Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 Chapter I: The market-place
 Chapter II: The drowned puppie...
 Chapter III: The stage-coach
 Chapter IV: The wager
 Chapter V: The escape
 Chapter VI: The contrast
 Chapter VII: The village
 Chapter VIII: The cottage
 Chapter IX: James Higgins
 Chapter X: The cottage evening
 Chapter XI: Doctor Allright's
 Chapter XII: The king of the...
 Chapter XIII: The two kittens
 Chapter XIV: Keeper's second...
 Chapter XV: The mansion
 Chapter XVI: The captive linne...
 Chapter XVII: Field-sports,...
 Chapter XVIII: Eastern tendern...
 Chapter XIX: Cruel sports
 Chapter XX: The swallow and the...
 Chapter XXI: Cruelty of children...
 Chapter XXII: Importance of the...
 Chapter XXIII: Keeper at the...
 Chapter XXIV: Keeper restored to...
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Title: Keeper's travels in search of his master
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Title: Keeper's travels in search of his master
Physical Description: iv, 188, 16 p., 1 leaf of plates : col. ill. ; 16 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Kendall, Edward Augustus, 1776?-1842 ( Author, Primary )
Crane, Walter, 1845-1915 ( Illustrator )
George Routledge and Sons ( Publisher )
Publisher: George Routledge and Sons
Place of Publication: London
New York
Publication Date: c1872
Edition: New ed.
Subject: Dogs -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Human-animal relationships -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Loyalty -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Animal welfare -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
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    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Title Page
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        Page ii
    Table of Contents
        Page iii
        Page iv
    Chapter I: The market-place
        Page 1
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    Chapter II: The drowned puppies
        Page 7
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    Chapter III: The stage-coach
        Page 14
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        Page 17
    Chapter IV: The wager
        Page 18
        Page 19
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        Page 21
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    Chapter V: The escape
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
    Chapter VI: The contrast
        Page 28
        Page 29
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    Chapter VII: The village
        Page 33
        Page 34
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    Chapter VIII: The cottage
        Page 37
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        Page 41
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    Chapter IX: James Higgins
        Page 43
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    Chapter X: The cottage evening
        Page 50
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    Chapter XI: Doctor Allright's
        Page 56
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    Chapter XII: The king of the cats
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    Chapter XIII: The two kittens
        Page 76
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    Chapter XIV: Keeper's second bed
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    Chapter XV: The mansion
        Page 99
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    Chapter XVI: The captive linnet
        Page 107
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    Chapter XVII: Field-sports, town-sports
        Page 119
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    Chapter XVIII: Eastern tenderness
        Page 141
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        Page 143
        Page 144
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    Chapter XIX: Cruel sports
        Page 146
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    Chapter XX: The swallow and the robin
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    Chapter XXI: Cruelty of children to animals
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    Chapter XXII: Importance of the art of drawing
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    Chapter XXIII: Keeper at the mansion
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    Chapter XXIV: Keeper restored to his master
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He howled for very -iisery."-P. 6
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"He howled for very misery."--P. 6.








V.-THE EscAPE 23







KEEPER was a dog, or rather a puppy, who
loved his master affectionately, and who
followed him as carefully as any dog ever
did, or ever will. Yet it happened that,
being at a country town, one market day,
his thoughts were so completely engaged,
though but a few moments, by a basket of
fowls which stood for sale, that he lost
sight of his master, and could nowhere find
How this came about is easily explained.
The market-place was crowded ; and as his
master was moving about, while Keeper
stood close to the chicken-basket, the
former had scarcely advanced a few steps,
when the crowd hid him from Keeper's


view. The latter instantly endeavoured to
discover him again by the scent, but in
vain; chiefly perhaps, because Keeper was
but a puppy, and therefore his sense of
smell was not so nice, nor his habits of dis-
tinguishing so experienced, and so exact, as
might have happened, had he at the time
been somewhat older.
Keeper's master soon missed him, and
had the dog-since he could neither see his
master, nor scent his steps-been wise
enough to remain at the basket, another
chance of a speedy meeting would have
offered itself. His master naturally returned
to the place where he had last seen Keeper;
but the dog was now at the farthest part of
the market, running hither and thither, with
his ears and tail hanging down; and
wildly in his fright going backward or
forward, to the right or to the left. Keeper
was precisely like a lost child; but he omitted
to do what a wise child would have done;
like a lost child he should have thought,
that if he stayed where he happened to be
when he was lost, there he would soon be
looked for; whereas, in running elsewhere,


there was very little chance that his master
should be lucky enough to find him.
We need not dwell on the feelings
either of master or of dog, during the first
moments of separation: master and dog, it
will readily be believed, not only felt, but
remembered and reasoned alike.
The effect of their mutual endeavours
would, -however, certainly have been that of
bringing them together again had not
Keeper committed a fresh blunder. After
.running up to this person and that, in the
market-place, misled by some remote resem-
blance to his master, he had found himself,
in the course of these sallies, at the head of
a street which led into the neighboring
country, and near the bottom of which he
absolutely thought that, at last, he espied
his master. This notion had no sooner
entered his head, than off he set, at full
speed. The gentleman whom he now fol-
lowed was, like his master, on horseback,
and it was no great length of time before
Keeper joyfully overtook him. On reaching
the feet of the horse, he eagerly testified the
pleasure he felt, and was not without some


disappointment at the coldness of his recep-
tion. The stranger gave him, it is true, a
few good-natured words, but seemed after-
wards inattentive; and when Keeper began
at length to leap up to the stirrups, a slight
cut of the whip was the ungracious return
he met with. Poor Keeper's spirits were
sadly checked by this treatment from his
supposed master, but he was resigned, and
nothing could rob him of the comfort which
he derived from what he thought the re-
covery of his loss. On, therefore, he went,
calm, if not in transport, crossing and re-
crossing the road, hunting the ditches and
the fields by the road-side, and running
swiftly, by fits, to overtake the stranger
afresh, as he rode steadily forward, still
regarding him as his master.
In this manner Keeper went over at
least five miles of ground, and wasted
much precious time; nor was it until the
stranger now and then halted to talk to some
persons, whom he met, that he first began
to suspect the error he had fallen into.
When the stranger stopped, Keeper at-
tempted to renew his caresses; but these


