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<h2>A BIG TUMBLE</h2>
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"PUT on your mittens, you silly kittens,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: .5em;">And you shall have some pie.</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r."</span><br/>
"Oh, let us have the pie,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r."</span><br/></div>
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<p>Mrs. Cat stood in the doorway of her little
house and again she called out, "Put on
your mittens, you silly kittens."</p>
<p>"And I'll pull on my boots," said Puss,
Junior, running back to the barn. "My toes
are almost frozen."</p>
<p>"Has the horrid old rat really gone?" asked the
three little kittens.</p>
<p>"He has," replied Puss. "Didn't you see me
catch him just before he reached the gate?"</p>
<p>"There was so much snow flying about that
we couldn't see very well," said the gray kitten.</p>
<p>"Well, I caught him, all right," replied Puss,
pulling on his boots, "but he begged me so hard
to let him go that I did. He promised he'd never
come back."</p>
<p>"If he really is the 'rat that ate the malt that
lay in the house that Jack built' I don't believe<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</SPAN></span>
Jack will be very glad to see him," said the little
tabby cat, pulling on her mittens.</p>
<p>"My paws are almost frozen," cried the little
gray kitten. "I'm so glad we have found our
mittens."</p>
<p>"Good-by, mousie," cried the little black
kitten, going up to the mouse hole and peeping
in. "We all thank you very much for telling us
where our mittens were. We're going into the
house now, for mother has some pie for us.
We'll bring you out a little piece of crust in a
few minutes."</p>
<p>"Don't forget!" she answered, peeping out of
her hole. "Bring us three pieces, for I have two
little children who are very fond of pie crust."</p>
<p>"You be sure to save a little piece of crust,"
said the black kitty to the tabby kit, "and you,
too," he said, turning to the gray kitten; "then
we'll have three pieces!"</p>
<p>"Let's close the barn door," said Puss, before
they started off for the house. "The little mouse
may freeze if we leave it open."</p>
<p>It was a very big barn door that ran on little
iron wheels, and it wasn't easy to move. "Push!"
cried Puss, bracing his feet against the side of the
barn.</p>
<p>"We can't push any harder," cried the three
little kittens.</p>
<p>"Try again," said Puss. "Now, all together,
heave ho, heave ho!" The big door began to<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</SPAN></span>
move. "Push!" cried Puss. "It's beginning to
move."</p>
<p>The three little kittens did their best, and
pretty soon the little wheels went round and
round, faster and faster, until all of a sudden the
big door bumped into the other end of the doorway,
sending Puss, Junior, and the three little
kittens head over heels into the snow.</p>
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