"I do hope the cat will get along all right," she said agitatedly.

"I've fed her this mornin', an' I've left her enough milk till I get back--a saucerful for each day--an' Abby said she'd give her all the scraps off the table, you know, Mis' Green." Mrs.Babcock turned around.

"Now, Amanda Pratt," said she, "I'd like to know how in creation you've left a saucerful of milk for that cat for every day till you get back." "I set ten saucers full of milk down cellar," replied Amanda, still staring back anxiously at the cat--"one for each day.

I got extra milk last night on purpose.

She likes it jest as well if it's sour, if the saucer's clean." Amanda looked up with serious wonder at Mrs.Babcock, who was laughing shrilly.