Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1891-04-02
BoB,s Find.

How Daisy's Runaway Kitten Was Res
cued from Periious Position.
Daisy was just six years old when
Uncle VIII gave her little gray kitten.
She was delighted with the gift. and
would pet it for hours. for it was very
well behaved, as all kittens that have
good homes ought 10 be- Although
kitty loved her little mistress very dear
~, she would often, when Daisy's back
was turned, scamper out among the rose
bushes that grew along the garden
walks.
One morning the kittens wild spirits
led her further away than usual, in
deed as far as the garden gate, and some
one having left the gate open, out on the
sidewalk, of course, kitty ran. AS she
did so she happened to spy large but
terfy that went sailing by, and away
She scampered after it.
Now pretty soon it began to rain; not
little fine rain, but great big drops,
which struck poor kitty in dozen diff
ferent places all at once, and frightened
her so much that she ran as fast as she
could down the street.
Daisy was helping her mamma shell
the pease for dinner when it began to
rain, and her first thought when she
heard it was whether kitty was safe in
the house or not; so she started to
search, but no trace of kitty could She
find.
She loo',ed all over. from parlor to
garnet, calling kitty all the time as loud
as she could, but no small meow an
swered her, for kitty was out of reach
of the sweet voice of her little mistress.
At last Daisy gave the search up in de-
spair, and stood almost heart-brolen at
the front window, watching the rain as
it poured down.
Mamma tried to console her by say
ing that kitty would surely come back,
but Daisy would not be consoled.
Meanwhile kitty had scampered off as
fast her little feet could carry her, and
at the corner of the street she saw
crowd of boys standing under an avn
ing, and thinking in her innocence flor
she was very young, remember), that
they would be kind to her, she ran to
them, asking TO share their shelter.
But am sorry to say they were not
good boys, for the minute they saw the
kitten, and miserable looking little
creature she was just then, with her
pretty fur all wet, they determined to
have what they called ''some fun" with
her.
''Oh! look at the cat, shouted one,
lets play ball with it.
mo" said another. '1et's hold it
under that spout and let the water run
on it.
'I'll tell you what we will do, " said a
third, throw it up in the air and see il
come down on its feet" and, Selling
poor kitty, he tossed her up and she
came down very hard on the wet
pavement They were just going to
try the experiment again, when round
the corner came a big dog with mar
ket basket in his mouth. This dog was
Bob, and he was owned by Daisy's
mother, and he went every day to the
butchers with a basket for the meat,
and he was on his way home when he
came upon the boys with the cat.
Now, Bob did not have much respect
for cats in general, but this particular
cat, he knew, belonged to the house
hold. and letting his basket drop, he
made for the boys, who fled in all di-
rections, leaving poor kitty half dead
with fright on the sidewalk
Bob picked her up carefully and
dropped her gently into the basket
Then, taking it in his mouth, again he
started for home on brisk trot
Daisy mother was waiting on the porch
for him. and great was her wonder and
delight when he laid the basket de-
murely at her feet to find kitty repos-
ing cozily on the roast of beef.
Two big tears rolled down Daisy's
rosy cheeks, as she held kitty in her
arms again, but they were tears of JOY,
and Bob got an extra allowance of
meat for his dinner as a reward for his
kindness and sagacity -Mandie G.
Gaswell, in Detroit TreS Press.
FROM YOUTHFUL MINDS.