The Slum Cat 
between them came near ending her career. It 
was so very like home; but she had no idea 
of staying there. She was driven by the old 
craving, and next evening set out as before. 
She had seen the one-eyed Thunder-rollers all 
day going by, and was getting used to them, 
so travelled steadily all that night. The next ¥ 
day was spent in a barn where she caught a ee Diwan’ PrP 
Mouse, and the next night was like the last, 
except that a Dog she encountered drove PX) y) 
her backward on her trail for a long way. » 
Several times she was misled by angling roads, 
and wandered far astray, but in time she wan- 
dered back again to her general southward ‘ at vy \ 
course. The days were passed in skulking 
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under barns and hiding from Dogs and small ae 
boys, and the nights in limping along the track, 4. = “ 
for she was getting foot-sore; but on she went, BaeNy 
mile after mile, southward, ever southward— ( 
Dogs, boys, Roarers, hunger— Dogs, boys, Wie " 
Roarers, hunger—yet on and onward still she | f 
went, and her nose from time to time cheered d 
her by confidently reporting, ‘There surely is FS) 
a smell we passed last spring.” <3 
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