who
showed great eagerness to purchase the things with which the ship was
laden. The captain seeing this, took patterns of the choicest
articles he had to the King of the Moors. While he was showing them
to him, dinner was brought in, and at once lots of rats and mice came
in and ate up all the dainties. The captain was astonished when the
King told him that this often happened. The captain rushed off at
once to the ship, and brought Puss to the palace. The second dinner
had been brought in, and, as usual, in came the rats and mice; Pussy
at the sight of them sprang out of the captain's arms and killed lots
of them, and the rest ran off to their holes. The King was greatly
pleased with the wonderful Puss, and gave two sackfuls of gold for
the cat, and the captain at once sailed for London. When Mr.
Fitzwarren heard the news, he ordered Dick Whittington to be called,
and showed him all the riches which the captain had brought in
exchange for his cat. Dick was now a rich man, and soon after married
the merchant's daughter, at the very church whose bells seemed to
call him back to London. He grew richer and richer, became Sheriff,
and at length Lord Mayor of London.

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[Illustration: Our Kate Washing our Kitties.]

[Illustration: Burying our poor dead Bird, Pussy looking very
suspicious.]

[Illustration: Our Pussies driving their Rabbit Sleigh.]

[Illustration: Our very lazy Pussy.]

[Illustration: Our careless Pussy caught in a trap by the Mice.]

[Page 157--More Pussy Land]

[Illustration: Our Toby giving our Tabby a Ride.]

[Illustration: Weighing our Pussy against our Doggy.]

The White Kitten

My little white kitten's
Asleep on my knee;
As white as snow
Or the lily is she;
She wakes up with a purr
When I stroke her soft fur;
Was there ever another
White kitten like her?

My little white kitten
Now wants to go out
And frolic, with no one
To watch her about:
"Little kitten," I say,
"Just an hour you may stay;
And be careful in choosing
Your places to play."

But night has come down,
And I hear a loud "mew";
I open the door, and my
Kitten comes through;
My white kitten! ah me!
Oh! can it be she--
This sad looking beggar-like
Cat that I see?

What ugly grey marks
On her side and her back!
Her nose, once as pink
As a rosebud, is