The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1903-10-22
BOB pEEpLES' WHlSTLlNC CAT.
By, ALFRED ). W.
Aa@eaxpB PEBBLES, a long, lank
~ Westerner, was sitting in
* g his Dakota home watching
IL axeat .that was stri1yglipg

gain a privafeend That he had in view.
As the catsfinally opened her eyes she
looked atSBob inquiringly, as if she
would asks What is the matter with
me? I feel queer" The man.. too.
looked inqniringlyat theSbrute, as if he
would says Wei, have You any re-
marks to make? I am listening
The catSwas not. feeling, we'll. She
il was dizzy from Sthe effects of the
g her head ached, and there was a
ocular feeling Of fulneSs in her
throat Se she looked at Bob PEBBLES
and gave vent to her emotion il vocal
noise a 80 = 4,
The animal was somewhat disap-
pointed and more surprised at the re-
suit Of her effort She. had intended to
Express her feelings in a long-drawn
nE which would tend both to main
er established reputation as a
FER and to unsettle and agonize
people Of the neighborhood. In
stead, the sound she made was, pro-
Haeted and peculiar whistle. Her feel
ings were hurt, and she sat up to think
about the matter Had the execrable
lan deprived her Of her gifts as vo-
ista She looked at PEBBLES reproach-
end beseechingly, and then tried
kGe again. Despair seized her;
as tie only result. ~ sE
he cat was made unhappy by
bising exercise of her vocal or
Bob PEBBLES was not As he lis
he'd to the shrili warble he. seemed
Eirly abandoned to bliss He laughed,
The threw his arms wildly in the air, he
got Up and walked the room, laughing
all the time.
"All rightr' he said. THAT'S all
Sighti-~You may not be much of a
DEgster, my beauty, but guess you'll
do. Hereafter you'll necessarily live
on milk, but III live on the fat Of the
land, or Tn. no prophet"
The cat wildly ciawed at her throat
Hpd whistled in response, and, in his
HaDpiness, Bob PEBBLES stopped and
stroked her. .
- 1t did not take long for the people of
Flresteel to learn that Afr. PEBBLES had
a whistling cat. The quadruped her
Aself served as an advertising agent Of
he fact. With her change Of voice
kpe no corresponding change of
NE nature, and naturally she
an inclination to- join in mid
ngts, and did so. At first she
D0me disposition to fall off
lZces or housetops in her surprise at
the sound she emitted when she had
intended to make remark in choicest
cat language, but gradually she ap-
speared to come to the conclusion that
aerhaps was bad cold that allied
Ind she let it go at that. STILL it
6Hceable that she. yet clawed at
neck at>edd times in an unsatisfed
nquiring way.
a the morning after the first feline
concert in which PEBBLES eat Joined,
Tom Bowker met Bill Collins and said
to him: So
@Say, did you hear that queer noise
minglin' in the strains OF the cat or
chestra last night-sort. Of cross be-
tween the croak Of frog and the
sauawk of blue5ayg&sks sEHsi
* ! hesrditS BiIl responded, 'but
besm6re fike acombinations
PIE Ol u CS1uSaAJ al tAC
a locomotive
ef conversation gives fair
lhe attitude Of the populace to-
ard this nightly phenomenon. but as
the people learned that Bob PEBBLES ac-
tually had a whistling cat surprise
merged in quiet and persistent curiosity
and a constant stream Of sightseers
haunted hissdwelling.s, - Z,
But, although Mr. Peebhs' whistling
cat was asrecognfzed popular success
he himself did not appear to be entire
~ satisfied with her efforts. He sat in
he sunshine by his house one day and
watched thescatsass she washed herself
- after the manner of her species AS he:
watched, ne sthonght andSat last his
thoughts were expressed I'M mono
Iogue. 81 &s,s4 g,9..s 2 .ssss
"You do well enough for an anna
teur," he said. addressing the cat, ''but
Xtdon't believe you'd be worth whoop
as a professional. Now, il yon could
whistle some notes-not necessarily a
= tune, butt enough notes to make a
bin' variety"
I6b PEBBLES stopped talking. After
"a moment of reflection he arose, went
over to. the cat, and, on his index
finger, took some measurements Of her
throat.
81 b'lieYe," he said, shat by using
"a longer tnbe could get room for bout
three or four notes."
Then he took the eat upon his arm,
of
his brow Wentinto the house. 80 = z-.-
Three DAYS Later q wave OF excite
ment overran Firesteel at a report
brought in by Sile Stewart.
"a mob Of cats" he said,S started up
concert outside OF my window last:
night, am was preparin' to applaud
them with a stevehook when noticed
some peculiar sounds. an there stood
that cat of Bob PEBBLES, an, b'gosh,
gents, you kin b'lieve me er not, the
blame critter was whistlin' a tune. Yes,
sir; twas short, but twas tune. I
didn't exactly remember the name Of
the tune, but twas one all right"
Thereupon all Firesteel adjourned to
4 Bob PEBBLES house to satisfy itself and
was convinced.
- At this juncture of affairs Mr.. Pee
bles became unwontedly energetic.
First of all he constructed house-like
structure on his wagon. Then, turning
artist, he painted on its sides in great,
struggling letters:
THE CELEBRATED CAT
PHENOMENON.
1T ACTUALLY WHISTLES.
The Remarkable and Only =
Ia1i., Not