being unattended to, and the stranger's voice
and manner, as discovered in conversation
with the travellers, being wholly unlike his
master's, Keeper grew gradually sensible of
his mistake; and when the stranger turned
his horse into the left of two roads which
here branched out from the main road,
Keeper no longer followed his course, but
stood gazing for some time in doubt and
apprehension. The stranger, he perceived.
was not his master, and the road was as
strange as the man. Neither hedge, nor
stone, nor bank, nor tree, nor house, nor
hill, were like anything that he remembered
to have ever seen before.
Keeper now felt, for the first time, all
the depth of his misfortune. In the market-
place, after the loss of his master, hope and
fear had alternately agitated his mind; along
the road, a deceitful satisfaction that he had
found his master had taken from him all
sense of pain; but now the distress of his
situation came upon him with all its bitter
weight. While the stranger rode on,
Keeper stood gazing for a few seconds at
the head of the road, one paw lifted up,


and his nose stretched slightly forward,
still anxious to be convinced that his master
was before him, and still ready to follow, if
that conviction, or even the shadow of a
persuasion, was to be obtained. But he
could deceive himself no longer; and now
came the agony of despair In all the
world Keeper had nothing belonging to
him but his master; in all the world Keeper
belonged to nothing but his master. His
master was his world, his protection, his
subsistence, his business, his pleasure, and
the object, as it were, and reason, of his life
and being. To be without his master, was
to be without all these! In his anguish, he
ceased to look or scent after anything, and,
lifting his nose into the air, he howled for
very misery. He made his cry to universal
nature; he appealed not to everything that
he knew, but to everything that he did not
know, for pity and for help.
But despair, in a situation like Keeper's,
is no more than a momentary feeling. Room
was there for hope, and hope, therefore, was
not long in returning. Had he lost his
master through this very mistake of his


person? Had he left him behind, when he
idly thought that he saw him travelling
before? Here were new subjects for alarm,
but new occasions also for hope. As these
thoughts shot across his mind, the howl of
despair was exchanged for a bark of eager-
ness. His limbs, too, moved with his
thoughts, and forthwith he hastened back-
ward towards the town. At first, confident
in his new prospect of discovery, he ran
with all his might, until inward misgivings
slackened his pace. Then, hopes a second
time revived brought his feet into a some-
what even, though generally hurried step,
and in this way Keeper regained the

THE market-place was now clear; the
country people were gone to their several
homes, the sun had set, and the High street,
lately full of bustle, was now empty and


Keeper turned once more into the inn,
but with very woful looks. His head, his
ears, and his tail, all hung down, and there
was not a gleam of brightness in his eye.
He went hastily, as before, into the parlour,
where, however, he had no success; thence
he went to the stable, and from the stable
to the kitchen, with which attractive place
he had made himself acquainted in the
morning. Every effort was in vain, for he
found neither his master, nor anything that
belonged to him.
Nothing, therefore, remained for him
but to retrace the journey in which he had
accompanied his master in the morning.
In so doing, indeed, Keeper would still
have had difficulties before him; for his
master had not returned by that road, he
had gone home, which was two counties off,
and with that home Keeper was unac-
quainted. Keeper, therefore, would have
found the house which they had left to-
gether, and from that he might have gone
to another which they had left before; but
he would not have found his master. To
explain all this, however, we must relate in


what manner Keeper had become his
master's dog.
Keeper's master had spent some weeks
at the house of a friend in Hampshire, when,
one morning, it was announced that there
was a litter of puppies to be drowned. This
was not an unusual event, but it happened
to be followed by another, so little in the
common way as to attract that notice to
which Keeper was indebted for being still
in existence. Our little friend, then name-
less, was one of the condemned puppies,
and, with the rest, was thrown accordingly
into a tub of water, without any one caring
to see that the whole should be speedily
killed. After some hours it was settled
that the drowned puppies should be buried;
but, upon pouring away the water from the
tub, they were thought to betray some signs
of remaining life. A fresh supply of water
was accordingly poured upon them, and
some pains now taken for their final destruc-
tion. They were afterwards left again, for
some hours, in the water; and, at last, buried
in no more select a place than the dunghill.
This was at night-fall; and thus it was sup-


posed had ended the short lives of four
handsome puppies.
But what was the surprise of the servant
who opened the stables next morning, to
see the affectionate mother of these puppies
comfortably suckling three of them among
the straw beneath the comfortable manger
of a stall in which a saddle-horse was hal-
tered The eyes of the poor bitch glistened
in the light, as she lifted her head with some
sort of fear, lest her young .charge was
again to be wrested from her. Beside her
lay one of the puppies dead; but the other
two were busily engaged in sucking.
The stable-boy could scarcely believe
his senses He stepped forward to the
manger, knelt down, and took each puppy
by turns into his hands, first pulling the
unwilling and squalling sucklers from the
teats, and next, with thoughtful counte-
nance, handling the dead body of the lost
member of the little family. He then ran
across the stable-yard, to carry the news to
the groom, or to the first companion whom
he could find.
Tom had hesitated, for a moment,


whether or not to seize upon one of the
"dead puppies that were alive," as he
described them, as the shortest account of
what he had seen; but a certain kindness
of feeling moved him to leave them undis-
turbed, to the great joy of the mother.
The puppies, in truth, were the very same
which had been thrown into the water and
deposited in the dunghill; and their mother,
after the experience of her separation from
them, had watched every motion of Tom
with redoubled anxiety, and was in no
small degree pleased with his departure,
while everything, this time, continued safe.
Had Tom taken even one of the puppies,
the mother would have left the rest beneath
the manger, to follow him wherever he had
gone for she would have thought better of
the security of those in their straw, than of
that which was in Tom's possession.
The stable-yard, the kitchen, and, soon
afterward, the whole house, rang with the
surprising adventure. The dunghill had
been carefully examined. Sure enough, the
dead puppies were gone, the heap had been
raked, and the living puppies were in. the


stable with their mother! There was but
one explanation for all this: Juno, who
had been tied up when the puppies were
taken from her, was set loose when every-
thing was supposed to be over; but she
had hunted in all directions for her missing
young ones; she had found the dead bodies
in the dunghill, she had scratched aside the
unworthy covering, and carried her off-
spring, one by one, through an opening,
into the stable, and there, with the warmth
cf her own body, completed the restoration
to life of the three which had been able to
resist all the means employed for procuring
their death. As to the fourth puppy, per-
haps from its comparative weakliness, Juno
had been unable to bring about its recovery;
but she had done all she possibly could.
The stable was speedily visited by Juno's
master and all the family, together with the
gentleman who became Keeper's master;
Juno received a thousand caresses, and in
order to reward the maternal exertions she
had made, and the means she had employed,
it was decided that the three surviving
puppies should not again be taken from her.


