The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-01-03

is staring at us, and there is a peculiar
look in his eyes"
The sisters rose, and with a painful eff
fort, smiled at Peter and called him a
naughty ickle tatzy watZy'' to reassure
him, in case he had caught the words
holy water" And then they went in to
their midday meal, but their appetittes
had gone, and the best cut of the roast
mutton was put on to nice clean plate,
and placed on the heartrug ready for
Peter when it should please him to come
in and accept their hospitality.
From that day forward the sisters, con-
WINGED that Peter had overheard their
plot, spared no efforts to propitiate him
and restore his confidence in them. They
presented him with a red satin ribbon for
his neck, and they periodically filled his
saucer with milk fresh from the COW.
They seriously discussed the advisability
of giving him cream. They procured hsh
for him daily, taking care that an agree
able variety was maintained one DAY
the principal item on Peters menu would
be smelts, the next sole, the next had
dock. and so on, and when Miss Deborah
suggested bloater Miss James objected
that Peter might consider himself slight
ed by the plebian nature of the fare.
They were intensely relieved to find that
Peter, becoming fat and lazy on his liberal
diet, abstained from all further Demon
EtratlOnS
had a strong suspicion that the threat
of holy water had made a deep impression
on him and caused him to be cautious as
to his future conduct.
But one fine afternoon all their terrors
were revived. The maid was out on the
back lawn hanging out the clothes to dry.
The line, discreetly yelled from observa-
ton by the high wall and the trees. was
stretched tightly from clothes prop to
clothes prop, and the maid was just about
to neg up the first snowy sheet when Peter
suddenly ran up clothes prop and stood
on his hind legs, and then proceeded TO
walk across the rope with ali the sk III OF
a Blondn and without a balancing pole.
The maid dropped the linen on the
ground to it's utter undoing. and rushed
screaming into the house. "Oh, Missls!
Misssr' she shrieked as she met Miss
Deborah at the back door, Peters be-
witched. He's a wallxin' like as If he was
going mad"
Miss Deborah, trembling at the knees
like an aged cab-horse after the ascent OF
Hghgate Hill, staggered out, and there,
sure enough, was Pier behaving as surely
no cat In Christian country had ever be-
haved before.
When he saw Miss Deborah he uttered
a wild yell and dropped to the ground.
Then he ran toward her, and, raising him
self up on his hind legs, spared at her
with his front paws, like wicked little boys
spar at a comrade when they invite him
to come on and have II out.
That was too much for Miss Deborah.
She gathered up her skirts and fled back
into the house, leaving Peter in undisputed
possession of all he could survey.
That evening the sisters determined that
they would fulfil long-deferred promise,
and pay a visit to distant relative of
their mothers who lived In London. They
knew that they would be welcome guests
for at least a fortnight, and IL was posi-
BILE that, during their absence, the curse
would be withdrawn from their home. and
Peter, having nobody to practice his evil