The Glenwood post., 1912-08-10
Usefulness Of
Hypaha


other festivities appropriate to the
occasion, the burning question Of the
hour became what to do with the club
house cat.
"One of you fellows" said the man
who owned the house and incidentally
had owned the cat, "ought to take
care of her. Hypata IL good cat and
fine locker. 1t would be shame to
turn her out into the street with no
home and no friends. Bellamy, she
has always been fond Of you. What's
the matter with your taking her?"
"Mef exclaimed Bellamy. "Me!
Good Lord! My wife hates cats"
"Meow!" interrupted Hypatia, and
rubbed patches of her new summer
garments off on the leg of his trous.
ers. Bellamy softened at that mark OF
confidence.
Never mind. old girl" he said, 81
won't go back on you. Well go UP
to the house together and see what we
can do"
Bellamy carried Hypatia home in
hat box. Mrs. Bellamy viewed the
bundle with suspicion and alarm.
What have you there?" she asked
Just a little surprise" said Bel
lamy lamely.
He raised the lid of the box and
Hypatia, released from her unwonted
confinement, jumped half way across
the room.
"a cat!" she cried. "Why, Harvey
that is q cat. What did you bring heI
here for?"
ITO kill the MICE" said Bellamy.
'Mice?' she echoed. "Why, there
isn't mouse about the place."
There ain't?' said Bellamy ex
citedly. Great Scott. haven't yor
heard 'em? Why, the way they ram
page through the walls every night
playing golf and baseball is enough
to wake the dead. I haven't been able
to sleep for week on account of the
racket That's the reason l got Hy
patia. I want her to kill them on
So Tor one night at least Hypatis
was permitted to enjoy the hospital
ity Of the Bellamys. The next morning
Bellamy took his time at dressing
His wife, being curious concerning the
welfare of her unwelcome guest, pre-
ceded him to the store room where
Hypatia had been quartered for the
night, and cautiously opened the door
AS Hypatia rushed out she looked il
and straightway sounded a ringing
call to arms. Bellamy bolted dowr
the hall from one direction and the
cook from the other
what is the matter?" they asked.
"a mouse!" responded Mrs. Bel
lamy, weakly, and keeled over against
the wall. Bellamy held thearodent al
arms length and flourishedg1t by thu
tip of the tail triumphantly.
What did I tell you?" he said
"Didn't l say the house is talive will
them?"
YES" admitted his wife: TITS funny
never heard them, though. I sup
pose we'll have to keep Hypatia an
other night now.
Immediately after breakfast Mrs
Bellamy summoned the janitor and
pointed to the moribund mouse.
Henry" she said severely, what II
that?"
A look Of CONSERVATION overspread
the big Swede's infantile face.
ga mas" he gasped. "a maas
WHARF you gat heem?"
IF the cultivation of mice in a pri
vate apartment had been the height Of
human ambition Mrs. Bellamy could
have betrayed exultation no more
complete than that which thrilled hel
voice as she replied:
Here. Right here in our own fiat
[ want you to clean out my storeroon
and take up my carpets and rugs and
stop up all the rat holes. The thingr
will eat us alive If we don't get rid OF
them"
Although the bewildered Swede
worked until bedtime tearing up car.
pets and moving furniture, neither
mice nor their means OF egress and in.
gress were discovered Nevertheless
that night Hypatia slew two more OF
her hereditary foes.
81 am going out this afternoon to
look for fiat. l can't stand 1t to be
eaten by MICE" said Mrs. Bellamy.
She really did start, but she had
got no further than her own hall door
WHeH sue neL DOy FWnO wanted To
see Mr.. Bellamy.
, What a: d. do you wanty to SEQ him
"oh. nothin' much,"' was the vague
reply.
Mrs. Bellamy opened the door to
the widest limit.
Little boy" she said, with seduc
tive graciousness. wouldn't you like
dish Of pudding and some fruit?"
yes, ma'am," said the boy.
She entertained him for half an
hour. As result Of the interview sl1e
abandoned her intention of looking fof
another fiat.
Il am glad of that" said Bellamy
that evening when appraised of her
decision. where is Hypada?"
The distilled sweetness of Mrs. Bel.
lamy's voice was positively cloying