At the breakfast-table a discussion arose
on the subject of providing for the lives of
the three young dogs whose adventures
had thus peculiarly begun, when the
visitor-Keeper's master that was to be
-eagerly offered to become the owner of
one of the three puppies.
The story of Juno and her puppies not
only excited the feelings of those who sat
down to the breakfast-table, but supplied
all the topics of their conversation. The
attachment of beasts and birds to their
young was spoken of with admiration;. but,
in reference to the truth of natural history,
it was likewise called to mind that it is
fleeting, or short-lived; and, moreover,
that it lasts just so long and no longer than
it is useful: that is, so long as the young
are in need of care. The ease, too, with
which these animals, during the periods of
their parental attachment, transfer their
affections to other young than their own,
and these, often, of the most extraordinary
description, was also the subject of remark.
Cats, deprived of their kittens, have been
known to suckle little rats and mice. Small


birds will feed the young of larger ones,
so large, indeed, as to be much bigger
than themselves.

IT was only at a second visit, that Keeper's
master-that was to be-made his choice
among the revived puppies, and bestowed
upon his favourite the name of Keeper.
The former was then on his way to London,
whence, after a residence of two months,
he once more returned to the house of his
friend, and there took final possession of
Keeper, with whom, after a short third
visit, he departed.
From this place, to the habitation of
another friend, he travelled by a stage-
coach, Keeper being mounted, for the first
time in his life, upon a vehicle, where, of
course, he considerably enlarged his little
acquaintance with the world and its con-
tents. The novelty of everything around
him was surprising. Instead of the com-


parative quiet, repose, and solitude of a
gentleman's stables, Keeper now beheld a
great multitude and variety of objects, and
all moving; for, only a few minutes after
he had reached the roof of the coach, the
very sign-post at the inn-door seemed to
Keeper to be tired of standing there so
long, and to take flight and leave the coach
behind. It was the same with bar-maid,
host, and hostess; all of whom seemed to
move backward from the coach. But among
the most rapid of the passers-by were the
houses, trees, mile-stones, and churches;
nay, the hills, rivers, and bridges joined in
the same chase. There had been a time
when this illusion was as strong with
Keeper's master, as it was now with
Keeper himself; for it requires some prac-
tice before any of us, when either sailing or
riding, can learn that it is ourselves who
are moved, and not the objects we behold.
"It is the same with the earth, and the
sun, moon, and stars," said a grave person-
age, at the back of the coach, to a little boy
who was sharing, without knowing it, in
Keeper's amazement-" It is the same with


the earth, and the sun, moon, and stars.
All these, though they have their motions,
yet, compared with the earth, are standing
still; it is the earth that moves; we move
with it; and, every day and night, because
we are moving towards the east, the sun and
stars seem to be travelling toward the west."
Keeper, settled beside his master, had
soon felt too uneasy in the new situation,
and amid the new motion which he encoun-
tered, to perplex himself for more than a
minute with the strange raree-show of the
coursing trees and houses; with the broad-
wheeled waggons, lofty caravans, the four-
in-hands, and other equipages upon the
road. After staggering a moment or so
upon his four feet, he had sat himself down
upon his belly for safety, at the edge of the
roof, close to his master, whose hand was
kindly placed upon his shoulder.
Arrived at the house of his master's
second friend, the travellers had rested there
a single night; and, on the following morn-
ing, the remainder of thejourney which they
were to perform lying across the country,
Keeper's master had borrowed a horse of


his friend, and set forward in a style which
Keeper greatly preferred to that of riding
upon the top of a coach. It was in this
wise, and on this very morning, that master
and dog reached the market-town where
they were so soon separated; an accident
they had little foreseen, when, upon setting
out, the clear frosty air, and the enjoyment
of health and spirits for exercise, made the
prospect of their day's progress delightful!
But, now that we have unfolded the
whole history of the reciprocal acquaintance
of master and dog; now that it is quite
certain that Keeper had never yet seen his
master's home; and now that his sudden
removal from the only home which had
hitherto belonged to him is explained, no
reader will think it at all extraordinary, if,
upon failing to find his master at the inn,
he was without any very precise idea of the
direction in which he ought to bend his
further steps. The road, however, which
he had passed over in the morning; the
house of the friend where he and his master
had slept the night before; these were the
best, and, indeed, the only points to be


made; and to these, in spite of his fatigue,
he would have immediately devoted himself,
but for an occurrence which deprived him,
for the moment, of the power of following
his own inclination.

KEEPER was as unknown at the inn as he was
himself ignorant of his master's home, and
of the road which led to it. But his rest-
less manner had attracted general notice,
especially in the tap-room, where, in the
midst of a group of servants and labourers,
he made a tolerable supper, and excited
much curiosity.
Every one inquired whose dog it might
be. One thought that he had seen him at
market, and was certain that he did not
belong to any of the town's-people. A
second thought him very like a dog that
belonged to a neighbour of his, and would
certainly have taken him for the same, only
that the animal spoken of had died of old


age three years before. A third was almost
positive that the dog was a neighboring
Squire's; but this supposition was warmly
contested by the ostler, who vowed that
Keeper was no more like the Squire's dog,
than he was like his own grandmother'!
The contradiction, however, had no other
effect than that of making the former party
express his opinion the more strongly.
The dispute led to a minute description
of the marks, and points, and breeds of
Keeper and the Squire's dog respectively;
and thence to a very fall review of the
breeds of dogs in general. Curs, said the
ostler, were the abominable dogs that filled
the streets, and were the sources of endless
mischief. They were kept by nobody who
knew the value of a dog, and therefore not
properly kept at all. Every one, he con-
tended, was interested in and careful of a
good and handsome dog; but these no-
breed curs were kept without limit, and by
poor, and often bad or disorderly persons,
and without care. They swarmed in most
towns, and were the chief occasion of
danger from what is called dog-madness.


