The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1913-07-26
MOST COMPETENT CAT
BY ALEX SAYRE.

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cat. The cat merely blinked, yawned.
arose and stretched Itself In an In
sultingly careless manner. then gazed
out of the window, oblivious OF
Denkins.
"If It is true that care killed cat"
muttered Denkins. then I say bully
for care!"
BY nature Denkins was not at all
blood.thirsty. He loved his fellow
men and had been known to buy
candy for babies, but he hated that
cat. 1t was in the first place, a tramp
cat, the sort one would be ashamed
to claim as a member Of ones family.
No amount Of cream and chops ever
could have made It look like anything
else than mongrel. The family had
intimated In every possible way to
the cat that Its presence was undesir-
able, but the animal remained OBJ
livious to all hints. Denkins was ap-
palled to realize the force Of its
sheer persistency.
"why. II l had one-tenth the per.
sistency Of that cat" he told callers
one evening. 81 should now be push.
ing Pierpont Morgan of the map or
should be president Of the United
States. That cat has simply made
up its mind to camp here and nothing
can prevent 1t. II we lock 1t outdoors
It claws open basement window and
II we lock the basement windows II
ascends the woodbine trellis and sits
on the bedroom window ledge and
yowls or else raises the screens and
comes In triumphantly. 1t approves
Of the butcher and grocer with whom
we trade and nothing else matters.
1t Is truly an awful thing to be adopt.
ed by cat!"
When the Denkins family decided
to be away for some weeks, Mrs.
Denkins announced that the cat must
be killed. She said II was not human
to go away and leave 1t to starve
to death, as 1t surely would, II neg.
lected.
"Starve!" echoed Denkins, scorn-
fully. "Why. that cat, dropped on a
desert island composed entirely Of
lava rock and coral reefs and dyna-
mite, would root out a living for It.
self"
Il don't care" persisted his wife.
Il wouldn't enjoy a minute of my
vacation for thinking about the poor
thing back here starving helplessly.
You've got to put 1t out of its misery!"
Very WE'LL" agreed Denkins And
that'll put me out of mine. I will
chloroform it,
The next time Denkins had a few
moments to spare he assembled the
wash boiler, sponge and bottle OF
chloroform and hypocritically called:
Kitty. Bitty! Nice kitty Then
when the animal was trustingly with
ir his grasp he deposited it in the
boiler with the deadly sponge To his
surprise the cat did not stay there,
but came out as he withdrew his arm.
He barely caught the escaping ami.
NAL by the hind paw. 1t scratched
wildly.
"Here!" said Denkins severely.
You go back in there and stay!"
Then Denkins learned something.
The cover to a wash boiler Is an in
flexible object and raising 1t enough
to get his arm out meant raising all
one side of 1t. That afforded room
for six cats to slip out If necessary.
he let his arm hang inside as he
meditated upon the situation and the
cat scuffled about Indignantly. Final.
" 1t planted its claws in Denkins'
bare wrist. Denkins yelled and jerked
out his arm. The cat came, too, and
made a gray streak through the at.
mosphere.
For two weeks after that whenever
Denkins appeared the cat at once
arose and with obvious dislike left
the room. The speed with which It
left depended in some degrees upon
the speed with which Denkins pur.
sued. Usually the chase ended In the
cats leaping to the top of the furnace,
where II was out of reach. There
its green eyes shone maliciously as II
would sit and wave its tail and taunt
Denkins silently.
He could think of nothing else ex.
cept killing that cat. So when he
walked into the living room and found
tlt tdl UP III u YAH dSletp III
the very last chair he gasped with
the suddenness of the thought that
came to him.
KITTY" he said, ut strikes me that
you would Just about fit into a pail.
I'll see."
Tiptoeing to the kitchen, he got a
pail and the sponge and chloroform
and with the sponge inside the pail
he clapped II down over the cat and
sat upon It. It was not pleasant
performance, but Denkins was des.
perate man. Finally he arose and re-
moving the pail, surveyed his work.
Aha" said Denkins, with much
satisfaction. He removed the remains
to the back yard, deposited them In
box, dug hole and hastily buried
the cat Then in celebration OF his
victory he took Mrs Denkins to the
theater.
Scarcely had they retired that night
when Mrs. Denkins shrieked: Look"
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