HUNGRY KITTENS
"GOODNESS, what a bump!" cried the little black kitty, wiping the snow from his eyes.
"Gracious! what a bump!" said Puss, scrambling up from the ground. "I think I felt it more than the old barn door, for I was underneath, you see, and you were piled on top of me."
The three little kittens felt very sorry and commenced to brush the snowflakes from his fur coat. "There's snow in your boot legs," said the little gray kitten, standing on tiptoe and looking down Puss, Junior's, boots. "Don't you feel it? I should think it would make you shiver."
"I'll soon find out," said Puss, pulling them off and turning them upside down.
"Are they wet inside?" asked the tabby kitten, anxiously.
"Not very," said Puss, squinting up one eye and peering in.
"If they are," said the little black kitten, "mother will dry them for you at the fire."