The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-10-29
How Pussy Died,

One day IN the early spring a little
RI went with her father to a bazaar.
ne had three shillings to spend, and
ordered very much what she could
Id to buy. And she bought a tiny,
ee kitten, with a blue ribbon round
neck. She carried it home herself,
I'd puss grew fat and merry, and her
tie mistress loved her dearly.
One morning, two or three months
ter, when the spring had almost
rned into summer, and when Pussy's
e was chiefly spent in playing about
e garden, or sleeping in the warm
lnshine, two little girls were standing
ear an open window. It was s o'clock,
I'd breakfast was not ready, so they
ere watching the happy birds as they
wv past, singing, and thinking about
cir nests. It was the little girl who
I'd bought the Kitten, and sister,
lly three years older than herself.
All Of sudden a terrible loud noise
as heard quite close to the window.
lich frightened her SO much that the
ounger began to cry; and the elder
lid would have cried, too, if she had
It been too busy trying to comfort her
tie sister.
Don't cry, darling, she whispered;
it is only Tom IN the next garden
looting; he won't hurt u.s." Still
mforting her little sister with gentle
)rds, she looked once more out of the
ndoW. and her eye caught sight of
netting moving on the grass in the
xt garden. 1t was Pussy. But what
ade her walk in that old way, drag
ng her leg and twisting herself
out? She had been shot / No one
IS there to tell the child, but as she
oked she knew in a moment that
9 gun that had just gone off, and
ghtened them SO much, had shot lit
} Pussy.
What should you have done. little
~ or girl, who reads my story? Awill
Il you what this little girl did. She
lid her lips quite tight together, that
Re might not cry, and said softly to
er sister, " | must go away for few
sinutes, darling" and then she ran
own into the garden. And the thought
lat filed her mind as she went was,
Oh, [ am glad little sister did not see
'ussy r ~at n ams
Into the garden she ran, and all about
ne looked, and at last, under the green
ush where she had SO often lain bask-
ag in the pleasant sunshine, the child
aw Pussy lying stiff a1d still. She
lad craWled to her own little sunny
led to die She did not mew. or
aake any sound, only one leg moved a
cry little. Not far off was the gar
iener, busy moving the grass. He was a
lind man, and came to see what was
ne matter. He took up Pussy in his
hands. IN Jill
"She is dead" said the gardener !.
: what shall I do with her?"
Then thought came into the child's
mind, Z" II we do not hide her quite
away, sister will wish to see Pussy. and
hat will cause her much grief" At the
bottom of the garden flowed the river.
vide and still. "Put her in there, " she
said, looking up to the gardener.
And down the path where Pussy had
often played so merrily, and the chill
lren had laughed to watch her jumping
and skipping in the sunshine, she was
carried now, for the last time. The
lind gardener tied a stone round her
leck, and put her very gently into the
liver, and the water closed over her.
Goodbye, Pussy" Then the child
turned, and went slowly and sadly into
he house. Her little sister had come