The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1907-07-02

Matte, who was just planting bulb.
He precipitated her into the middle of
the tulip bed. Then he dashed on in
pursuit of the cat, now comfortably in
trenched up an apple tree.
Hank sprang to Mates rescue, but
before he could leap the fence she had
scrambled to her feet and was facing
him, her face white with anger save
for the red spots that glowed ON either
cheek
you set the dog on me-" she de
clared, with a stamp of her foot. Il
never thought that you could be So
so'-
81 didn't" defended Hank before she
could find an adjective commensurate
with the offense
"You did" she contradicted Il heard
you. You said, Get her, Cap and then
he7-
Nothing of the sort" protested
Hank holly "Old Miss Marsden's ia
miliar spirit came over into my yard
Cap wanted a run, and told him to
get after her. She ran into your yard
and there she is now up tree, just
like her mistress should be-"
Caps canine entreaties to the cat to
come down and be annihilated were
too vociferous to be overlooked Matte
took a fresh tack.
anyhow" she shifted, you We're
cruel to dumb animals. That's bad
enough"
'She's not dumb animal" insisted
Hank. "She's demon in a cats skin
/ think she puts her mistress up to al
these tricks
"What tricks?7 demanded Matte true
ulently.
"These women's rights things and all
that. l heard her telling you the other
night that it was traitorous to the
cause to stand my bullying. l heard
her. wasn't bullying. was telling
you for your own good that Jim Sears
was not fit person for you to know"
"And because you think that she in
fiuenced me you are taking it out on a
poor little kittenf'
"Kittenr' he scoffed. "She's no more
kitten than is Miss Marsden."
1--WE shall all be old some day." she
reprONeQ. IL Is NOT MISS IlllAu9 :
FAULT
'It's her fault that she's meddle-
some old maid" he persisted. It's her
| fault that she keeps a cat that is a
thorn in the flesh of all her neighbors."
Il love her." announced Matte just to
be contrary Hank whistled, and Cap
came to his side, carefully picking out
the walks in his approach.
"a love of cats is the second stage Of
spinsterhood," he said stiffiy. ~
that's the way you are getting to feel ]
guess Cap and l had better be going
| home"
"You are perfectly hateful this morn.
Ing" she pouted.
THAT statement is beginning to lock
! frayed on the edges" he reminded. "It
is what you said last night, also day
before yesterday"
| well, you are" she repeated Here
| was enjoying the nee morning, anc
| you race your dog after cat and spoil
my flower beds. Then because l am
\ naturally annoyed you tell me that
| am confirmed OlQ lHAlQ.
"Only a second degree old maid," he
reminded. 1.-The third degree is cork.
screw curls and pointed chin. There
Is still hope for you"
81 am grateful that you concede any
| thing" she said stiffly.
Il am nothing If not honest" he re-
torted
Not always" she insisted what
you said about Jim Sears, for in
stance"
"He was arrested last night for run
ming dog fight last week. That was
my kick. | knew about it when
spoke. Both dogs were killed."
Perhaps you were right" she shud-
dered. Il didn't care about Jim Sears,
but l did not like your dictatorial man.
ner"
Thanks to Miss Marsden," he con-
tended. IN bet she told you that If
YOU gave in before marriage you would
encourage tyrant husband"
who told your" she asked quickly
mo one. l just know how she talks.
She knows everything about husbands
except how to get one"
1T wasn't that l am guided by her,
declared Matte, with toss of her head
But l think she was right. Anyhow.
you had no right to take it out on the
cat"
But she kills my chickens"
Susan? Impossibler'
"Impossible?" he echoed. "Why. she
is the worst The sentence was bro
ken short, for with a growl Cap start
ed for the fence, just in time to collar
Susan, who was trying to slip through.
There was scurry, howl and the cat
lay dead on the grass.
With cry of anger Matte sprang
forward, Hank following more slowly.
1t was not like Susan to get caught in
this fashion. Usually she could beat
the ponderous Newfoundland. Then
Matte, who had been STOPPING over the
cat, Strengthened up and patted Caps
head.
Good old dog" she praised. mice
old fellow"
What is itY' cried Hank bewildered
by the sudden change. She held out q
little ball of yellow
II was cleaning Dicl1y's cage" she
explained, land left him out on the
porch. That horrid brute knocked over
the cage and killed him."
$50 that's why she couldn't make her
get away" he murmured. 81 knew
she was too fast for Cap"
"Pll call the bird Cap" she promised
"And there won't be any horrid cat to
kill him."
He glanced at the solitaire restored
to her finger
And If Miss Marsden &erferes
we'll set Cap on her." he promised.
Come, Cap. Good old boy"
Good old Cap" echoed Matte as she
kissed the precious ring.