Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1892-11-06

ton, / stole to the open window pistol
in hand, and, allowing no time for
the softer emotions to master me, took
"A hasty but accurate aim at her head
and fired. When the smoke cleared
away / confidently expected to see my
victim writhing in the death agony,
but no, she was i'm the centre Of our
choicest flower bed jumping up and
down and tearing down handsful Of
choicest plants at every leap and show
ing the greatest anger. At last she went
through the fence and disappeared.
as / hoped, forever. Not 90. The next
afternoon she was back at her favOrite
haunt, apparently none the worse for
having a bullet in her brain. This time
/ resolved that she should not escape
me, so taking a rest with my pistol on
the window sill, / took careful aim at a
distance not to exceed four feet, and
fired. The result surprised me. Instead
of killing her, my shot seemed simply
to enrage her, and after destroying a
lot more of my wife's choicest plants,
she again disappeared through the
same place in the fence. / hoped
grimly that she had gone to seek a
quiet place i'm which to die, but no in
deed. The very next day from my seat
near the window / saw her coming
leisurely up the steps leading to the
veranda, and while one side Of her
head seemed to be slightly disfigured"
she was distinctly "still in the ring"
With the desperate feeling that either
that cat must perish or myself ana
family leave the house, | loaded my
shot gun heavily, determined this time
to accomplish my fell purpose. Wait
ing until "slumber had shut her eye
lids down." once more crept to the
nearest window, and, with the muzzle
of the gun within two feet Of the crea-
ture's head fired both barrels at once.
The report was terrific, and brought my
wife shrieking into the room TO find
me enveloped in sulphurous folds OF
smoke which the breeze had waited
back into the room. After convincing
her that / was unhurt, / turned again
to the window and. had the satisfaction
of seeing my victim in what seemed to
be the last convulsive struggles of
death. After convincing my wife that
the damage done to the veranda could
be repaired at a Irifiing cost, j took the
lacerated remains of my enemy-foI
rs such had come to regard her-to
the barnyard and buried her, and j
can ASSURE Il DTtdlUtu nOb a NDIh vi
sOrrOw.p
The next morning on my way to the
barn | noticed one VI the hogs dragging
something from the earth, and on close
/ inspection / discovered, to my horror,
that it was the body Of the cat. Re.
gardless of the fact that several of my
neighbors were Interested spectators OF
the scene, i chased that hog frantically
around the lot for five minutes
/ before i succeeded in causing
| the animal to relinquish its prey.
1 then proceeded to bury the cat again
this time 80 deep that / was sure tbs
hogs would not disturb her, and a.
wiped the perspiration from my
streaming face ] reflected with consid
cradle satisfaction that | had seen the
last Of the detested animal; but, incred
| ible as it may seem to you, my friend
/ assure you that three days thereafter
that cat was back again with three kit
tens!"
/ arose and took my hat from thu
table, when Mr.. Foy sprang up, ant
grasping my hand, exclaimed: "What