Trottie's Doings by Jennie Judson
Trottie is a cunning little boy, not quite three years old. His
cradle is a little netted hammock. It is fastened at one end to his
mamma's sewing-machine, and at
the other to a hook in the wall.
When Trottie grows tired he does
not trouble his mamma, but gets
into the little hammock and rocks
himself to sleep.
One day the door-bell rang.
The little fellow picked up his
mother's best bonnet, which she
had placed upon the bed. Crushing
it down over his little golden
curly head he hastened to the door.
He found the minister there, a
tall, stately gentleman, wearing a
stove-pipe hat. Trottie's strange
appearance made the gentleman
laugh, and he asked, "Where are
you going, my little man?"
Trottie made no answer, but,
after a prolonged stare at the stove-pipe
hat, asked, "Are you Mr.
Yankee Doodle?" Mamma came
down just then. Laughing, she invited
the visitor in.
Not long afterwards Trottie
thought he would like to churn.
When his mother's back was
turned he put his two dear little
kittens, "Starry Eyes" and "Bluebell,"
into the churn, and poured a
cup of water over them. He was
just lifting the dasher when his
mother heard the kittens mewing
and took them out.
He loves the kittens dearly, and
would not hurt them for anything.