The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1895-07-13

slbly there was little food left for her
but when that is gone she can find no
more, A lonely, homeless, heart-brok-
en- Puss, she fingers about the accus-
toned place;
Gan, all are gone. the old familiar
faces"
Who shall say that she does not
grieve, that bewllderment and home
sickness are not added to the pains Of
hunger? When the family return, a
gaunt, wild-eyed, rough-coated creature
| hardly to be recognized as the sleek
Puss they deserted, may come back to
them and forgive then. Or they may
never see her again-she may have
starved, or have been torn to pieces by
dogs, or tortured to death by vicious
boys-they know not, and care little
A Kitten is adopted and made the fam
| lily plaything, and the next summer is
abandoned just as heartlessly-the same
| story over again.
| Only a cat! And cats are abundant.
| Granted But it is a living creature,
| it has it's character, its affections, its
| needs. Moreover, it has Its rights.
Take away from it at once all upon
which it has been taught to depend,
and who shall measure its unhappiness?
1t would hardly be unjust to infer that
the same people who would so desert
| the household pet would deprive their
fellow creatures Of their rights in a
manner just as wanton and deliberate
If they only dared.
There was a pampered beastie who
used occasionally to stroll into a neigh
| boris garden--a handsome tiger cat
/ with glossy fur, and imperious man
| ners. He yielded gracefully to caresses
and accepted dainties as a matter Of
| courtesy. "Noblesse oblige!" In a
| whimsical moment she named him
Henry Grady--Grady, for short. "
When summer came his manner chang
ed-he was depressed, fawning, hun
cry. Grady had been deserted by his
natural Cor unnatural, protectors) He
ppowled about, got into bad company
grew wild and demoralized. His neigh
Dor fed him when she could and he
was abjectly grateful for a morsel OF
food or affection. After three months
his family returned-his home was open
to him once more, he forgave. and
tried to forget Early last spring he
was again abandoned, the family NOV
ing out of the city. No provision was
made for Grady. And Grady is a
vagrant. He is lean and lank; his
eyes are dull; his coat of many stripes
is rusty and rough. All his lordly ways,
his pretty little tricks for attracting
attention are lost. He lives on pick
ings and steaings, an Ishmaelitish cat
whose paw is against everybody, and
everybody's paw, so he fears, is against
him. What is to become of him when
Wintry storms are howling-if he lives
so long? And this is only one case
among tens of hundreds, and not hall
| so pitiable as are most of them. Take
/ that Of a poor little mother7cat, for
instance, turned out with her babies to
face a froWning world. All her pretty
little ones growing up Migrants. beg
gars, ash cats and alley cats-what a
care and a sorrow to the respectable
mother who was once known as the
joys Of home! And the life Of the home
less cat Is not only one of privation but
of constant peril.
i Why not before you so away, good
people, make some provision for poor
Puss II you cannot take her with you,
and many a cat has enjoyed her sum
| mer cutting with the family as much as
| any of them. IL a temporary home
| and care cannot be found for her, why
not mercifully put her out of exist
/ ence? Let her go where the good cats
1 go-to the Milky Way, perhaps-but do
not leaveaher to suffeing or torture.
| 1t Is but 3 shallow fondness, or deep
selfishness that makes you shrink from
| the thought Of her. death, and cheerful
/ " accept for her long days of misery.
| A little chloroform, a bit of cloth or
| sponge, a wash boiler and In a short
| time all IS over. From one to two
| ounces Of chloroform is SUFFICIENT.
| Wherever there is Humane society
| there is someone who will do this kind
| ly deed in the best way, and the ex-
| pense is trifiing. Consider this matter,
/ not only for the sake of Poor Puss,
but for your own sake. None Of us can
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