At last Alice stood still, quite close to the big stove, wondering
where she could look next.

"Meow! meow! meow!"

"Oh, mamma. It sounds loudest right here!"

Alice's mother bent her head and listened. "So it does," she said.
Then she put her hand on the door of the big warming oven. She pulled
it open, and--out walked Topsy, very warm indeed, but not hurt at all.

Alice caught kitty up in her arms and gave her a good hug. The poor
cat's fur was quite hot.

"It's a good thing for pussy that we found her as soon as we did," said
mamma.

Alice gave Topsy a saucer of milk, and soon her pet was curled up in
the doll's cradle fast asleep and none the worse for her warming.




TOPSY STORIES.

III. HOW TOPSY MOTHERED HER NEIGHBOR'S KITTENS.

Topsy had no babies of her own. Tarlequin, her next door neighbor, had
two soft, little, cuddley ones. Topsy was lonely. Her tail grew big