MISS MEHITABLE'S MONSTER by Jean Callan King

MISS MEHITABLE'S MONSTER

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KIRKUS REVIEW

Much ado about a horrid creature, not pictured for the reader but seen on her fine, front-parlor rug by Miss Mehitable during her afternoon cup of piping hot, sweet jasmine tea. The frightened lady rounds up the Oshlag family (ten children in all), Doctor MacWriggle, and a few friends, all of whom charge her house with nets, cages, and various weapons, then laugh to discover that the monster is only a centipede--and ""even the centipede giggled."" There is some humor in the pictures of the genteel uproar, a littly coyness in the telling, and no surprise at all in the final deflation. Sweet jasmine or not, it's a weak brew.

Pub Date: Jan. 7th, 1971
Publisher: Doubleday