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Presently he came up a ladder from the stable 

 below carrying an empty potato sack in his hand. 

 We were all hiding in different places. From back 

 of a beam where I was crouching I could see 

 Whitey cowering in one corner. 



She was the first one caught. She did not 

 struggle, but only mewed dismally after she -was 

 shut in the bag. 



Mouser followed. 



I was the next one caught. I made a hard fight 

 for it, too. We were all, except Whitey, as fierce 

 and untamed as any wild animals. 



When the man caught me I did not mew, but I 

 turned on him tooth and nail, and bit into his finger 

 till my teeth touched the bone. 



He swore, and tossed me from him into the bag 

 so hard that I was almost stunned for awhile. 

 And there I was. Fighting or biting would do no 

 good there. 



In a little while my other brothers were forced 

 into the sack one after another, and the mouth of 

 the bag securely tied. After that we were left 

 lying there for some time. 



We mewed aloud and called our mother, but 

 there was no answer. 