"What is its cause?"
"The chief cause of hydrophobia,"
said a soldier, "seems to be the want of a
sufficient supply of wholesome water. It
is remarkable that in so hot a country as
Portugal, the number of dogs, who live
without masters, cannot be counted, and
yet the inconvenience is not such as to lead
to their extermination. It is said that in
Lisbon alone there are three thousand dogs
who have no private owners. They act the
part of scavengers, and clear the streets of
everything they can eat. But there are
strong regulations for preserving the health
of these dogs, and consequently for pre-
venting injury to the public. Every house-
holder in the city is obliged to keep a pan,
filled with pure water, constantly at his
street-door. A similar precaution is ob-
served in Holland, and in other parts of
Europe. In England, you know, we recom-
mend a roll of brimstone in the water.
Fresh, wholesome water, and plenty of it,
are, as I imagine, the chief things."
But hydrophobia," they say, signifies
a horror of water ?"


That may be, and yet the disease
originates in an insufficiency of water; the
dog seems to require much water for the
cooling of his body. Unlike the horse, and
most other animals, he has no perspiration
by the skin; his only relief is by his mouth;
and I greatly doubt both the humanity and
the wisdom of muzzling dogs in hot weather.
Would it not be better to have them tied up
in a cool place, andwell suppliedwithwater?"
The dispute concerning Keeper's identity
and ownership continued. One of the
parties having described the other's mistake
as a consequence of his knowing nothing
of dogs," the argument took a very serious
shape indeed; and, in the spirit of the class
of people whose opinions were now clashing,
a wager was soon offered and accepted, as the
best course for bringing the truth to light.
All this discussion had been so far
favourable to Keeper, that it increased the
attention he received from those engaged in
it; and the wager, to which the ostler was
one of the parties, had the immediate effect
of inducing that person, who had so much
in his power, to fetch and set before him a


plentiful meal, as a finish to all that the
hospitality of the company had already
afforded. One other result, however, had
taken place; for, in proportion as Keeper
had become the subject of remark, and his
claim to be considered the Squire's dog
asserted and denied, in that proportion had
his movements been watched, and all his
efforts to leave the room, and commence
his journey, defeated. He had laid himself
down at the door, to watch for its opening;
but every chance of that kind had been
carefully looked after. From the door he
was driven to the fire-side; and when,
returning to the former, he cried, or jumped
at the look, impatient of'his hindrances, he
had met with very unceremonious blows.
Sometimes, indeed, overcome by his day's
fatigues, and filled with his good supper, he
fell into short naps; and, after constantly
expecting his master's return, while awake,
repeatedly dreamed, in his slumbers, that
he saw him enter the room, or heard him
speaking out of doors. At length, the
evening wearing away, and the ostler being
determined to have the dog safe in the


morning, for the settling of his wager, as
well as for the chance of reward from the
owner, he took Keeper into one of the
stables, where he shut him up close.
Keeper's master, at the first discovery
of his loss, and when he returned to the inn
in the hope of finding his dog, had men-
tioned his misfortune in the yard, and also
in the house, where he had spoken to a
waiter who had not yet had a chance of
seeing Keeper, or of knowing that he was
on the premises. With this man he had even
left his address; but that step, as it turned
out, was as unprofitable as the rest, in the
affair of bringing master and dog once more

KEEPER slept, and was refreshed from his
fatigues and troubles, and when the light
of the morning began to show itself through
the crevices of the stable, he rose to resume
his search after his master. Unable, how-
ever, to leave what was now his prison, he


whined, barked, and scratched for a con-
siderable time, till, becoming sleepy again,
he forgot, for a while, the subject of his
anxiety; and, indeed, he was the better
satisfied with his lodgings, because in this
stable his master's horse had been baited,
upon which account he considered himself
in some degree at home.
A helper in the stables soon afterwards
opening the door, Keeper was immediately
upon the alert; and he barked pretty noisily
with the view of stopping the intrusion.
The lad, not having expected to find a dog
in the stable, being too busy to contest the
right of entrance at the moment, and being
ignorant of the ostler's motives for detain-
ing the animal, went unconcernedly into the
next stable, leaving the door of that in
which Keeper had slept a-jar.
Keeper, being now at liberty, ran into
the house, and even ascended the staircase,
and visited many of the chamber doors. In
this, as in his former attempts, he was of
course unsuccessful; and it so happened,
too, that at this early hour in the morning,
he performed the whole without meeting any


one who thought it worth while to take any
notice of him. In the yard, too, he was
unseen by the ostler; and, in this manner,
without attracting any observation, he
quitted for the last time the inn which he
had first visited with his master.
He then hastily left the town, taking
the road to the house of the friend with
whom both he and his master had slept the
night but one before, indulging in the hope
that he should soon reach the house and
again behold his master. The attention
which he had paid to everything along the
road, the keenness of his senses, and the
excellence of his memory, all helped him to
pick out his way in spite of obstacles. .
For a space of two hours his feet were
constantly in motion; and, during this in-
terval, we may remark, how few of the small
number of persons whom he met suffered him
to pass without practising upon him some
kind of molestation! If it was a stage-
coachman who passed, he must needs apply
a cut, with the long lash of his whip, to
Keeper's ear or tail. If a waggoner or
carter, not riding and asleep, a cry from


Keeper was sure to procure for him rough
words or perhaps a blow. If a ploughman
was going to the furrow, or a shepherd to
the fold, a stone must be thrown at Keeper,
to send him forward limping and yelping
for the next quarter of a mile.
A remarkable contrast, in the mean-
time, presented itself to Keeper, in the
behaviour shown to him by other animals
than man, along the same piece of road. If
a cow was at drink through a hole in the
thin ice which partially covered the ponds,
or if a horse was nibbling the blade that
glittered with the hoar frost, or an ass
browsing a dry thistle, or even a pig
crunching acorns, not one of this part of
the rural population left their own affairs to
give Keeper a kick or a bite as he passed,
nor even a sly whisk of their tails !
Not to take from us that peace and
comfort which the taker cannot bestow, is
the moderate request made, or supposed
to be made, of all creatures, the one to the
other; and yet it is surprising how often
this moderate request is refused Among
mankind, it too frequently happens, that


they are prone to refuse it, just in proportion
as they have the power.
In the case of such wanton injuries as
those now experienced by Keeper, some are
apt to put a milder construction. The pos-
session of strength or of skill, they say,
causes a desire to exercise them ; and a
whip, or a stick, or a stone, is used against
an animal with no more malice than against
a post, or a rail, or the top of a thistle; but
still with an unfeeling disregard of the pain,
and, perhaps, lasting mischief occasioned.
The wonder is, that so few people, young
or old, take a pleasure and a pride in being
able to call themselves HARMLESS; in volun-
tarily doing nothing to deface the beauty
or to disturb the happiness of that total
creation, of which it is certain, that it is their
proper nature not to destroy it, nor to injure
it, but onthe contrary, to love and to cherish
it, and to promote, by all the means in their
power, the lustre of its charms, and the
perfection of its welfare!


