“O Hattie! I just saw a large rat in the shed; and old Nero tried to catch it.”“Did he catch it, Frank?”“No; Nero did not; but the old cat did.”“My cat?”“No, it was the other one.”“Do tell me how she got it, Frank. Did she run after it?”“No, that was not the way. Puss was hid on a big box. The rat stole out, and she jumped at it and caught it.”“Poor rat! It must have been very hungry; it came out to get something to eat.”“Why, Hattie, you are not sorry puss got the rat, are you?”“No, I can not say I am sorry she got it; but I do not like to see even a rat suffer pain.”
