“Hush, be still, ’tis time to sleep,
Three Little Kittens, quiet keep.”
Twinkle Toes and Old Mouser were already asleep.
They lay side by side in the red plush-lined basket.
Old Mother Kit-Cat had already started a pair of mittens for Twinkle Toes, but she needed yarn to finish them.
She said, “I will send the Three Little Kittens for yarn to-morrow.”
She was not at all sleepy, so she thought she would finish one of the mittens she had started.
She took up her needles, and to her surprise, they went to and fro, to and fro, in her paws and in less than a twinkling of an eye, one mitten was finished.
“By my furry tail,” said Mother Kit-Cat, that must be a magic mitten after all. “Perhaps this is one of the magic mittens Twinkle Toes has been talking about.”