Nor was Keeper without the luck of meeting
an exception to the examples of the crowd in
the person of one of those well-disposed boys
who, in spite of all that may be seen to the
contrary, are to be found in every depart-
ment of labour, as their fellows also are
in all the ranks of life. Whatever the cause
may be, there are luckily individuals in all
ranks and circumstances, who seem to enjoy,
as natural, a superior clearness ofmoral think-
mg and real goodness of heart. Doubtless
it is a capital object of emulation, to belong
to the worthy, and not to the unworthy!
Geoffrey Trueheart, a fine ruddy lad of
about twelve years of age, was deserving of
Keeper's longer acquaintance; but their
meeting was necessarily short. He was tend-
ing some sheep by the common-side, while
sharing his breakfastwith another boy,whose
road to school lay in that direction. Geoffrey
had never been to school, he could not write,
andhe did noteven know his letters; but then
he had escaped the influence of many bad
examples, which he might easily have found


among his schoolfellows; he had gone to
church ; he had heard truth and honesty
taught, and he had seen both of them prac-
tised at home; and he had also that sound
understandingandnatural feeling, which lead
the possessor to a natural preference of what
is just and good.
I am very sorry, Geoff.," said Timothy
Forward, that you cannot find time to go
to school, and get a little learning. They
say there is nothing like learning, and that
nobody is fit for anything that cannot read."
"Why, you see, I can't go to school,
even if I could go for nothing, because we
are all obliged to work for our living; and
then I do not know that reading and writing
would help me to work any better. Certainly,
everybody that is to work should learn what
is necessary to his trade; and the more any
one has learned, the more he is able to do.
But it does not want much reading, as
I think, to teach us to be good, unless, in-
deed, we have first read what has taught us
to be bad. If you talk of school to make
men clever, that is one thing; but as to
making men good, father says, and I think,
there is no great need of school for that."


No and how do you make it out ?"
Why, in the first place, as father says,
the parish church is the school for making
people good, and the sessions and assizes
are other schools, for teaching some of the
consequences of their being bad. But as
to the rest, we have all a rule of good and
bad within us, that makes shorter work of
it, I fancy, than most books. If I were to
be idle, or to tell a lie, or to steal, or to be
greedy, or to do harm to any one, or to
speak ill of people behind their backs, I
should be quite unhappy; I should cry, and
hide myself, and be ashamed to be seen. If
I do nothing that is bad, if I wish for no-
thing that is bad, if I do all that I
ought to do, if I never give a thought to
doing harm to any one, nor to be revenged
of any one, why, I am quite easy, quite
cheerful. But if I do more than this-if I
can do a good turn to anybody-why, I
jump, and laugh, and run, and am warm all
over, and do not know what to do with my-
self for joy. So, you see, I think that no
great deal of learning is wanted to make
people good, however useful it may be for
making them clever.'?


As Geoff. said this, Keeper, at the dis-
tance of twenty yards, was approaching.
Timothy would have given his friend further
good advice, but that the sight of this
object changed the current of his thoughts.
"Now," said he, "you shall see how I'll
hit him over the nose. No fellow can throw
a stone like me. T'other day we threw so
many stones at an old horse that we almost
killed him; but there was none but I that hit
him in the eye, and I knocked his eye out !"
Yet Timothy's boasted skill failed him
upon this occasion. The stone did not reach
Keeper; who, if it had, would certainly
have made a wide circuit to avoid further
injury. As it was, he advanced, confidently,
along the footway, by the side of which
Geoffrey Trueheart and his companion were
now standing; for Timothy had risen to
throw the stone, and Geoffrey, by a natural
impulse, had also sprung upon his feet, to
endeavour to prevent the mischief. Indeed,
it was a slight, and almost involuntary,
touch of Timothy's arm, by Geoffrey, that
had altered the direction intended to be
given to the stone, and saved, for this time,
Keeper's nose from the rough salute designed


for it. Timothy, being a tolerably good-
natured boy, he did not make his failure the
subject of a quarrel. He even joined Geoffrey
in caressing Keeper, when the latter came
fairly up to them, and, allured by the pork
and bread in Geoffrey's hands, as well as by
his kindly words, made a sort of halt. Geof-
frey patted him upon the head, called him a
fine dog, gave him some bread and pork,
and wondered where he came from, and
where he was going; but Keeper contented
himself with wagging his tail, and even
declined staying more than a few moments,
during which he received a couple of mouth-
fuls; after which he resumed his journey.
I think," said Geoffrey Trueheart,
"that dog has lost his master. Who knows
but his master is killed, or has broken his
leg, and the dog is going home to fetch
somebody to him ? As to what you were
saying, Tim, about going to school to learn
to be good, it seems to me, that though I
dare say they teach so at your school, you
and your schoolfellows don't learn, for how
can you think it good to go throwing stones
at an old horse, and to be so clever as to


knock his eye out; and now, when a quiet
dog is going along the road, to think of
nothing but hitting him over the nose ? For
my part, I have always heard and thought,
that those who are good, are good to every-
thing; good to man, and good to beast."

PRESENTLY, Keeper found himself in the
midst of a cheerful and well-built village,
the abode of a few artisans and tradesmen,
by whom a part of the wants of the sur-
rounding farmers and their labourers was
supplied. The village contained also a small
inn or public-house, or two; a schoolmaster
and a schoolmistress, and the families of
two or three shoemakers, a harness-maker,
a carpenter, a wheelwright, a smith, a
medical man, the clergyman of the parish,
and some dozen householders of more in-
dependent condition. What chiefly dis-
tinguished this village from a great many


others in modern times, was its having no
manufacturing population; a peculiarity
which it owed, perhaps, to its distance from
any such stream of water as tempts the
erection of mills; and to its soil being
wholly without mineral treasure, the digging
and workingof which entails furnaces, steam-
engines, railroads, and other blemishes of
the rural landscape. This little assemblage
of dwellings, on the contrary, studded round
with detached cottages, and farm-houses,
and villas, and dignified and sanctified with
its church, the Squire's park and ancient
mansion, the parsonage and village-school,
stood upon a somewhat rising ground, in
the midst of a farming country. Thus,
during the season of blossoms or fruits, it
mightvie, in appearance at least, with that
celebrated by the poet -

"Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain."

