until her little
Mistress Dorothy's big brother Tom
held her up by her tail and shook her
until he unchecked her." as Dorothy
called the process. There may be bet
ter ways to unchoke kitten, but that
was the only way that big brother
Tom knew. It was most unpleasant.
"1'll be careful next time!" she
gurgled.
But next time it was something still
different-oh, very, very different. 1t
happened in this way:
One morning big brother Tom came
rushing in from the postoffice and
shouted that he must catch the next
train or something awful would hap.
pen to his business.
Pack my suitcase while telephone,
will you, sister," he called to Dor
othy. "You know what to put in. I'll
be gone over night"
So Dorothy very proudly and care
fully packed her big brothers suit
case. Kitty Caramel, also, was great.
ly interested. and seemed to want to
help. Dorothy had just put in the
last thing-Tom's buff bathrobe-and
had gone for pink for his button
hole, when he came flying up the
stairs.
"All ready, sister," he called.
Cali ready" answered Dorothy.
Tom clapped down the lid, strapped
it, gave Dorothy a kiss, and one-tenth
of second to put the pink in his but.
tonhole, and was off. He barely
caught the train in the station at the
head of the street. AS he dropped in.
to seat the train moved out
"Close shave!" he puffed.
Meow"
What was that-and where?
"Meouwwwww!!!" Then faint
scratching inside the suitcase!
In half minute. or less, Tom had
it open. Out popped a very big-eyed
Kitty Caramel, and lighted on Toms
hat. From there she jumped again,
coming down neatly in the lap Of a
big, burly drummer, then slipping and
scratching him. Her next leap took
her to stout lady's bonnet, and when
she went, the bonnet went with her,
away under the seats!
Poor big brother Tom! With such
a red face, he followed, and finally he
caught her. Her little heart was 60.
ing pit-a-pat, as if it were trying, it.
self, to get out; but finally Tom got
her nerves partly settled, and she
cuddled close to him on the seat
The stout lady brought out bottle
of cream from her lunch box, and the
big burly drummer offered the top
of his silver drinking cup for sau-
Ger. BY the time Toms station was
reached she was perfectly calm kit
ten From the station he telephoned
to Dorothy SO she would not worry.
At the hotel where he stayed that
night the cook liked kittens. She took
the best care of the small stowaway
and in the morning put up nice
luncheon for her to eat on the way
home.
But how glad she was to be home
again!
Folks are extremely nice, mother"
said she. in telling Tabitha Catchem-
quick all about It, "but l do not wish
to take another journey, ever! I like
home best. After this l am going to
be a Very Careful Kitten"
Il am pleased to hear you say that
my daughter-very pleased" purred
Tabitha Catchemquick.
yes" went on Kitty Caramel
when was struggling to get out of
that dreadful fuzzy bathrobe. which
is just the color of me. thought. oh,
how often my mother has told me
never to go where was not invited"
81 am sure you never will again, my
dear" purred Tabitha Catchemquick. |
Lorraine OatcS-A Trip To-
Southern Mississippi.