please keep them."

"What can you do, Gustus?" he asked slowly.

"I--I kin brush flies," cried he exultantly.

"The boy must have some clothes, anyway. Come with me, and we'll see
what we can do for you," said Mrs. Davenport.

Beth felt that she had won. In her joy she cried:

"Here, Fritz, you stay with me."

Fritz gladly obeyed. His hungry little stomach craved some of the
chicken a la Creole which was being passed to Beth. As she started to
put some of it into her mouth, she felt something pawing her lap.
Fritz was making his wants known. Needless to say, he got some chicken
from her, and from that time on these two became fast friends.




CHAPTER III

Beth's First Fishing Lesson

On Monday morning, Gustus came to Beth, bringing a cat with three
kittens. The cat was of only a common breed, but Beth was delighted
with the present.