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hurt it! " pleaded Evelyn, turning; to her mammy. " It would

get so huiigry,"
A sudden thought struck her, and she sprang over toward
the boy, and took the kitten from him, which instantly curled
up in her arms Just as dose to her as ii could g e t There
was no resisting her appeal, and a minute later she was run­
ning home far ahead of her mammy, with the kitten hugged

tight in her arms. H er mamma was busy in the sitting-room
when Evelyn came rushing in,
” Oh, mamma, see what I have ! A dear little kittvkin !
Can 't I have it ? T h e y were just going to throw it away, and

lose it all by itself;" and she began to jump up and down
and rub the kitten against her little pink cheek, till her mother
had to take hold of her to quiet her excitement.
Kittykin (for that was the name she had received) must
have misunderstood the action, and have supposed she was
going to take her from her young mistress, for she suddenly

bunched herself up into a little white: ball, and gave such a
spit at Evelyn'S mamma that the lady jumped back nearly a
yard, after which Kittykln quietly curled herself up again in
Evelyn's arm. The next thing was to give her some warm

milk, which she drank as if she had not had a mouthful all
day ; and then she was put to sleep in a basket of wool, where
Evelyn looked at her a hundred times to see how she was
coming on.
Evelyn never doubted after that that if she prayed for a
thing she would get i t ; lor she had been praying all the time