DICK WHITTINGTON AND HIS CAT
DICK WHITTINGTON
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DICK WHITTINGTON was
a poor country lad, who, having lost his father and his mother, came to London to make his fortune. His only friend in the world was a cat which he had picked up and fed when it was starving; and a very good fri end it was to him. Dick used to think that the streets of London were paved with gold, but he found that they were covered with hard stones, and on these stones he had to sleep wi th his cat for many nights. At last he ot a place as a scullery-boy in the house of a rich merchant. Unhappily, the cook .wa a wicked woman, and she beat him very day and made him sleep in a garret verrun with rats and mice. These, how-
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ever, were soon killed by Dick's cat, for the cat was an excellent mouser. The rich merchant in whose kitchen Dick worked was. a foreign trader. He used to fill his ships with all kinds of goods, and send them to far countries, where the goods could be sold at a great 'profit ; and, being a kind man, he allowed all his servants to put in his ships anything that they wished to sell. One day, when he was about to send a ship to trade with the Blackamoors, his pretty daughter Alice came into the scullery and said to Dick : " Now, what are you going to put in for sale this time ? " " I've only my cat," said Dick. "Well, put in your cat," said Alice. 33