Neither did Dot. But the state of the unchristened kittens—the youngest family of Sandyface—troubled her exceedingly.
Tess, however, suddenly had one of her very brilliant ideas. “I tell you what let’s do!” she cried.
“What?”
“Let’s write Mrs. MacCall and Uncle Rufus a letter, and ask them to name Sandyface’s children their own selves.”
“But—but we want to name them,” cried Dot.
“Goosey!” exclaimed Tess. “We’ll choose the names; but Mrs. MacCall and Uncle Rufus can give them to the kittens. Don’t you see?”
“Oh, Tess! we might,” agreed Dot, delighted.
Tess ran to the tent for paper and pencil, and bespoke the favor of an envelope addressed in ink to Mrs. MacCall.
“Of course, I’ll address one for you,” said Ruth, kindly. “But what’s all the hurry about writing home?”
Tess explained the necessity that had arisen. Sandyface’s family of kittens was growing up without being christened—and something might happen to them.