THIS IS A CAT.

Poverty Bay Standard, Volume IX, Issue 984, 5 October 1881, Page 1 (Supplement)

THIS IS A CAT.

The enclosed cat knocked at our office window a few years ago, and then came in without being introduced. Since then it has never eaten anything nor shown an inclination to become acquainted with the back fence. It is perfectly docile, but is apt to jump when stroked upon the back. Besides thi^ species there are two other kinds of cats —the cat of nine tails aud the cat of nine lives. The cat proper and improper derives his name from the manner in which you address him at night, thus—“ Scat ! ” The cat is a cuss that mews and purrs, be-cuss purr-haps it a-mew-ses him. He is covered with fur, is filled with deceitfulness, and abounds in cheek. I said that on purr-puss. He can place himself outside of a canary in full bloom, and then come and sit by your side and look up in your face with a smile that is “ childlike and bland,” chuck full of penitence and canary. Canary other animal do thij ? His fur is soft and glossy, this is fur I cannot say. It isn’t so soft, however, but what it will break bricks. The cat is a smaller bird than the mule. As a general thing the cat can draw more than any other animal, except a mustard plaster. I have known him to draw three bootjacks, a scuttle of coal, two or three charges out of a gun, two or three swears out of a man, and other articles of bedroom furniture out of a third-storey-window. This can also be said of the average German band. In fact, they are somewhat related, as the discoverer of the fiddle, listening to the music of a cat, cut him open to see where the noise came from, and thus laid the foundation for fiddle strings. Cats and fiddles thus became violinstigators of suicide. They are unfeeline. — Detroit Free Press.