Unfortunately for Keeper, in what was
called the town, or trading part of the
village, stood a butcher's shop; and though,
at the door of that shop, its master's
bull-dog lay sleeping quietly enough, there


happened to stand also at that door an idle
youth, neither man nor boy, who, having
but an empty head, must needs take upon
him to show the hospitalities of the place
by setting the bull-dog upon Keeper !
That an inoffensive dog like Keeper,
intent only upon finding his master, mo-
lesting no one, and having withal the very
face and figure of an honest and kind-
hearted dog; of one who would miss no
opportunity to do a friendly act to man,
woman, or child, or even a fellow-dog;
that Keeper then should have been thus
attacked by a fierce bull-dog, at the com-
mand of an idle butcher, will, we are sure,
grieve every one of our readers.
Keeper had no remedy but in flight.
He had nothing violent in his nature; had
never been bred to bite, snarl, nor bark
even, except in watchfulness or in plea-
sure; he was also young, and but little
used to the rough treatment of the world.
He felt, indeed, the teeth of the bull-dog,
who had thrown him, upon his back at a
touch, and who might have instantly killed
him, had he not been simply obeying the


order of his ill-natured director, and very
willing, for himself, to return to enjoy his
nap, and to leave Keeper to the full enjoy-
ment of all the world beside. But this was
by no means enough for the active butcher,
a distinguished leader at all the neighbour-
ing dog-fights and prize-fights; whither he
had the honour, too, of being accompanied,
consulted, and admired for his great talents,
by three or four of the idlest and worst-
disposed of his fellow-apprentices in the
village, and by the eldest son of the Squire,
whose vicious ways unfortunately led him
into low assemblages of that kind, where it
followed that his taste was corrupted and
his heart hardened. The young gentleman,
in this manner, accustomed himself to the
vulgar and disgusting sayings, as well as
habits, of those whom he was pleased to
call his sporting friends."
The bull-dog, therefore, was incited by
the butcher to a renewed onset; and now
the shrieks of the prostrate, bitten, and
bleeding Keeper drew rapidly to the spot
all the curs and their patrons around.
The wheelwright came to be Keeper's


second. He would have had him stand up
to the fight. Others proposed to match
him with fresh and less powerful dogs.
Meanwhile the confusion of men and dogs
released Keeper from the violence and
malice of the bull-dog and his handler, and
gave him another run for his life. When he
fled, dogs, sticks, stones, groans, clapping
of hands, and shouts of laughter pursued
him. As it happened, he managed to get
away with a torn ear and lip, a severe bite
upon his right fore-leg, and with the left
hinder one almost broken from the blow of
a heavy stick dexterously thrown after him
by the Squire's eldest son, rejoicing in the
good luck of having come up at the very
moment of the sport!

IN a lane lying to the left side of the main
street stood a solitary cottage, the door of
which, opening upon the red-bricked floor
of the kitchen, was seldom shut, except at


night, or in bad weather, and was now
fastened back against the wall. Into this
cottage Keeper rushed headlong. He had
turned short round a sharp corner in the
street, and hastened along by the side of a
ditch and hedge. The view of a human
roof was the first object which conveyed
the idea of safety to his terrified imagina-
tion; and, once withinside the threshold,
he darted beneath a low chair in a dark
corner, and there dropped on the ground.
This was the work of a moment. As
Keeper came down the lane, he had yelped,
through the anguish of his bites and blows;
but no sooner was he laid upon the floor,
than, panting for breath, he became quite
silent, and faintly, at intervals, tried to lick
his wounds. But if Keeper had hoped for
tranquillity in his refuge, and to be shielded
for some time from all observation, his
abrupt entrance had set too many alarums
a-going to leave him unmolested.
He had caused something like an uproar
in the village, and now a little similar con-
fusion in the cottage. His own shrieks,
the yelling of the dogs that were set upon


him, and the shouts of the crowd of tipplers
from the tap-rooms, the ostlers from their
horses, made quite a discordant chorus.
Mothers had hastily dragged within-doors
the little children that were puddling in the
kennels, exclaiming, at the same time,
at the good-for-nothing fellows who were
never easy but when they were fighting, or
worrying some poor dog. The school-
mistress, resolved to keep her youthful con-
gregation safe within-doors, hastened to her
hatch, of which she kept possession, and
where she declared to the huckster next
door, that such things were a disgrace to
the village But while she made these brief
remarks, the idle urchins within were clam-
bering to the window upon the table
beneath it, which they brought down
upon each other, and especially upon the
smallest, whose roar soon recalled their
mistress to her proper duty.
In the cottage, Keeper's sudden entrance
had equally interfered with the general re-
pose. In front of the door, a cock and
two hens were quietly picking their sup-
per; the cock very busy in scratching up


nothing, looking with eye askance at every
fresh scrape of the gravel beneath his feet.
Within the cottage, a solitary pullet was
taking a last look for stray crumbs by
the fireside, and under tables and chairs;
while upon a little table stood a small
earthenware mug, on one side of which was
depicted a ship, and upon the other a grid-
iron, the front displaying the legend, "
present for Jemmy;" and exactly in the
doorway, upon all-fours, and mooing at the
cooks and hens, crawled Jemmy himself.
Keeper, alarmed as he was, had en-
deavoured to avoid frightening the child.
Jemmy was frightened nevertheless, and
set up a tremendous crying. The conster-
nation of the cock and hens outside was
equally great. The pullet, too, lost all pre-
sence of mind, and springing aloft from
under the table with fluttering wings, she
threw down the table, and broke to pieces
the "present for Jemmy." Jemmy, although
heedless of his loss in crockery, was over-
come with the din. In the window sat
sleeping a motherly cat, and before the fire
there had been sitting two well-grown


