Part 2 — TWO KITTIES.

Two little kitties Wandered away Into the prairie One summer day. One on two feet, Rosy and fair, Almost a baby,— "Golden Hair." Four feet,—useless, Eyes fast closed, Borne in a basket The other dozed. Searching in terror Far and wide, "Golden Hair's" mother Moaned and cried. Mother Puss calmly Following slow, Listening,—calling Meoh!—Meoh!— Mother Puss found them, A little heap, Down in the deep grass Fast asleep.