Horace's boots would help her up hill; so she jumped into those, and
clattered down the back stairs with Dinah under her arm.
There was nobody in the kitchen, for Ruthie was down cellar sweeping.
Flyaway caught her shaker off the "short nail," and stole out without
being seen. Sitting in the sun on the piazza was the "blue" kittie.
"Finkin' 'bout a mouse, I spect," said little Flyaway, seizing her and
blowing open her eyes like a couple of rosebuds.
"Does you know where I's a-goin'? Up to heaven. We don't let tinty
folks, like cats, go to heaven."
Pussy winked sorrowfully at this, and baby's tender heart was touched.
"Yes, we does," said she; "but you musn't scwatch the Charlie boy;"
and she tucked the "tinty folks" under her left arm. Then all was
ready, and the little pilgrim started for heaven.
"Um's on the toppest hill," said she, looking at the far-off
mountains, reaching up against the blue sky. One mountain was much
higher than the others, and on that she fixed her eye. It was Mount
Blue, and was really twenty miles away.
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