<h2 id="CHAPTER_IX">CHAPTER IX<br/> <span class="smaller">THE KITTEN’S STORY</span></h2>
<p>When they reached home, both Lucy
and Dora talked a great deal. They
had to tell Father and Mother all
the things they had seen and done in Boston.
Father was especially interested in the marionettes
and asked many questions about them.</p>
<p>Some of the questions the children could not
answer, so Father said that the next time they
went to the Public Library, he wished they
would ask Miss Perkins for a book on marionettes.
Dora said she would do so.</p>
<p>Uncle Dan liked to hear about the church
with the beautiful picture windows and the
wonderful music. He said that once he had
been there to a choir festival.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[134]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>After a time Father went to see Mr. Baker,
and Uncle Dan took his hat and went out
through the kitchen. Dora ran after him.</p>
<p>“Are you going to see Olive?” she asked.
“Please tell her that I <em>love</em> my new ribbons.
And tell her I have been in Boston and that is
why I haven’t said ‘thank you’ for them.”</p>
<p>Uncle Dan said that he would tell Olive.
Dora went back into the parlor and sat on
Mother’s lap.</p>
<p>“I must tell you about my Chinese kitten,”
she said. “Oh, Mother, Aunt Margaret liked
the piece of birthday cake so much! She said
to tell you she wished she could make cake like
that. She did not have any of her own,
Mother.”</p>
<p>“Next year we will make her a birthday
cake,” said Mrs. Merrill, and she looked
pleased. “What about the Chinese kitten?”</p>
<p>“First of all,” Dora began, “Aunt Margaret<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[135]</SPAN></span>
showed me the star she named it for. Last
night it was very bright, and I can find it now
for Uncle Dan. At least, I <em>think</em> I can. And
then she told me about the kitten.</p>
<p>“When Aunt Margaret’s grandfather,”
Dora went on, “was about as old as Uncle
Dan, he went on a long voyage on a ship that
sailed to China. When he came home, he
brought with him a set of ivory chess-men. Do
you know what they are, Mother?”</p>
<p>“Yes,” said Mrs. Merrill. “Chess is a
game, played on a board with squares marked
off,—a checker-board, like yours,—and a set
of counters. You and Lucy have counters
for your game of parchesi.”</p>
<p>“Yes,” said Dora, “but those are flat and
round. These chess-men were different.
They stood up tall, and the pieces which
counted most,—the kings and queens and
knights and bishops—were cats, <em>big</em> cats, made<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[136]</SPAN></span>
out of ivory. And the littler pieces, the pawns,
were kittens. Half the pieces were white and
half were blue. There were eight blue kittens
and eight white ones.”</p>
<p>“They must have been very pretty,” Mrs.
Merrill agreed. “What became of them?’</p>
<p>“Some were lost,” said Dora, “and Aunt
Margaret thinks her boy cousins took the cats
when they visited their grandmother. So many
chess-men were gone that people couldn’t play
the game any more. The grandmother
thought, since the boys had taken the cats, she
would divide the kittens between the little girl
cousins.</p>
<p>“She gave Aunt Margaret four kittens,”
Dora went on, “two blue ones and two white.”</p>
<p>Dora stopped. Lucy was calling Timothy
at the back door. Dora looked to see that
Lucy was beyond hearing. Even then, she
whispered the rest.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[137]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>“Aunt Margaret told me that she is going
to give Lucy a white kitten for Christmas.
You will keep it a secret, won’t you,
Mother?”</p>
<p>“I will try to,” said Mrs. Merrill. “But
what with your pincushion and now this white
kitten, and its being only September, I think
we are getting Lucy’s Christmas started
early.”</p>
<p>“I know she will like it,” said Dora happily.
“I told Aunt Margaret so. In the beginning
the kittens didn’t have anything around their
necks, but Aunt Margaret took Vega to a
jeweler, and had him put on a silver collar and
ring, so I could wear her on my chain. Lucy’s
white kitten will have a collar, too. And that
is why Vega sits down so hard and flat,
Mother, so as not to tip over on the chess-board.”</p>
<p>Next, Dora told Mother about the babies,<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[138]</SPAN></span>
and how one had cried real tears until Miss
Perrin comforted it. Lucy came back and
they both talked of the little black baby.</p>
<p>“Would you have minded if we had brought
it home?” asked Lucy.</p>
<p>“I should prefer a white one,” said Mother.</p>
<p>“But this was more unusual,” explained
Lucy.</p>
<p>“It would be in our family,” agreed Mrs.
