1 8 Pussy Meow 
Every morning a “ bus,” filled with pretty chil- 
dren, called to take Miss Virgie to the kinder- 
garten, and sometimes she would take Miriam and 
Mildred with her. I used to wish she would take 
me too. 
In the garden Miss Virgie had a little playhouse, 
in a sunny corner of which was our basket and 
rug, and here also lived Miriam and Mildred. On 
pleasant afternoons the nurse would bring Miriam 
and Mildred out under a big shade-tree where there 
was a bench and a table ; and here Miss Virgie 
sometimes “served tea” in dainty blue china, while 
we kittens would frolic among the bushes and learn 
to climb trees. But poor Miriam and Mildred could 
not have any such fun as we did ; they just re- 
mained seated on the bench all the time ; you see 
they were only dollies. 
My mother could climb clear up to the tops of 
the tallest trees, and she was allowed to go wher- 
ever she pleased, because she was so wise. 
Sometimes she would be gone away a long time, 
and upon her return would bring a mouse or a 
sparrow for us, and teach us how to play with it. 
But our favorite plaything was her long bushy tail, 
of which she seemed to be very proud, and which 
