THE next morning when Puss, Junior, went down to the river, he found his boat was gone.
"Now I must trust again to my red-topped boots," he sighed, and at once set off to find his dear father. By and by he saw a little man in the distance, who, on coming nearer, turned out to be Tom Thumb.
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