The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1888-07-11
AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A CAT
OTHER STORIES FOR YOUNG PEOPLE.
A Young Egg Tester-A Warranted sus-
piclon--An Expressive Answer
Trouble Aboye-Young Folks Talk
-knotty Problems.

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% Journal contains the autobiography
of a cat and this is the way the cat
y tells her story: 81 am not horrid
yellow cat, even if Sarah Jane does say
so. My mother always said my coat was
the color Of old gold, and my mother
knew much better than Sarah Jane.
Besides, Sarah Jane is very ignor-
ant-she could no more catch
rat than she could fly TO the
moon. I admit that she is an excellent
cook, and broils steak beautifully, but
then what does she know about cats
Neither has this creature one bit of graft
tude. Why, one day i went into the
kitchen, and there, on the top OF the table,
was Sarah, dancing q war-dance like q
wild Indian. | thought surely she had
gone mad. Looking around, j saw a tiny
mouse in the corner, nearly frightened TO
death. As il ran across the floor, Sarah
began another wild dance, looking inn
ploringly at me, 20 deliver her from the
dreadful enemy. So, just as my mistress,
Miss Balinda, came in TO see il the house
was tumbling down, seized the enemy
and took il home for the children's din
ner.
Then, would you believe it, Sarah never
even thanked me, nor gave Inc one bit of
dinnerl Next time she may catch her
own mouse.
l wish you could sec my beautiful
family. We were very happy together
until Miss Balinda's nephew Don discov-
cred our home in the barn.
One morning left them fast asleep,
I I,o,Ir 81
tie mice, / heard miau under the apple
tree. ! stopped TO listen, and heard a
faint cry on the piazza, then another in the
library.
Under the apple-tree was little yell
low-haired girl dressed in blue singing
my daughter Grey to sleep in the ham,
mock.
Twas very angry indeed Then looking
through the library window, / saw that
red-headed Don teaching my beautiful
Snowflake 10 play on the piano. at the
same time | heard a voice say: 'Now,
pussy, spell cat, you surely ought to know
thatm
1 dropped the mice and opened my
mouth in establishment, for there was my
son Jet taking his first spelling lesson.
Please just imagine my feelings! After
a long time those dreadful children
brought my kittens back, and j was so
angry that l spit and growled at them till
they ran away.
Yesterday they kidnapped my family
again, so / started out to find them. As
/ walked into the hall, Miss Balinda was
saying to stately old gentleman, who
was going away: Eyes, Just before the
smoke came into my room, / was
awakened by pulling at my dress, an
excited crying and scratching on the
lounge where | was lying. / opened my
eyes, and there was Goldenrod; at the
same time | heard the cry of "Firew
and just had time to escape with my life
'No, Goldenrod is really not beautiful
cat, but she is as good as gold, and that is
the reason l have provided for her in my
will, in case ] should die first
AS the old judge took up his hat TO de-
part, he thought it much heavier than
when he left it, so he looked TO see, and
there on the white satin lining OF Judge
Mayhew's tall silk hat was Jet-all curled
up in fuzzy black ball fast asleep.
At night as went TO put the kittens to
bed l heard Miss Balinda telling her small
guests how | once had saved her life, and
the little yellow-haired girl said: 90,
aunt Balinda, what dear old cat I" and
red-headed Don promised to buy whole
porter house steak for Goldenrod's dinner
tomorrow.