The Camden weekly journal. [volume] (Camden, South-Carolina) 1853-1861, 1855-12-24
Biddy MalOlley's Cat.

ment.
Mat says she there's strange cat in the
cabin.
Cast her out, thin, IN don't he bolherin me
about the baStc.'
'Faix, an I've been thriving to do that same
far the nalther Of tin rlnts past, but she's just
beyond my rache, bchnt the big red chst in
the corner. Will ycz be after helpin me to
dhrive her out, Mat"
TO be snrc will; bad luck to the consate
she has for my house; show her to me, Biddy,
till tache her the rispict that's duo man in
his own h"use-to be takin possession widout
as much as by yer lave, the lhafe O. the hull
wolldf
Now Mat had special anlipathy for cats,
and never let pass an opportunity TO kill one.
This he resolved to do in the present case, and
instantly formed plan for the purpose, Per.
ceiving but one'mode Of egrcss for tue animal
he says to Biddy-
Have ye iver a male bag in the house me
darIiul!
'Divil a wun, i, there Mat. Yez tux it to
the uil wid lez to bring home chips wild, this
n.ornin'
'Faix, an did, an there it is yit thin. Wei
have yez nothing at all in the house that vii!
tic up like bay B!ddyl
Troth, an have, Mat; there's me Sunday
pi,tcoat-ye can Ghraw the strings close at
Tie top, and sure it will do better nor letting
the cat be lawn lcz.'
Biddy, dr'i"t, !ez i jewel to be lhinkin O
that san,; be al:hcr Lringin 3 to me.
Biddy brough the garment and when the
strings were draan close it made very good
substitute tnr.le meal bag and Mat declared
it WAS 'i,lrsau;.'
So holding it cInsc against the edge Of ihe
chest, he took look behind, aud saw II rair
Of bright eyes giaring at him.
| An is i, there We are ye devil9 Be out .
that now, bad luck to all yer kin, ye thaviu
va4abon= We. Bedad, an ye wont larc my
Louse at all wild petite akin. Yer scIi:wiil
bates pigs intirly. Bid'Iy, have yez amy
lot wafer in the house"
'Iis, I've Il rliuty, Mat; the tay kettles full
un it,
BE- "hhcr caslin the matther Of Il quart thin
bchirt the chist till | say how the shay divil
| likes it,
'iloud him close Mat, here gnes the wa.
| thrr
Dash went the water and out jumped the
anlrlalln; q Mats tran. :.
'Arr:Ii, he The holy p"ke", have him in,
Bidiy,' says Mat, d'awiny dose thc tolls of
the garment: now bad cess to vcz, yc thafr,
its nine lives ye have is it. BE after akin me
forgiveness for the tha,in We have been don in
me house, FIR Pm tlinkinlhe nine lives you
have won't save We now amy way. Biddy,
seize houIt Of the poker arr whin Ill shoulder
the liavlhen, veil beat the dayligIIts out of
him.
Mat threw ,he bundle over lis shoulder, aud
told Biddy to Ilay st. l'atIick's Day in the
Morning IN it. Biddy Strack about three notes
Of bat popular Irish air, and suddenly stopped,
eXclaimimg:
What smIs 81 qaarr, Matt Its takn my
BIRTH away wild the power NV it. Och mnr-
thcr, Mat, shnre an We have the dvil in the
sack
Bate the o!d haythcn, than; ycz ill niver
have bctlhrr chance. Bate the horus off IN;
lathrr i'm like bIazrS, me dailinr!
Augh,' SAYS Bddy, pm iai!in wid the pow,
cr NV i'm. Cast i'm of ycz, Mat
'EIowy St. Pathcr! says Mat, throwing down
the sack. 'Bildy, the baslc Is poltca Lave
the house, or yez ii be kit ;n.ireIy. Murhcn
and turf how the haythcn smls. Och, BiJdy
MaIonry, IL purity ki,lla NV fish yrz made NV it
to be- >hurr, to be mistakiuy that little devil
for IL harmless cat.
Mat, for tho love Nv God, ycz be conva
n:cnl To- the door be althpr opening it, fnr I'm
narcly checked wild i'm. Och, Bildy Mnloncy,
bad luck to lcz for lawn ould Ireland. to be
nnrthcrcd in this way! IIowly Mary purlict
me. Mat, I'm clnne kilt ntireIy; tax. me oat
NV thi>n
Mat drew her out Of doors, and then broke
for The pump Ike Il quarter hrsc, clio c'y follow
cd hy Bhldy
'Shurc. tI,at little william bates the div in.
lrry, he's ruined me house an kilt Bi,ldy IN
pnt me out q consatr wild mescl' for mouth
ITO come. Och the desaivin va.lhuns, bad luck
to 'm,' and Mat plugged his head Into the
hnr>c-,rough up to his shoulders
'Grt oat - that Mat, I'm narrly blind, anl
Bildy went under water.
'Orh; the mulhrrin bastc,' says Bidiy, spuL
trrng the water ont Of her mouth, me best
prttr"a' is sp"ilt imircIY. Mat Malony, divil
Il trap viii ivrr help you tosit for eat agn
Don't throuble yourself, Mistress Maloucy,
ya'vr play, d the divil rs it is. Niver fear me
akin ha' 'portll y yer ASSISTANCE. Its Il nah raj
f,"l We are to be takn bastc Nv Il poIecut for
II house cat
Mat and BiIly went cautiously back to the
cabin from which the offensive quadruped had
taken his departure.
Things were turnrd out Of doors, Bldys
pciicoat buried, the bed, which fortunately
escaped, moved to II nenr ncishbOrs, the stove
moved outside, aml fora week they kept house
rut of doors, by which time by dint Of scrub.
hing, washing and airing, the house wnsrcnder.
ed once more habtab!c, but neither Nlnt or
Iiddy have forgotten the strange cat