We have three nice cats; their names are Judy, Jonah, and
Salamander. When we were real little boys we used to run under the
bed and hide when we heard papa coming in from the store. He would
pretend to be surprised, and say, "Why, where are my boys?" and
then Judy would run to the bed and look under at us, and then at
papa, as if to say, "Here they are." Then he would pull us out, and
what a frolic we would have climbing up into his arms! And Judy
seemed just as happy as we were. Jonah is very large--weighs
fifteen pounds. Salamander is our baby cat. She climbs up to
mother's bedroom window every morning, and when she comes in she
goes to mother first, and then to our room, and purrs and rubs
around us, and puts up her little mouth to kiss just as sweet as
anything. We are always glad when Wednesday comes, for then we get
HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. We like Jimmy Brown's stories ever so much,
and think he must be related to Georgie Hacket, the bad boy, whose
Diary we have read.
JOHN and BERNARD S.
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