The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1905-07-19
Prince and Kit.


tress that he was to have little sister
he did not like it and turned up his
nose more than a good little pug dog
should. Il never did like cats" he said
to himself, and ran off to bark at a big
black one on the fence Then he slowly
came back and shifted at the soft little
ball of maltese fur that lay on the
doorstep.
Prince was like many little boys and
girls. He had been spoiled. When his
first master brought him to his present
home he was so thin that you could see
his ribs through his skin, and there
was an ugly bare spot where woman
had thrown hot water on him and 1t
had taken his hair off. His paws were
sore, and no wonder, for he had walked
and trotted beside his masters wagon
two thousand miles, as far as half way
across the great Atlantic ocean, For
whole days he had to live at times on
few scraps of bread, and had to lap
up water from some ditch by the road
side. Many day as he trotted along
the dusty road his tongue was so dry
| that it hung out of his mouth.
But his new mistress liked dogs, and
| Prince had nice bits Of beef to eat and
milk to drink and bread with butter
and sugar on it, for his dessert. He
| had a little red blanket to sleep on,
| and lay on this in his mistress's bed
room on cold nights when other dogs
had to shiver on piles of straw in
| sheds or out of doors. Soon he grew
smooth and fat. The hair came over
the ugly patch on his skin and he
looked like the high-born pug that he
was.
| Prince was a good dog. He only ran
away once or twice, and when his mis-
tress told him how wrong it was, he
put his paws on her lap and asked her
pardon Then she told him about the
wicked men who caug.- tile dogs who
ran away, and put them in wire
cage in big wagon and took them to
a place where they were all drowned.
After that Prince might go to the front
| door and look out, but he would not
go into the streets alone.
When Kit came to be his little sister,
! Prince thought that she would eat his
nice things, and that made him snif
at her and then run off with his bones
| and bury them. After little while he
| saw that Marie, the maid, gave him
| lust as much as ever for his dinner
and that he had as many goodies as
before Kit came. Then he let her lie
down on the edge of his blanket and
did not growl when she crawled up to
where he was eating. He felt he had
been selfish, so when Marie asked them
both to come and eat one day, Prince
let Kit stay beside him, and even in
vited her to jump up on her hind legs
and brace against him, so that she
would have as good chance as he at
the goodies in Marie's hand.
Another time he very politely waited
and gave Kit the first chance while he
stood off and watched her jump for the
tidbits.
Good dogs, like good boys and girls,
always get their reward. Did you ever
let a cat lick you with her tongue? 1t
| Is rough and feels like brush. Well,
dogs like to be brushed and rubbed.
Kit must have known this, for when
evening came and the two stopped
playing, she would lie down beside
him. and lick his face and back and
paws Just as an old cat washes her
kittens.
Prince was part bulldog and was
fond of holding on. He would set his
teeth in piece of wood and you could
drag him all around before he would
let go. But it was all in play. He
never bit anybody, no matter how
much he was teased. Prince and Kit
are both growing old now, and do not
play as much as they did, but they are
as happy together as if they were real
brother and sister, and show how
nicely a well-bred dog and cat can get
on with each other. - New YORK
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