1 3 2 Pussy Meow 
hours to me, Miss Dorothy returned to fetch me 
into the house. My dear mistress met me at the 
door, and the moment she saw me she said, “ Meow, 
why did you leave me ? ” at the same time taking 
me out of Miss Dorothy’s arms. I climbed up to 
her face and covered her cheeks with kisses. 
Poor Miss Dorothy watched me very closely, but 
after such a greeting she could have no doubt that 
I was the lost Meow. 
“ I am sorry to take her from you,” said mistress, 
“ for you must have become attached to her if you 
have had her all this time.” 
“ Yes,” said Miss Dorothy, “ she has been a most 
agreeable companion ; I shall miss her sorely.” 
Then the ladies chatted for a few minutes, Miss 
Dorothy telling mistress how I was found by her 
coachman, and mistress telling her when I disap- 
peared ; and as the two dates were only one day 
apart, both rejoiced that I had been fortunate enough 
to find a new home so soon. 
“ I will see that you get one in her place,” said 
mistress, trying to console poor Miss Dorothy, as 
she arose to go; and I went on the window-sill to 
see the carriage roll away. 
The next thing I did was to look around for my 
