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"I mean to ask Mamma if I can keep her." And off ran Posy to Mamma's room.
"There's a poor little gray kitten out doors, Mamma," said Posy, all out of breath from hurrying, "and her's blind of one eye. Can't I keep her and take care of her? Her looks like her didn't have any home at all."
"Yes," said Mamma, "you may ask Hannah to give you a saucer of milk for her."
"Her's blind of both eyes," cried Posy, bursting into tears; "but I thought you wouldn't let me keep her if you knew it."
"Why, my dear little girl," answered Mamma, drawing Posy to her side, "I love to have you kind to animals, and particularly so to those that are helpless and can't take care of themselves. Don't cry, my darling, you shall give this poor little
