THE CAT: 



" How do I know? " said the Dog. " I eat my 

 breakfast, and am content. Let me alone ! " 



" Do you never think, O Dog without a soul ! 

 Do you never wonder what dogs are, and what this 

 world is? " 



The Dog stretched himself, and rolled his eyes 

 lazily around the room. " I conceive," he said, 

 " that the world is for dogs, and that men and 

 women are put into it to take care of dogs ; women 

 to take care of little dogs like me, and men for the 

 big dogs like those in the yard. And cats," he con- 

 tinued, " are to know their place, and not be 

 troublesome." 



" There may be truth in what you say," said the 

 Cat calmly ; " but I think your view is limited. If 

 you listened, as I do, you would hear men say the 

 world was made for them." 



The Cat's Pilgrimage 



James Anthony Froude. 



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