A BIG TUMBLE
"PUT on your mittens, you silly kittens,
And you shall have some pie.
Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r."
"Oh, let us have the pie,
Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r."
Mrs. Cat stood in the doorway of her little house and again she called out, "Put on your mittens, you silly kittens."
"And I'll pull on my boots," said Puss, Junior, running back to the barn. "My toes are almost frozen."
"Has the horrid old rat really gone?" asked the three little kittens.
"He has," replied Puss. "Didn't you see me catch him just before he reached the gate?"
"There was so much snow flying about that we couldn't see very well," said the gray kitten.
"Well, I caught him, all right," replied Puss, pulling on his boots, "but he begged me so hard to let him go that I did. He promised he'd never come back."