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Title: St. Nicholas Magazine for Boys and Girls, V. 5, April 1878
Scribner's Illustrated

Author: Various

Editor: Mary Mapes Dodge

Release Date: December 19, 2007 [EBook #23926]

Language: English

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[Illustration: KITTY AND THE TURKISH MERCHANT.]

ST. NICHOLAS.

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VOL. V. APRIL, 1878. NO. 6.
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[Copyright, 1878, by Scribner & Co.]

HOW KITTY WAS LOST IN A TURKISH BAZAAR.

BY SARA KEABLES HUNT.

Kitty was a pretty little girl, with gray, laughing eyes, and a dimple in
each cheek; but from the time when she first commenced to toddle alone she
began to be dangerously fond of running away from home. Let a door be ajar
ever so little and out pattered the tiny feet into the streets of the
crowded city and all sorts of dangers. Papa and mamma had long
consultations of what should be done to correct this fault, while Aunt
Martha, looking over her spectacles, timidly suggested a little birch tea;
but mamma would not listen to that. Kitty was too small for any such
bitter dose yet, and papa, who rather admired Aunt Martha's suggestion,
declared finally that his wife must settle the matter herself--he "didn't
know how to train a girl."

So Kitty, left to an indulgent mother, went on her way, and hardly a day
passed but the cry went from cellar to attic, "Kitty is gone!" Nurses
without number came and went; they could never "stand Miss Kitty's strange
ways."

The little one had reached her fifth year without any serious injury,
notwithstanding her unfortunate habit, when