South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-06-06

I'D have gone this afternoon" MUIR
INJURED Helen disappointedly. If
hadn't thought you'd go with me to-
night"
Well. I'm tired" grumbled War
ren. and it's too blamed cold to 90
out for any cat show"
But dear. they must have them
! judged by this time. on. I'm so
anxious 10 know IL she's taken a blue
ribbon"
Well. can tell you right now
she hasn't"
But she did last year." Indignantly.
LAST year she was only a kitten in
\ the novice class. Now she's in the
open class against lot OF regular old
show cats-an entirely different thing"
Well she stands as good a chance
as any Of them" stOutly. "They said
her mother, Fluff OF Althea, used to
/ win over everything"
Warren picked up the evening
paper Ought 20 be something in
here about that show"
mo, 1 lOoked-there isn't a thing.
! suppose the morning papers will
have IT,"
What's this Lady Sonia is Cham
pion Of Show. Judges Decision in
Many Glasses Causes Dissatisfaction. ="
"Oh, | didn't see that" as Helen
leaned over his shoulder and breath
lessly looked through the list Of prize
winners for Pussy Purr-Mew's name
but it was not there.
An Odd Decision.
Told you she didn't stand any
chance against those old regulars
Listen here. What'd you make OF
this? r. L. Mason, the Canadian
Judge, caused much discussion by de-
Gliding that "Tabby cats do not have to
be Tabby marked 10 win in TabbyI
classes Ha. ha. that's RICH 'Tabby
cats do not have TO be tabby marked
TO win in Tabby classes.
What does it mean ?" asked Helen.
wOaderingly.
Don't be so literal" chuckled War
rem. Doesn't have TO mean anything
If II sounds like that. 'Tabby cats do
not have to be Tabby marked TO win
in Tabby classes JOve that's as good
rs a nursery rhyme"
Heien's smile was a reluctant one.
for she was looking over the list of
winners as though still hoping to find
Pussy Pu~rMew there.
The distribution of prizes result
ed in much dissatisfaction read
Warren There was general diSsen-
sion from the judges awards | say.
that might be good fun-lot of old
women fussing over their cats. Get
your things on-let's 60"
Helen wanted 10 protest that they
were not old women, and that they
did not fuss, but instead she hurried
in TO get on her wraps before he
changed his mind.
When they reached Madison Square
Garden. Helen's exhibitors ticket took
them in the Fourth av. entrance. and
the full sweep Of the Poultry show
which filed the great arena, was be-
fore them.
tb0usaDd roOstars oil crov-in o
at once. The whole place was a mass
Of cages. inside Of which prize win
ming fowls scratched as COntentedly as
in their barn yards at home.
Warren. like most city men, had |
covert interest in chickens. founded on !
the firm belief that il he ever had the
time he could start chicken farm |
and produce more eggs and make more
money than anyone now in business. |
Warren is Amused.
Here" pausing before a cage in |
which a huge speckled rooster with |
comb like raw meat was regarding |
him impersonally plymouth Rock |
that's the breed TO stock with. Fine
for marketing. Steady layers.
These are good birds. too" as he
passed on 70 the next cage, in which
portly white hen was scratching |
some crushed grain with statd dignity. |
White OrpingtOns-they're mighty
good layers"
Since only the lot number marked
the cages. Helen was OF course much |
impressed with this display of knowl
edge But she was anxious to get TO
Pussy Purr- New. The Cat show held
for her more allurements than the
Poultry show, even though Warren
seemed quite willing TO still further
enIighten her as 10 the merits Of the
various breeds.
They were making their way
through the crowded aisle between the
cages. when Warren suddenly threw
back his head and roared.
''Ha, ha! They've changed 'em
about this year! oh, 1 say. this is
rich"
Changed what about?"
He waved his cane toward two
large black -lettered signs at the end
of the Garden: BIRDS in the concert
Hall" Cats in the restaurant"
Helen remembered the sign, Cats
in the concert hail." which last year
Warren had so mercilessly ridiculed.
wouldn't have missed this for a
farm" he chuckled. Say, you won't
have any trouble getting me here next
year Where do you suppose they'll
have the cats then"
The large restaurant was roughly
partitioned off, one side crowded with
white clothed tables and the other
with rows of cat cages.
Wins Second Prize.
Unheeding Warren's soothing re-
marks. Helen hurriedly led the way
10 Pussy Purr-Mew. On the front OF
her cage CLEANED a bright red ribbon,
lettered Second Prize, Open Glass
AT least she did get second prize,
q declared Helen proudly.
That's So" admitted Warren.
That's not so bad"
Pussy Purr- New. who had been
curled up on her cushion now recog-
nized Helen. and rubbed against the