Arizona republican., 1911-12-17

and horrible. Sir Maurice was pale
 tiny beads of precipitation stood on his
 brow; they were cold. The Terror was serene.
 They must be crowing--crowing to
 welcome the morning" said Sir Mau- rice faintly.
 He had lately seen "Chantecler :" and the noise confused him. Growing: Cats don't crow," said Lady RyehamptOn.
 Those are the visiting cats" said the Terror firmly, in his clear. young voice.
 ''The visiting cats?' said Lady Rye hampton.
 Yes" said the Terror. We let the cats around about come to the Home so that if ever they're turned out of their own homes they'll know where to come"
 But what are they doing?" said Lady Ryehampton.
 Ut sounds to me as if they were quarreling. They're like that" said tue Terror.
 It did sound as if they were quar- reling. At the door of the Home the din was ear-splitting, excruciating, fiendish. It sounded as if the voices of all the cats in the county were raised in one piercing battle-song.
 The Terror waved to his kinsfolk to stand clear; then he threw open the door. Cats did not come out \ huge ball of cats came out. gyrating swiftly in haze of flying fur. Ten yards from the door 1t dissolved suddenly into its component parts. and some thirty cats tore. yelling, to the four quarters of the heavens.
 After that battle-song the air seemed thick with silence.
 The Terror broke it: he said sadly. "I sometimes think it sets a bad cx- ample to the kittens"
 "Yes; and I don't think they were quarreling quite as badly as some times" said Erebus pensively.
 Sir Maurice turned livid in the grip of some uncomfortable emotion. He walked hurriedly round to the back Of the Home to hide it from human ea-. The grass was white and wet with hoarfroSt. He did not care; be flung himself down. buried his face in a thick tuft, and kicked.
 But the Terror ushered Lady Rye hampton into the Home with an air of modest pride. A little dnzed. she entered on scene of perfect peace. Twenty-three kittens and eight cats sat staring earnestly through the bars of their hutches in q dead stiffness. By kindly provision of Nature they had been able, in the darkness to follow the fortunes of that vociferous fray. Their eyes were very bright.
 Tn two minutes Lady Ryehampton had forgotten the battle-song. She was charmed-lost in admiration of the ar- engagement of the Home. the fatness and healthiness of the kittens. the neat ness and the cleanliness. She gushed enthusiastic appreciation: "To think" she cried. "that you have done this yourself, A boy of thirteen"
 "Erebus did quite as much as I did" said the Terror quickly.
 And Wiggins helped a lot He's a friend of ours." said Erebus.
 Lady Ryehampton's face softened to Erebus-to Erebus, the instructor of parrots.
 Then she said uneasily, But you must be heavily in debt"
 ''In debt:' said the Terror. 'Oh. no; we couldn't be. Mother would hate us to be in debt.''
 "I thought-a Cats Home--Oh. hut am glad I brought my cheque book with me-" cried Lady Ryehampton.
 Sir Maurice was leaning against the door-post, wiping his eyes. Perhaps he was affected by the peaceful scene, perhaps not. When they came out he contrived to fall behind with the Ter TOT. He laid a hand on his shoulder and said, Terror, salute you. I sa- lute genius, whenever I meet it. have never met it before. You have the makings of a millionaire in you"
 The Terror looked at him with guile less eyes: "Yes; I know what you mean" he said. Those visiting cats were little awkward"