VII 
NEW COMPANIONS 
One morning soon after we returned from the 
farm Guy brought into the house, dripping wet, a 
little Maltese kitty, which he said he found crying 
in a vacant lot on his way to school. My heart 
went out to the poor little thing, shivering with 
cold and frightened, and coming from no one knew 
where. 
Mistress rubbed the kitty’s coat dry with a towel, 
and smoothed it all out with a coarse comb. Then 
she fixed her a nice warm bed in a little basket, and 
in a short time she dozed off into a nap. As I sat 
looking at the little stranger I was reminded of the 
time when I was taken into this dear home in just 
about as sorry a plight, and I made up my mind to 
give her a better welcome than I had received from 
Budge and Toddy. 
Her nap over, the little kitty looked as plump 
and bright as anything, and mistress named her 
“ Beauty.” She was a talkative little creature, and 
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