F. R. Morgan

“ Uncle Mouser shouted,
“Have you seen three Kittens
Who once lost their mittens?
I’m looking also for Twinkle Toes,
There’s a bell that tinkles wherever he goes.”
They all shouted, “Hurrah Uncle Mouser, here we are, here we are!”
They lost no time getting out of Old Shadow’s burrow you may be sure, and the Little Old Man of the Fire hopped merrily about in the lantern singing,
“It is fun away to roam,
But there is no place like home!”
Uncle Mouser said, “It is not safe to go into deep burrows. Let me count, are you all here?” ”

“ She took up her needles, and to her surprise, they went to and fro, to and fro, in her paws and in less than a twinkling of an eye, one mitten was finished.
“By my furry tail,” said Mother Kit-Cat, that must be a magic mitten after all. “Perhaps this is one of the magic mittens Twinkle Toes has been talking about.”
Then, to her surprise the finished mitten began to sing,
“When you do good deeds for others,
Fathers, sisters, cousins, mothers,
Even helpful things for kittens,
You may wear some magic mittens.” ”

“ Old Mother Kit-Cat stood in the doorway looking for them.
She said,
“Dear Little Kittens,
You should wear your mittens.”
Sure enough, their paws were cold as cold could be.
Late that night Dot, and Tot, and Trot, woke up and said, “We wonder why the Curly-Tails did not want us to talk about our mittens?”
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Twinkle Toes called out sleepily from Old Uncle Mouser’s red plush-lined basket,
“Little Curly-Tails once wore the mittens
Lost long ago, by Three Little Kittens.” ”