Little Mittens for The Little Darlings Being the Second Book of the Series   By: Aunt Fanny (1822-1894)

LITTLE MITTENS

FOR

THE LITTLE DARLINGS:

BEING

THE SECOND BOOK OF THE SERIES.

BY THE AUTHOR OF

THE SIX NIGHTCAP BOOKS, ETC.

NEW YORK:

D. APPLETON AND COMPANY,

443 & 445 BROADWAY.

LONDON: 16 LITTLE BRITAIN.

1863.

Entered, according to act of Congress, in the year 1862, by FANNY BARROW,

In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States for the Southern District of New York.

TO

ANNIE LOUISA,

MY NEW LITTLE FRIEND,

THESE

Mitten Stories

ARE

LOVINGLY DEDICATED.

CONTENTS.

THE LITTLE KITTENS, 7

THE FOURTH COMMANDMENT, 39

LITTLE SALLIE'S LONG WORDS, 60

THE LITTLE NEW FRIEND, 108

ILKEN ANNIE, 117

THE LITTLE KITTENS.

Only to think! A letter from Aunt Fanny to the little ones, which begins in this fanny way:

"YOU DARLING KITTENS "

All the small children looked at Mary O'Reilly who sat staring at the fire, with her whiskers sticking up in the air, and then felt their faces with their little fat hands. They did not find the least scrap of a whisker anywhere on their round cheeks; and Pet said "But I a ittle girl; I not a kitty" at which all the family laughed, and ran to kiss her and she thought she had been very smart, I can tell you; and clapped her hands and said again "No! I not a kitty!" and all the rest of the little ones said they were not kittens, and for two minutes there was such fun, everybody mewing like cats, and patting each other softly for play. The little mother said they must all have been to Catalonia; and that might be the reason why Aunt Fanny called them "kittens;" or perhaps it was because she loved them .

So she began again:

DARLING KITTENS

You must have stories as well as the rest of course you must. If I should forget to write some for such sweet little monkeys as you, that I know and love so dearly, and some other sweet little monkeys that I don't know, but love very much; why, Mr. Appleton, who has sweet little monkeys of his own, would say to me with a grave face "Aunt Fanny! I'm surprised at you! What do you mean by such conduct? What has become of that big room in your heart, which you keep brimful of love for babies and little bits of children? Do you want them to sit humdrum on rainy days, when they are tired of playing with dolls, and tops, and kittens, and have no story book for their kind mammas to read to them? This will never do, Aunt Fanny. Please to begin right away!"

Oh! what a dreadful thing it would be, for any one to suppose that I did not love you any more. I could not bear it; so here I am beginning "right away," and the very first thing that comes into my mind is a story about kittens. What do you think of that! you lovely little red, white, and blue darlings! with your pretty red cheeks, pure white skins, and sweet blue eyes! The bright hazel, gray, and black eyes are like the stars; so no wonder we love the "star spangled banner," when such precious little ones as you wear the very same colors as the dear old flag. Then

"Hurrah for the children forever, And three cheers for the red, white, and blue."

And now for the kitten story.

THE LITTLE KITTENS.