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the cat ; though we would give much to see her 

 watching with wise eyes Penelope s unfinished web, 

 or playing with the soft tangled wools in Helen s 

 silver work-basket. And what fitter companion for 

 Nausicaa than a white cat, beautiful, spotless and 

 urbane ? M. Henri Havard argues subtly that the 

 very essence of Greek civilization, as it slowly flow 

 ered to perfection, was fatal to the domestication 

 of the cat. &quot; What place could she fill,&quot; he asks, 

 &quot; amid this restless glory ? What hold could she 

 hope to gain over a people enamoured of art, of 

 language, of eloquence ; over men who were at once 

 actors, athletes and poets ; and who alternating 

 perpetually between physical and mental activity 

 had elevated beauty of form to the height of a great 

 moral principle. This race so admirably endowed, 

 with ambitions ever unsatisfied, modelling, in insa 

 tiable pride, its gods after its own likeness, and for 

 cing Olympos to bear a part in its quarrels ; this 

 superb race was far too arrogant to permit the cat 

 to participate in its apotheosis. Therefore the pru 

 dent animal avoided a society unable to appreciate 

 or to understand her. What she required was a 

 people, gentle, submissive, prompt to obey, and ac 

 customed, as were the Egyptians, to the inexorable 

 demands of tyranny.&quot; 



It is always painful to disagree with M. Havard ; 

 but he forgets that the cat, although she doubtless 



