long
under the seats toward the end of the car. She thought she was going to
have a nice little walk, but just then the brakeman came into the car
and there was a kitten under one of the seats. He thought of course it
had hopped on the car there at the station, so he took it up and put the
poor little thing off the train, and then that _very_ minute the whistle
blew and off they went.

"It was a vestibule train, and when Walter and Harold found out that
their kitten was gone they hunted every inch of the car over, and then
hunted through the next car, thinking that she might have gone across
the vestibule and into the other car. But she was not there. Just then
along came the brakeman again and when the boys asked him if he had seen
a kitten, he said, 'Why, sure! Was that _your_ cat? I thought she had
hopped on the train back there at the last station, and I took her and
put her off.'

"Well, the boys felt so badly they didn't know what to _do_, and the
brakeman said they would not stop at any station for sixty miles. Walter
said he was going back to see if he could find her, but the brakeman
said she was most likely gone by this time or somebody had picked her
up. He was awfully sorry about it.

"When they had gone the sixty miles the car stopped, but the boys didn't
care to look out or anything. They just sat and thought about their
little kittie, and Harold said, 'Seems as though I can hear her cry,'
and Walter said, 'Don't say that again,' and then he looked funny,
because he thought he could hear her himself!

"Harold said, 'I suppose she is dead, and that is her ghost.' Walter
said, 'No, it's not; even kitten ghosts don't make a noise. There it is
again.'

"And then they looked around very slowly, the way you do when you think
something is going to happen and you don't know just what it will be,
and there in the seat back of them was the brakeman and he was holding
that kitten!

"When he opened the car door he found her squeezed up in a corner of the
top step, where she had ridden all that long way. When the brakeman
tossed her off she knew that the boys were on the train, so she climbed
right back, but she didn't get on quick enough to get into the
vestibule before the door was shut, so she had to hang on and ride
outside. She was scared nearly to death and jumped at every sound and
trembled for days, but the boys petted her and comforted her, and
by-and-by she felt all right. And there were lots of mice