Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-12-23
Kitty's Christmas Prank.
BY MINERVA SPENCER HAyDy.

From the moment that Kitty knew any
thing. Kitty knew he was beauty His
mother and father were Angoras and when
their first baby came they did not need any
person to ten them that the new arrival
was a thing to delight the eyes of all be-
holders They knew 1t, and as the days
went on their opinion on this subject was
greatly strengthened.
The house where Kitty-or as he was after
ward named, Blizzard-was born, was a
handsome one and all the visitors were
people o wealth and fashion. Blizzard also
knew 5. Perhaps his worldly-wise
mother d father had told him this when
they gresg tired Of telling him that he was
the most beautiful kitten In the world
Both these pieces Of information were not
good for a young cat TO know, for they
made him very naughty and supereilious.
Blizzard knew what this word meant. for
he heard the butler tell the llousemaid that
of ''all the supercilious kittens he ever
saw, that Nangora was the worst" The
housemaid had not been in this country
very long and showed by her expression
that she did not in the least understand
what supercllious meant. Blizzard did not
either, but his mother who had once been
in retreat for cats and associated with
some common feines told him that super
cilious was stack-up with a college educa-
ton.
BE that as 1t may. when Blizzard was
two months old he was the most Il-manner-
ed, spoiled, annoying kitten in the world.
His foolish mother had told him that one
as handsome as he did not require any
manners. All any one would want of you,
baby mine, she would say, Is just to gaze
upon your beautiful coat and feel your silky
fur.
This was where the mother was wrong
Her teaching might have been all right had
Blizzard remained all his life in the house
where he had been born, but he did not
One day, when he was three months old, a
telegram came to the house from the mas
ter. 1t read Send the Angora kitten to
Miss Ellen Dale, 9th avenue, New York
Send few days before Christmas" Tele-
grams always stir up a lot of excitement
and this one was no exception.
d There was much huStling and busting
everywhere apparent. The telephone bell
rang repeatedly, but none of the Angora
family knew it concerned them until the
butler came in with a. box and deliberately
put the kitten into it and securely nailed
down the lid The mother cat cried aloud
and it was all the father eat could do to
comfort her. As Blizzard was carried down
stairs the last thing he heard was his
father saying, MY dear, we cannot keep
the babies always. For my part l think II
is a good thing for our son. for even you
must admit that he is very spoiled and
troublesome"
What followed for the next twenty-four
hours Is too confusing to relate. There was
much rafting over rough streets. much
Jolting over tracks; much shrieking of en-
vines; much dumping against boxes. This,
he first journey of Blizzard. can best be
described as hideeus nightmare. At last
1T was over. The box was carried into
warm, softly lighted room A child.s voice
was heard exclaiming, For me! Why, l
wonder what 1t can be- A tiny new soon
told her what was in the box, and In few
minutes the kitten was released from its
prison and was tightly Struggled in the
arms of little girl. A saucer of milk