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Pussy Meow 
than I had walked before in all my life; then 
we crossed several railroad tracks, and for a short 
distance we went on the top of a fence inclosing a 
beautiful yard with trees and shrubs and flowers. 
Quite a distance from the fence stood a large white 
mansion, and there my companion alighted and 
bade me follow him. 
“ Here is where my friend lives,” said he, “ and 
his name is Caesar Augustus Napoleon, so you can 
imagine he is no ordinary cat.” 
I felt very proud to think I should soon meet 
such a distinguished cat, but we had not gone many 
steps when a very loud bark frightened me, and I 
saw an enormous bulldog come toward us. I re- 
traced my steps to the fence, and ran away as fast 
as I could. But I must have gone the wrong way, 
for I could not find the railroad tracks which we had 
crossed. 
When I had gone far enough to be out of the 
dog’s reach, I rested for a few minutes, and be- 
thought me what to do. A short distance from the 
fence was another beautiful mansion, and it looked 
so inviting in the clear moonlight, I went over on 
the porch and sat upon the door-mat. There was no 
dog around to frighten me, so I rested quietly, and 
