The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1913-12-16
Married Life
the Third Year
BY MABEL HERBERT URNER.

But do you think she'll get enough
air that way?" asked Helen anxiously,
as she fastened down the perforated
lid of the band box in which Pussy
Purmew had been protestingly placed.
Sure ma'am, but ! can make 'em
larger il you want" and Della thrust
the scissors into one Of the holes.
"Oh, d0n't-dOn't, You might strike
her. Wait, I'll do that" taking the
scissors from her "Now, I've made it
too large" as the little pink nose APP
peared at the hole. "Oh, | do wish she
wouldn't cry So when with piteous
NEW the pink nose appeared 1t anoth-
er hole.
She'll be all right, ma'am," reas-
sured Della, slipping the shawl strap
trund the box and fastening it secure
ly.
A few moments later Helen, carry
ing the bandbox with much care, was
on her way to the exhibition hall,
where the cat show opened that day.
1t was due to Mrs. Stevens's plead
ing that Pussy Permew was to be ex-
hibitcd. She was one Of the officers OF
a prominent cat club, and she insisted
every time she called on Helen, that
the kitten was a rarely fine silver Per
sian and should be shown.
Helen had protested that she knew
nothing of exhibiting kittens. But
Mrs Stevens had promised to make
all the arrangements, enter her, pre-
pare the cage, everything--if only Hell
en- would allow her to be exhibited.
AFRAID FOR THE CAT.
Mrs. Stevens was also to send after
her But this morning when the mes
senger boy came Helen was afraid to
trust the kitten in his care and decid-
ed to take it herself,
Put it was an embarrassing trip
Everybody in the car stared at her
curiously when from the bandbox
came the sound Of eager scratchings
and plaintiye news"
When she reached the hall, Helen
was beWildered by the long row Of
CAGES and the general confusion Of the
place. cats We're being taken out of
baskets and boxes, cages were being
lined and decorated, and attendants
were hurrying bac kand forth with lit
tie wooden dishes of chopped meat and
tins Of water to be fastened inside
the cages.
An official looking woman with a
hand full Of papers came rustling by.
Helen stopped her with a timid:
can you tell me where I'll find cage
s04?"
"Third aislc-turn to your left"
1872 read the number on the cage
at the end o fthe third aisle. 81, 80,
309-Helen followed down to 304, the
number on her entry ticket, Mrs. Ste
vens had the cage attractively lined
with red velvet While blotting paper
was on the bottom and little red vel
vet cushion in one corner.
With some difficulty Helen got Pus-
sy Per-mew into the cage. She was
thoroughly frightened, and huddled
back in the corner with eyes dark
with fear and big as saucers. Helen
tried to stroke and reassure her, but
for once she was obliviOus to petting.
ooh, it'll get over that" said a wom-
an, who was lacking up some blue vel
vet in a nearby case My baby was
Just as frightened when | first eXhib-
tied her. But she's been in over TWEEN
tv shows now and she's grown to love
them"
ALL KINDS.
And then she went on to dwell on
the merits and many blue ribbons and
prizes of her cat. Later Helen strolled
around among the cages. There were
long-haired short-haired, silver, blue
white, black, orange, coon. Siamese
ManX and many other kinds of cats. A
few, on exhibition for the first time