St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-12-21
A CATS MANY USES.

From the Point Of View Of a Small
Boy---No Opinion From the Cat.
New York Weekly.
The cat lives in the house what time
she does not live over to Jones' barn.
She is real handy to throw stones at
and to pull her tail and make her
squawk. make our cat squawk ten or
six times every day. and the backs of
my hands is drawed out in lines like a
map, where her toe nails has got
hitched.
If had invented cat 1 should have
mad hGr without them rails. Cats is
night ON our wood shed, and no tickets
to pay for. The rich and the poor are
alike welcome to hear 'em.
Cats live on mice. and white cream
and beefsteak they can steal out of the
pantry. Sometimes they catch chick
ems, and that makes the old hen mad,
and the old woman that OWLS the chick
ems madden. And she goes for the cat
with a broom, and the cat climbs tree
and sits there and laffs at her, and goes
to sleep and dreams she is in kitchen
again. till it comes night, and then she
climbs down back end fuSt and goes
off to concert to see the other cats.
Thomas cats has the best voices and can
sing bass and tenor both at once. 1t is
nice to hear 'em, but when you sleep
alone, and wake up sudden by hearing
of 'em there is something or ruther
about it that makes a feller'S flesh creep
and the cold shiverS run down to his
backbone.
Cats can climb telegraph poles and sit
on the ridge poles of four-storv houses
without being diZzy-headed: and they
can sleep with one eye open and Law
awake with both eyes shut, and they
can walk as soft as feather, and they
can run like chain lightning. They
don't like to swim, and they never do,
except it's an old cat that you want to
get rid of, and you do her up in a bag
with some bricks, and throw her into
the mill pond, off the bridge, and then
she'll bust the bag and swim ashore and
kite for home, SOS TO be there to well
come you when you git there, SOS you
won't feel lonesome.
Cats like to get on the spare bed,
among the shams and things, and paw
'em all down into nest, and they like
to 90 to sleep in your best coat. l ex-
pect they enjoy the fun of hearing you
swear the next day when you brush it.
I should if L was cat.
Kittens is-cats when they are first
born, and there is an awful sight of
'em. They keep coming right along
without regard to wind or weather.
They are dreadful cute and can un.
wind more thread and tear up more
fancy glmcracks that the girls make
than any other known animal. III
1t amt lucky to kill a cat. I don't
know why. 1t is good luck to have one
come to you if you keep her. You get
rich right away, or poor, 1 forget which.
Every cat has nine lives, and they don't
never die if left alone. unless they have
fits, which most of 'em has. A cat in. a
fit will beat a whole circus all to moth
ing, and the first thing you know she'll
come right out of it and 90 to eating
milk, just as if nothing had happened.
Tommy Jones and l took Fannie's
box of colors, which she is learning I'd
paint plates and sugar bowls with, and
we got mammals blue satin dress that
she wore to the governors ball last win
ter, and cut out piece behind, right
under the overskirt, where it wOuIdn,t
show, and didn't hurt it a mite, and we
stretched it over shingle to make a
panel picture. and Tommy drawed a
hog on it, and a sunfiower beside him
to smell of. and held our cat and ]
dipped her tail in one of Fans paints.