164 Pussy Meow 
Early the following morning I saw Mr. Watt 
carry the little stiff body out to the rear part of the 
yard, where he dug a deep, dark hole. There he 
planted Brownie just as the rays of the rising sun 
were gleaming over the housetop ; and it seemed 
as though even the proud and stately hollyhocks 
were bending their heads in sorrow over our young 
friend’s untimely taking off. 
So you see we had all sorts of experiences dur- 
ing our summer vacation. 