Merrill. Then she said they must go to bed
early, because, after two such exciting days,
she knew they were tired.</p>
<p>Quite soon after Dora’s birthday, Jack
Frost took out his paints and colored all the
leaves. Some were yellow and some red,
mixed with green. Some, he turned a faded
brown. All over Westmore, the leaves began
to flutter down and carpet the streets with
bright spots of color.</p>
<p>Then one night, Jack took a look at the<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[139]</SPAN></span>
flower-beds. Evidently he didn’t approve of
people’s raising flowers in gardens; he cared
only for things which grew wild. For the
flowers did not become bright colors; they
turned black and shriveled.</p>
<p>Uncle Dan cut down the tall hollyhocks
which had been so pretty all summer. Many of
them towered far above his head. Lucy and
Dora dragged the stalks to a place where they
could be burned. Some of the seeds went into
their hair and some went down their necks.
And hollyhock seeds tickle when they slip inside
one’s clothes.</p>
<p>Mother asked Uncle Dan to trim the rose-bushes
on either side of the back door. She
said she was tired of having them snatch out
her hairpins every time she tried to hang up
clothes. The children thought Mother was
joking, but Uncle Dan cut off one long sprout
and on it, there really sat a hairpin. Dora<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_140" id="Page_140">[140]</SPAN></span>
took it straight to Mother who put it in her hair
and said she was glad to see it again.</p>
<p>Dora read “Doctor Dolittle” through five
times. Then she looked once more at every
picture and returned the book to the library,
just as clean and nice as when she took it. She
told Miss Perkins that she liked that story best
of any book she had ever read. Miss Perkins
said she liked it herself. That was the reason
she chose it for Dora to take to the beach.</p>
<p>Dora remembered to ask for the book for
Father about the marionettes and she told
Miss Perkins about seeing them in Boston.
She was pleased to know that Miss Perkins
had seen those very plays, the rabbit play and
the one about Jack.</p>
<p>Miss Perkins found two books for Father to
read about them. One was a big book and she
thought it was rather heavy for Dora to carry,
but Dora thought she could manage it. Once<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_141" id="Page_141">[141]</SPAN></span>
or twice on the way home, she would rest it on
a wall.</p>
<p>The weather grew so cool that even the big
girls played games at recess. It was pleasanter
to run about than to stand still and let the
wind blow right through one. To stand still,
it was necessary to get into a corner where the
sun shone brightly and the wind couldn’t come.</p>
<p>Miss Leger always dismissed her children
before Miss Scott’s room came out, and Dora
would wait for Lucy. One afternoon, Miss
Scott’s class filed out, walking two and two
across the school grounds to the sidewalk,
where they broke ranks and began to skip and
prance. Dora was waiting, but Lucy was not
in the file.</p>
<p>“Where is Lucy?” she asked Dorothy
Barrows.</p>
<p>“Miss Scott kept her after school,” said
Dorothy. “Lucy has been very naughty, so<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_142" id="Page_142">[142]</SPAN></span>
naughty that we are none of us to tell what
she did.”</p>
<p>Dora felt sorry to hear this, but she could
not believe that Lucy had been more than a
little naughty. The other children all went
home, but Dora waited in the cold wind, trying
to keep warm by jumping up and down. She
kept looking at the schoolhouse to see when
Lucy came.</p>
<p>It grew later and later and Dora was afraid
that Mother would worry, but she could not
leave Lucy to walk home alone. Lucy would
need to be comforted when she came out.</p>
<p>After a long time Lucy did come, and her
face was swollen with crying and her eyes were
red. In her hand she held a note.</p>
<p>When Dora saw the note, she knew that
Lucy had been really naughty. Anybody who
was given a note to take home had done something
shocking.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_143" id="Page_143">[143]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>Dora ran to meet Lucy and kissed her.
