The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-07-24

be disturbed by cats! Why their
noise is more destructive to inspiration
more trying to the nerves than the
changing of a hundred troIly cars. No,
the comparison won't do. There is a
certain fascination, a strange, Wild
stirring harmony in the diapason of
the city's hum, and in the Singing of
the rushing trolleys. Whereas, cats
He ceased, with a gesture, indicating
that words failed him in which to ex-
press his opinion of the offending fe-
lines. .r
Mrs. Loveson Anita, who, while maxi
ing pretense of working at some en-
brOidery, had been rocking herself in
contented Incidence and watching the
changing expression on her husband
handsome face as he WreStIed with the
muse, laughed the little ripping laugh
that was one of her many charms, and
that from the very first time he had
heard it had always been the, sweetest
music to his ears.
We'll, it can't be helped she said.
Let Hercules himself do what he may,
the cat will new"
There are such things as guns. and
airguns at that. By Jove, a happy
thought! I'll get one. They, say you
can kill cat with an airgun at don't
know how many yards
"Fie!" you wouldn't hurt poor, harm
less, necessary pussy! Besides you for
get, dear, that a cat has nine lives"
"Oh, no, 1 won't do thing to poor
pussy Did you ever hear anything
like it in your 1ife?"
"Loveson Ahata put his fingers in his
ears and gazed desperately around for
a missile.
and then" continued his wife, eff
you were to shoot cat you would be
filled with remorse and haunted by a
ghostly tabby for the rest of your days.
Didn't see you release struggling fly
from that sticky paper Nora keeps in
the kitchen?
They are no good, anyway" persist
ed the poet, with growing wrath. 'They
ought as public nuisance to be ex-
terminated.''
'"They catch mice"
mot as well as a mousetrap. And
they are cruel and treacherous. They
don't kill their prey right off. as other
and self-respecting animals do, but
needs must make sport of it and sub
Ject 1T to the refinement Of torture. And
they are that deceitful and capricious
you never know how to take them
just like women. Somebody says some
where that if cat has nine lives a
woman has nine cats lives"
"Ohi"
THAT is, of course, other women. You
are not like other women"
What do you know about other wo-
men, pray?" demanded Mrs. Loveson
Anita, with suspicion of aspersity and
flushing slightly.
Nothing, of course, from personal
experience, my dear. But they, have
the reputation. It's well-known fact"
"Oh is it. indeed"
Eyes, and as 1 was saying" went on
the poet evasively, they are no good.
they are utterly worthless they are
fit for nothing on earth-the cats, I
mean"
well, manufacturers make muffs
and boas and all kinds. of things with
the SKINS
DO they? Then I'm glad to know
the brutes serve some useful purpose
when they are dead. Now, dog"
Never mind about dogs. We are
talking about cats, and my purpose is
to prove that they are good for some
thing" y
Eyes, I've heard of it raining cats and
dogs"
I'm some parts of France they eat
cats!"
"Peuh!"
you needn't look ineredulous-they
do. They, call them 'gibier de la rue
street game-and in a stew you would
not know the difference between a cat
and a rabbit
you have tasted it?"
"On, no." denied Mrs. Loveson Alta,
hastily. "At least not to my knowl-
edge; but I've read about it."
They they are principally useful as
dainty to tickle the palates of some
French epicures, I take it. / can't i'm
agine any more ways than those you
have enumerated in which they can
render service to mankind"