kittens, who differed a good deal in com-
plexion, inclinations, and habits. Old puss,
at the first moment of the hurly, had leaped
from the ledge of the window, passed
Jemmy and the poultry at the door, and
re-established herself upon the sloping roof
of the sty, still warm with sunshine. One
of the kittens, a dark tabby, smaller and
more delicately made than the other, and
whose name, Tommy, had been fondled
into Teemy, just withdrew beneath a dis-
tant stool, and thence placidly looked on.
At the same time, his brother Feeny, so
named from hisfawn-coloured skin-larger,
stronger, but more intelligent, and of quicker
temper, than Teemy-gained the uppermost
china-shelf, where, without disturbing cup
or saucer, he took a seat upon a little pile
of books, so close to the ceiling, that he was
content to squeeze his back between, and
to sit with his head bent downward.
Now it happened that puss had been
blessed with these two kittens and no
more; and in their first infancy had tended
them so fondly and unremittingly, that the
kind hearts both of Nelly Higgins and


her husband James had been reconciled
to the preservation alike of Teemy and
Feeny, whose future prospects, as they
grew up, had been long, in a manner,
arranged; for Feeny was promised to
young Miss Westham, at the cottage-villa
below, and Teemy to old Mrs. Brampton,
in the village; but then Miss Westham
and all the family were at the sea-side,
and Mrs. Brampton was still on a visit
to her daughter in London. Waiting the
return, therefore, of their intended mis.
tresses, both Feeny and Teemy continued
under their native roof, where they were
fain to put up with the queer temper of
their late fond mother, together with occa-
sional squeezings by little Jemmy. As to
the remainder of the family, all went well.
Feeny was very fond of James Higgins, the
journeyman farrier, and master of the house,
and was indulged and fondled in return;
and Teemy evinced the same partiality for
his wife Nelly. With the poultry the two
kittens were upon the best terms; and the
same had been the case with poor Tray,
the terrier, who was killed, only a week


before the arrival of Keeper, by the kick of
a horse which his master was shoeing.
Feeny, who was never troubled with shy-
ness, often sat, in the sun, upon the back
of the cock; and Teemy, who never found
himself too warm, loved to curl himself
against the throat of Tray, as the latter
slept before the fire.

IP Nelly Higgins had not been a good-
tempered and kind-hearted body, the un-
toward circumstances attendant on Keeper's
demand of an asylum might have procured
it but an indifferent reception. The fright-
ened and squalling baby, the clutter of the
cock and hens, the noise of the falling
table, the crash of the valued earthenware
mug, and the appearance of a strange dog,
not in the choicest condition, evident from
the few drops of blood which fell from his
bleeding ear; the sudden, startling, irri-
tating effect of all these things might well


have excused a very cross-grained welcome
of the hapless stranger.
But Keeper had come to the right
dwelling. Nelly was feeding the pigs when
the tumult in the front of the house called
her on the instant thither, where to snatch
up Jemmy, to replace the table upon its
foot, and to descry the caitiff Keeper, were
works of the same moment. Keeper's looks
and condition were sufficient letters of
recommendation to the quick and tender
eyes of Nelly. Trembling from his past
ill-usage, and without moving from the
couch which he had chosen, Keeper lifted
his face to Nelly's, and his apology was
instantly made, and mutual confidence in-
spired. Nelly was not afraid of a dog
whose countenance told his benevolence,
his humility, and his misery; and Keeper
had no sooner caught the eyes of Nelly,
than he felt that his appeal was allowed.
Stooping down, and reassuring him by the
tone of her voice, Nelly set about patting
his head, and began to examine his wounds;
but from this latter office the pain made him
shrink in a manner that forbade its continu-


ance, while he licked, however, the hand
that was thus kindly extended to him. The
next movement was to place meat and
drink almost at his nose; but of neither of
these did he make any use for the present.
Nelly, therefore, finding that house-room
and repose were the only gifts which he
was yet capable of enjoying, took up her
child, and returned to the feeding of her
Sunset brought home her husband from
the forge. Unacquainted with the latter,
Keeper gave way to an under-growl, and
vented, between his lips, a suppressed bark.
A word of authority, however, gently uttered
by Nelly, soon set everything upon a right
footing. Keeper saw that James was at
home, and possibly guessed that his own
troubles were the subjects of attention be-
tween James and his wife. Higgins, indeed,
might have been equally the hospitable
host of Keeper, had he been much less out
of the common way than was actually the
case; but we must give something like a
description of the man, and of his good wife


Of Nelly, though there was much to
gratify the observer, there was less that
requires to be delineated. The character,
habits, and tastes of women depend chiefly
upon the simple and original gifts of nature;
and it is nothing very singular, therefore, to
meet with females, even of very uneducated
conditions, possessed of at least the elements
of all that is demanded in those of superior
claims. Domestic life, and the study of
household good," open to females but one
career, and that one in direct accordance
with nature. But men, though born with
the same aptitudes, are early exposed, by
the various pursuits and associations among
which they are distributed, to various
changes-to the ascendancy of the artificial
over the natural; exposed, in short, to be
hardened, corrupted, brutified (if that latter
term be not calumnious upon the brute
creation); used, in a word, in the world,
and made the worse for wear.
From whatever cause it may proceed,
we firmly believe that there are more females
who, beyond the years of childhood, re-
tain, unobscured and unalloyed, the natural


elements of ladyhood, than there are males
who, at the same advance, remain unspoiled.
We may possibly be mistaken, but it is an
excuse for presuming to paint the virtues of
James as more out of the common way than
those of his wife Nelly.
James Higgins, then, who was now in
his twenty-fourth year, and, like his wife,
of well-formed person, and intelligent and
benevolent expression of face, while he was
also an industrious smith and farrier, pos-
sessed, among the surer sources of his hap-
piness, that share of sound understanding
and natural taste which confers on a fortu-
nate few the perception and the desire of
the good and beautiful. He was gifted,
indeed, by the help of a clear head
and sound judgment, with straightforward
views of all the main subjects of human
interest; and he was plainly ripening into
one of those invaluable members of the
community, upon whom the song has ex-
patiated as upon a model:" he loved his
country, his sovereign, his wife, his home,
his children, his friends, his neighbours,
and-it need not be added-his God.


