Staunton spectator and vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1896-1916, 1909-11-12
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VogepS shoulder turned green. He did
not aump-he literally hurled himself
upon the trespasser. and Immediately
there was under way the most savage
fight Mr.. Vogel had ever witnessed.
Mrs. Vogel screamed and would have
separated them with the lath but Mr.
Vogel, whose sporting blood was up,
held her arm.
"Himmel!-he'sa vunder;" whooped
Mr.. Vogel, dancing about the writing
ball of fur. As it bounded and thumped
from one end of the back yard to the
other, an occasional glimpse could be
caught of green eyes, needle-like teeth,
and extended claws. There was no
sparring for time, and no intermission
it was fight to finish. Mingled
with the catamount-like screams of
the cats as they clawed and tore at
each other, tooth and nail, was Mr..
Vogeps excited voice coaching the
black cat
"Now, den! Eat I'm alive, Dots
the stuff! Out NIT his eye! At him
again! Goot! Goot! Chump him!"
Patches of tortoise-shell fur began
to float in the air and decorate the
shrubs. Finally the visiting cat tore
loose, leaving what seemed to be a
portion of one ear in the black cats
mouth. The victor chased him over
the fence and out of sight, only to re-
turn shortly, breathing heavily, but
otherwise quite calm.
He would be goot for MICE" said
Mr.. Vogel. as he looked at the con-
quering Thomas reflectively.
Grand" replied Mrs. Vogel, rs she
stopped over the crushed rosebush to
conceal smile.
By the time Mrs. Vogel put linen
busters on the parlor furniture and
| made other preparations to close the
house for the summer, the cat was
sleeping regularly on Mr.. Vogel's
heaving chest when he took his after
dinner nap.
Il don'd like him personally, but
he's 80 goot for MICE" Mr.. Vogel ex-
! planned to wondering visitors who
knew of his antipathy.
Finally the question arose as to
what should be done with him during
the summer.
Il will not leaf him to run the streets
and starve," declared Mrs. Vogel
"And nopody wants cats in summer"
Mr.. vogel reflected and then said
judicially:
"Ssnd for the man from the Society
for the Prevention Of Cruelty to AMI
mails. He will take him away and XIII
him easy-m1t chloroform."
Mrs. Vogel shuddered and declared
it would be murder; but, as one
friend after another declined the
honor of entertaining the Vogels
Thomas, the society seemed the only
alternative, so, at last, Mrs. Voge
blotted a postal card with tears and
sent it to the society.
Mr.. vogel was reposing on the sofa
the cat purring loudly on his bosom
and occasionally reaching up a sof
and playful paw to slap Mr.. VogePs
double chin, when closed black wa
gon stopped at the door. The electric
bell trilled loudly, and Mrs Vogel ad
mitted a burly colored man with s
covered basket.
Seats" he asked, in a business-likt
voice.
Mrs. vogel burst into tears ant
i pointed to MI. Vogel on the couch.
"Cats," repeated the colored man
, reaching for the cat on MI. Vogel''
| chest.
The cat seemed instinctively tt
know it's danger. His pupils dilated
! his tail swelled, and he sprang to MI
Vogers shoulder for protection.
, ooh, fadder!" cried Josephine Vogel
| and her voice shook. "He vas fin
, cat-and such fighter"
"But we hat no blaze for him." salt
, Mr.. Vogel stubbornly. "He will di'
, easy-mit chloroform."
The man reached again for the cat
and it struck and spit at him. Thel
; the society's agent raised his hand t.
slap him into submission. The ca
, shrank from the blow, and, putting
one soft paw on Mr.. Vogeps doubl
, chin, chung desperately to his shoulde
, with the other.
81 dast you to strike this cat!
shouted Mr.. Vogel furiously, and b
, covered it protectingly with his hand
: "You lay your finger on this cat ofe
, nv dead pody-Chosaphine!" he cor
, tinued. to that person, who was weer
, ing audibly, "I will git you $40 to loo
, after this cat this summer"
"But hotels will nod take cats" wep
= Josephine.
, "Den. py chimney" roared MI
: yogel. 81 will keep this cat if hat t
/, huild a cat hotel. l am made ashame
To dink l raised wife and childre
, vot would gif cat like this to tn
= cruelty.-Dot's the door, you cat THE
and you go before l do Something's 70
vich you will be sorry!"