The Cricket's Friends: Tales Told by the Cricket, Teapot, and Saucepan

NEW YORK: WORTHINGTON CO., 747 Broadway. 1888.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1868, by NICHOLS AND NOYES, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts.
Press of J.J. Little & Co., Astor Place, New York.
TO Minnie Slack, with all fresh young hearts and loving souls akin to her's, this little book is dedicated, by Cousin Virginia.
My little friends, who read the first volume of the Kettle Club last Christmas, will remember an allusion to the introduction of new members this year. Their history will here be presented.

The Club were all curiosity for some time to see the new members who were to be introduced into the select circle.
I am afraid of spiders, remarked the Teapot, with a lady-like shiver.
If a caterpillar touched me, I should run a mile, exclaimed the Saucepan.
None of them can reach me, laughed the Kettle with a gurgle of satisfaction.
At last the Cricket marched the strangers in one night, and gave them places about the hearth.
Allow me, said he, flourishing his right feeler in the air, to introduce to you, friends, some very distinguished additions to our number,—the travelled Spider, the disappointed Caterpillar, and the ambitious Wasp.