Another Home 
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ride ; and after a nice outing they would generally 
sit on the porch and hold the kittens on their laps 
a while. Doris’ little brother George used to come 
over too, and sometimes he would try to hold a 
kitten on his lap, but the poor little thing would 
slide right through between his legs, which always 
made George feel very badly, and caused him to 
cry. 
One evening George’s mother called, and mis- 
tress told her about the children’s play with the 
kittens, and how George cried because he could not 
hold one in his lap. At this Mrs. Gafney laughed 
heartily. “ That explains,” said she, “ why George 
teases me so much lately to dress him up in Doris’ 
clothes and make a girl of him.” 
So you see we have found some very delightful 
neighbors in our new house. 
