"Never mind, mother, dear. Please don't look." And they commenced to scrub their mittens. And when they had them all covered with lather they dipped them into the water and squeezed them until the soapsuds looked like a snow drift, and after that they all reached down and pulled out the stopper, and when the soapy water was all gone they filled the tub again with nice, clean water and washed the mittens all over again. But, oh, dear me! the water was so deep that the little gray kitten wet her little pink sleeve. PIE FOR MRS. MOUSE THE three little kittens washed their mittens And hung them up to dry. "Oh, mother dear, do you not hear That we have washed our mittens?" Sure enough, all the mittens were washed and neatly hung on the clothesline. But the clothesline was so high that Puss had been forced to climb a stepladder. The kittens had stood below, their little paws full of clothespins, and every time Puss needed a pin one of them had climbed up and handed it to him. "Washed your mittens! Oh, you're good kittens. But I smell a rat close by. Hush! Hush! mee-ow, mee-ow. We smell a rat close by, Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow!" cried Mrs. Cat. When Puss heard this he ran around the house. I guess he expected to find the "rat that ate the malt that lay in the house that Jack built." But Mrs. Cat had made a mistake, for there was no rat to be seen. Instead, there stood the little mouse who two or three stories ago had told the black kitty where to find their mittens. "What do you want?" asked Puss, Junior, kindly. "I think the three little kittens have forgotten their promise to give me three pieces of pie. I've been waiting in the barn all this time." "Kittens!" cried Puss. The three little kittens came tumbling around the house. But the little mouse ran behind a tree. "Did you forget to save some pie crust for the little mouse and her two children?" asked Puss. "Of course not!" replied the three kittens. "I tucked a little piece under my plate," said the gray kitten. "I put a little piece in the old clock," said the tabby kitten. "And I put mine behind the big shell on the mantelpiece," cried the black kitty. "Go and get them," said Puss, "for Mrs. Mouse can't be kept waiting; her babies out in the barn will be crying for her." The three little kittens ran into the house, and pretty soon returned with the pie crust. "We'll carry it out to the barn for you," they cried. So the little mouse ran ahead, and when she was safe in the barn she waited until the kittens had placed the three little pieces of pie crust on the floor. As soon as they had gone the little mouse came out and carried the pie crust into her house. SING A SONG OF SIXPENCE SING a song of sixpence, A pocketful of rye, Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie.