The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-12-17


and then fastened them tc his yoke
Sandy was on broad grin. well,
! of all the cart Observation-Disclosures ways"
he began and then stopped, as he did
not wish to wound the h-bOy's
/ feelings.
Jump in" Sandy obeyed. The
wagon was suspended from springs
and the motion was much the same
as if you were riding in a return ball.
The lath-boy chirruped to his horse
and the animal started and pushed
them along at lively gait
Sandy laughed for joy. It's Ike.
going up in balloon and coasting a
the same time" said he. You know,
on earth we harness tne horse in front
, of the wagon
The lath-boy locked incredulous.
In front? Why, how can you tell
where you're going, and doesn't the
horse kick up mud and dust in your
face and shed his hairs on you?"
why, yes" said Sandy.
Then why do you do it?'
Because cur fathers have done It
for hundreds of years" said Sandy,
with a grin. and his answer sufiieed
the lath-boy. They had been riding for
| some minutes when the latter ut
tered cry of terror.
What's the natter" asked Sandy.
who had heard nothing more dreadful
than the miaowing of several cats.
The cat-pack. They are pursuing
Us. Sandy looked over his shoulder
and saw six or seven rather furry
locking cats running after them, and
as he was exceedingly fond of cats.
he was glad to see them, but the lath-i
boy said. as he urged the horse along,
why, cats are the moss terrible AMI
mails that We have. They destroy the
rats, but mat isn't the worse thing
10 rrrrx- ch nj if
ever caught US they would tear us 10
pieces
1t was now Sandy's turn to be in
credulous. However, the speed OF the
horse was 50 great that ~ last the
miaowing of the terrible cats grew
faint in the distance and the lath-boy
brezthed easier.
''Ycu spoke OF their doasroving the
rats said sandy. Don't you want
Inc dirt-- creatures killed."
XIII q rat?'' said the lath-boy
WY. they are pets. We teach them
10 run after cheese balls. and not eat
them until we give the word, and they
also rid the house Of troub- esome
nice
why. rats are as bad as mice, ana
both of them are awful Des,s. !
Mamma ss.,s''-but here the lath-boy
yawned. h. was evidently not inter-
e1-ed in the doings Of the Garth. |
Sandy thought that he was not nearly i
as pleasant as the Green Boy OF Har- I
rah. and he began to think about re-
turning.
The horse had dropped into a gentle /
trot, and, Sandy's quick ear heard the I
niaCwing of the cats again. They had /
evidently rot given up the chase, and |
Sandy was glad OF it. He had five I
eats at hc.ne. and could do about as he |
ised WITH them. and he wasn't afraid |
( any eat that ever purred. But the I
error CT the lath-hoy when he heard |
.ho sound was awful TO see.
"Ch, Wen be scratched to death,
said he.
Sandy laughed. Did you ever hear |
of anybody being scratched to death (
by one of these cats?'
Why. of course not said the iath- !
boy. with a shuddder. No one ever 1
gave them a chance TO do it. We al /
ways get away from them, but if they
did catch US it would be horrible
'-Oh. rats" said Sandy, forgetting I
his manners. Those cats are hungry
for petting. and they are following us
SO We'll stroke them I'm going 10 get +
out and play with them"
If you will try 10 imagine yourself
being pursued by wolves in Russia, (
and then imagine your companion T
suggesting that ne get out and play
with the dear creatures, YOU will gee
some idea of the way the lath-boy felt.
But before ne could say anything
Sandy had leaped from the wagon
They were on a yellow plain. Not
a tree was in sight or, rather. out of
sight. for miles around. He faced the
cats and said: Here. puss, here puss,
puss, puss. PISS And as he had ex-
pected the cats came running to him
and allowed him 10 scratch them in