KITTY-WEE'S MESALLIANCES 



all the more cherished. And really, even if he lacks his 

 mother's supreme distinction, we cannot but feel proud of 

 him. Waggish, gentle, humorous creature that he is, he 

 will hang round the neck of 

 Adam, the gardener, like a boa, 

 for a whole morning together / 

 or stalk the dogs from tree to 

 tree, pounce on them at unex- 

 pected moments to deliver a 

 swinging friendly slap on 

 Susan's fat back, or to waltz 

 with Arabella, or to inveigle 

 Loki, with odd freakish sidelong 

 gambols, into a mysterious 

 game of his own, which, as 

 our little Chinaman has some- 

 thing of the cat in him, he 

 seems to understand. 

 We are very glad that Adam 

 had Bunny to console him, for 

 Kitty- Wee's offspring has an 

 odd resemblance in size and appearance to Ceesar, the 

 late Garden Cat, much beloved, who alas ! went the 

 way of all fur <with a melancholy little assistance from 

 the chemist) shortly before Bunny's appearance in this 

 plane. 



" Oh, Miss," said Mrs. Adam, on the Sunday that 

 followed that Socratic tragedy, " last night was the most 

 dreadful night we ever spent! It was the first time for 

 thirteen years we hadn't had a cat in the house! Oh! 

 Miss, I thought Daddy would have broken his heart. He 



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