Then she held her arm and did not say a word.
Lucy began to cry again and walked slower
and slower. Dora was cold and wanted to
walk fast.</p>
<p>“What is the matter?” Dora asked when
they had gone about a block. “Was Miss
Scott cross to you?”</p>
<p>Lucy nodded and choked. She tried to
speak but only cried the harder.</p>
<p>When they reached the brown cottage,
Mother was watching for them. She came
and opened the door.</p>
<p>“Where <em>have</em> you been?” she asked. “You
are very late and you know I want you always
to come straight home after school.”</p>
<p>Then Mother saw how Lucy looked. Dora
began to cry also, just because she was so
sorry for Lucy.</p>
<p>Mother took them into the warm kitchen and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_144" id="Page_144">[144]</SPAN></span>
asked what the matter was, but Dora did not
know, and Lucy could not tell. She sobbed
and held out the note. Mother read it.</p>
<p>Lucy cried harder than ever and so did Dora.
For a minute Mother did not say anything at
all. Then she told Dora to stop crying and
told Lucy to go and wash her face.</p>
<p>When Lucy came out of the bathroom,
Mother sat down in the rocker and took her in
her arms. She told Dora to go into the parlor
and work on the cushion for Olive.</p>
<p>Dora sewed until it began to grow dark,
which was soon, because they had been so late
coming from school. Mother never allowed
her or Lucy to light the lamp on the table, so
she looked out of the window and wished she
could do something for Lucy.</p>
<p>After a time, she heard Lucy going up to
their room and then Mother opened the door
into the parlor. Dora ran to her at once.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_145" id="Page_145">[145]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>“Please tell me, Mother,” she asked, with
her arms about Mother’s waist.</p>
<p>Mrs. Merrill sat down and took Dora on
her lap. “Lucy has done something very
wrong,” she said. “She didn’t know how to
do a problem in number-work, so she kept her
book open under her desk and copied from
it.”</p>
<p>“But she is <em>very</em> sorry,” said Dora, and the
tears came into her eyes.</p>
<p>“Yes,” said Mrs. Merrill. “She is so
sorry that we will not say anything more to
her about it. But you will never do it, will
you, Dora?”</p>
<p>“No, Mother,” said Dora earnestly. “But
I don’t need to, you see. I like number-work
and the problems are easy for me.”</p>
<p>“I mean in anything,” said Mrs. Merrill.
“It never does any good to cheat in this world,
and it hurts only the one who does it.”</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_146" id="Page_146">[146]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>“I won’t, in anything,” said Dora. “May
I go and tell Lucy that I love her and that we
aren’t going to say anything about it?”</p>
<p>“Yes,” said Mrs. Merrill. “I told Lucy to
lie down for a little while because she has cried
so much that her head aches. It is her turn to
help me get supper to-night, but if you want to,
you may do it for her.”</p>
<p>Dora was glad to do this. She ran up-stairs
and kissed Lucy and whispered in her ear, and
then half-way down the stairs, she ran back and
took the Chinese kitten out of the pink box
where Arcturus used to live. She tucked it
into Lucy’s hand.</p>
<p>“Vega is very comforting to hold,” she said.
“When you come down to supper, please put
her back in her pink box.”</p>
<p>Just then, Lucy didn’t think she should
want any supper, but Dora and the kitten made
her feel better, to say nothing of the talk with<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_147" id="Page_147">[147]</SPAN></span>
Mother. When Dora called, she put Vega
away and came down.</p>
<p>Mother had told Father and Uncle Dan not
to speak of Lucy’s red eyes, and they did not.
Only, after supper, Father took her on his knee
and talked to her a little while.</p>
<p>That night, after she and Dora were in bed,
Lucy rolled over and cuddled close to Dora.</p>
<p>“I am never going to cheat again,” she said.
“I don’t like Miss Scott and I never shall like
her, but it is because of Father and Mother.
They care so much about our doing what is
right, that we shall just have to do it.”</p>
<p>“Yes,” said Dora, snuggling into Lucy’s
arms, “we mustn’t be naughty when they care
so much.”</p>
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