The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1875-01-20

I'LL ue COulu huSWei WIS, ueO" i
guess you had better go out doors
little while" And she walked to
the door, and he by hor side, switch
ing his long tail, of which he was
awfully proud. But when he got
out doors-oh, my, didn' he cut ca
pers! He rushed up and down
the garden walk, he ran up and
down the tall trees, and played
with the fallen leaves, and capercd
around, until he reached a pond
where swan some gold fishes
| "Wont l have one of them 2
said he; and he put his paw into
/ the water but it didn't look very
good; and he thought he wouldn't
have fish for dinner that day.
At that moment bird flew over
over his head, and be thought she
would taste good. So he rushed
after her, over rocks and fences, till
she lit in tree, and he climbed up.
But the bird mads an awful screech-
ing, and he wondered what it could
all be about. Up in little crotch
Of the tree, away up high, was a
little black bunch, and he would
like to know what was in it. So he
climbed away up and looked down.
And what do you Think Snug in
a little nest, made of hair and wool,
were four Tiny birds, with scarcely
a feather to cover their backs. Oh!
won't they taste nice, thought he,
and forthwith proceeded to take a
bite. But just as he succeeded in
poking his nose in among the bird
lings, to see which was the fattest
(for he was q great epicure), such a
i, screeching and squalling saluted
his ears that he drew back in dis
may. On looking around, he dis,
covered that the boughs Of the tree
on which he was clinging were fair
ly alive with robins, which the cry of
the old mother bird had called to the
rescue. "Oh is that all ?" said ne.
"Whos afraid of a bird ?" And he
again proceeded to take bite. And
the screeching still continued. But
Kitty scratched his head with his
paw, and thought to himself II
have heard, or else | dreamed, that
"a barking dog never bites;' and
may be its the same with birds" So
gathering fresh courage he opened
his mouth--But such commo.
ton! 1t seemed as if fifty sharp
little swords we're sticking into his
back; for the infuriated birds were
picking him, till he beat retreat
down the tree, and scampered away
over the lawn, till entirely beat out,
he lay down under a tree, and for
got his troubles and his hunger in
q good nap. But in dreamland his
troubles still clung to him for he
dreamed that the great big dog that
lived at Farmer Browns across the
river was hunting for rabbits, and
had found him. He awoke with
start to find his dream only too
true. There stood old Black Lion,
with his great mouth open and his
red tongue hanging out, and two
great rows of teeth, 50 sharp and
white. Up sprang Kittie, and
scampered towards the house with
Lion in hot pursuit. q wish |
wasn't kitten" said he, II had
rather be anything else" He reach
ed the house, and jumped upon the
window-sill just as he felt Lions
hot breath upon bis back. Not
minute too soon was he, and he
scratched at the window till his
mother opened it, and--he
awoke to find it a dream. His mo-
ther was just opening the window
to let his white kitten in, and the
noise awoke him. Ill never want
to be cat again, mother! Ill go
errands, or do anything you want
me to do. | had rather be Bennie
!
than anything else"
His mother kissed him fondly
and told him how happy she would
be if he forgot his selfshness and
i'll temper. And Bennie, with tears
in his eyes, told her his dream, and
how he missed his mothers care in
his cat life. And with many pro-
misses for good behavior, in the fu-
ture, from Bennie, we will leave
him in his mothers kind care, and
some time will tell you something
more about him.
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