A Cat Story.

Bush Advocate, Volume XI, Issue 832, 16 September 1893, Page 6

A Cat Story.

" Yes," paid tho man by the window who overheard our conversation, " it's truo every time, gentlemen, that white oats are deaf." "Prove it," said ono of the party who had heen disputing tho theory. " I can prove it as easy as rolling off a log. My old aunt down in the State of Maine raised a white cat, and she's alive and kicking yet, fur's I know — the oat, not my aunt — and sho told me — my aunt, not tho eat — that the animal was so deaf ehe couldn't hear the clock strike — fact." "That's nothing," said a man on the other side of the cur who had been listening intontly, "it don't prove that the hu'l race of white cats is deaf. Why, we had a white cat in our family— raised it myself— and it heard bo well we had to stop the clook." Thore wob a long silence, then someone piped feebly : "Why?" " Because sho thought every tick was a mouse in the wall, ond she tore all the wall paper off tiying to get at it." No one said a word for about an hour, then tho man who knew white cats were deaf spoke out : "Boys," he said solemnly, " give him the belt."