He was industrious, satisfied, cheerful; not
a worshipper of himself, but affectionate
and grateful toward everything about him
and around him.
Higgins's taste for books and works of
art was restricted to.the admiration of the
works of others, and did not go to the
extent of prompting invention, which would,
perhaps, have led him away from the useful
labours of the forge; and thus its several
objects were kept within the bounds of re-
creation, and there was nothing to endanger
the success of his humble industry, even
in the sight of some excellent prints and
plaster casts upon the walls of his cottage;
nor in that of a few of the best books in
the English language upon its shelves.
These employed pleasantly many of his
hours set apart from work; and if some of
the neighbours foolishly endeavoured now
and then to make his wife discontented at
the little money occasionally laid out in the
purchase of these lasting treasures, Nelly
had the sense to know that they were, at
least, cheap indulgences for hours of pas-
time, and that hours spent in drinking


commonly cost a great deal more, to say
nothing of the consequences of indulging
in that habit.
But if Higgins's reading terminated
only in the general enlargement of his
understanding and improvement of his
heart, his taste for the productions of the
pencil promised very beneficial consequences
in the immediate direction of his calling.
He had made himself a skilful draftsman;
and the habits which he had acquired of
attentively observing the forms of objects,
and all the features of everything that is
beautiful to the eye, had made him even a
better farrier than he could otherwise have
been. Some drawings of the foot of the
horse, which formed part of the furniture of
his cottage, were the fruits of his studies
in drawing; and he shod the horses that
were entrusted to him with the fitter shoes,
through the minute perception of the figures
of their respective feet, which he had thus
acquired. His taste and judgment, too, in
ornamental and even in useful iron-works,
bore testimony to the practical value of the
art, and to Higgins's advantages from its


cultivation. So useful, as well as agree-
able, is it for persons in all situations to
acquire knowledge, and to cultivate their
understanding and their talents; but more
particularly useful is a knowledge of the
art of drawing.



IT was upon a little pile of bpoks, standing
upon the shelf where Nelly, in her turn,
displayed a few treasures in the shape of
china (principally received as tokens of
regard from her mistress, when she left
the service of the Westhams to marry
James), that Feeny, as it has been men-
tioned, had found his perch, at the abrupt
.appearance of Keeper, and from which
nothing had yet occurred to tempt that
observant kitten to a descent. All hitherto,
to Feeny, had continued to appear a scene
of unprofitable bustle. Keeper still lay


under the chair; the floor had been swept
afresh; and Jemmy and his bread and
butter had been removed. But the arrival
of the master of the house was an event of
much interest to Feeny, both because, as
we have said, Higgins was the object of his
warmest affections, and because his evening
return was associated with the arrival of
supper-time. If, indeed, it had not been
for Keeper, and for the attentions paid by
the merciful farrier to that guest-so little
welcome in the eyes of Feeny-the latter,
long ere this, would certainly have leaped
from his shelf!
Teemy, less sagacious than his brother,
no sooner saw the supper in preparation,
than he left the shelter of his overshadowing
stool, and was upon the alert for the dain-
ties which it might chance to bring, and
for which he already petitioned in the form
of very gentle mews. But Feeny, -though
only of the same age, was more discreet,,
and waited invariably till the season of
eating and drinking had decidedly set in;
that is, till the sometimes fallacious sounds
of cups, and saucers, and tea-spoons, and


plates, and knives, and forks, were suc-
ceeded by greater and more useful cer-
tainties. The time soon came, however,
when Feeny could no longer be restrained,
either by fears of Keeper, or by that other
difficulty which had thus long contributed
to his stay upon the shelf; namely, the
difficulty of getting down from the hiding-
place, to which he had attained only by
exertions made in the moment of extreme
Already, more than once, as his master
crossed the middle of the small room, he
had conceived the project of leaping upon
his shoulder, that accustomed point of
attraction; but the awkwardness of the
place whence he was to spring, together
with a little excess in the distance to be
passed, had as often made his heart misgive
him. Supper, however, was not to be lost
for trifles. A good stomach, not less than
a warm bosom, strength of muscle, and a
capacious head, was (as before intimated)
Feeny's express characteristic. Now it
was, then, that a piteous cry or two from
Feeny (as with eager head and agitated


limbs he bent himself, in earnest, to reach
the floor, if not the table) first drew the
attention of Nelly and her husband to the
seat which he had so long occupied.
Feeny's eagerness and difficulties provoked
a laugh, as also a strong inclination to leave
him to find his own way to conquer them.
Nelly was half afraid for her antique china
tea-pot, and still more for the consequences
of Feeny's probable leap upon the centre of
the table. These considerations, added to
a kind disposition to assist the hungry
kitten, suggested the immediate offer of
a helping hand; but in a few moments,
Feeny, having resolved to run no needless
risks, sprung upon a coat which hung near,
against the wall; and thence, holding more
or less with the assistance of his claws to
the coat, came at last, head-foremost, to the
floor, but safe and sound. In truth, a little
extra urgency had originated in the acqui-
sition, by Teemy, of an odd spoonful of
milk in a saucer, which he, alarmed at
the noise of Feeny's cries, had wholly
omitted to touch; but to which the latter
was no sooner upon the floor than he


applied himself, putting his head, along
.with Teemy's, into the saucer, and never
raising it till, after quickly assisting Teemy
in the despatch of the milk, he had the
whole licking of the vessel to himself.
Keeper, encouraged by the hospitable
efforts of his entertainers, had risen, toward
the conclusion of the interval just elapsed,
from the only spot which he had till now
occupied; had taken, too, some food and
water; but, as well from weariness as from
extreme lameness, had speedily lain himself
down again, though this time before the
cheerful fire. His wounds had been hu-
manely examined by James Higgins, with
the skill of a farrier; and a night's rest had
been pronounced the best thing for him,
without any other attempt at cure, unless,
indeed, that of bathing, with some spirit-
uous mixture, the lame hind leg, the large
swelling upon which, together with Keeper's
exquisite sensibility to the touching it, left
a doubt as to whether the bone had
escaped or not.
Higgins being a farrier, was, of course,
a bit of a horse and dog-doctor, and knew


the :ease with which the blood of animals
in a healthful state admits the natural and
speedy closing of all wounds, and removal
of all bruises and swellings; but his uncer-
tainty as to the state of the hock-joint of
Keeper's swollen leg, and the importance
of setting -it without the least delay, if it
should turn out to be really broken, deter-
mined him to go up the lane, as soon as his
supper should be finished, to the shop of a
more exalted doctor than himself, as also
the dispensatoryy of drugs for the village
and its environs. "I will go," said he,
"to Doctor Allright. He told me, as I
came along, that he should call this evening
to see our Jemmy; and I am sure that so
good-hearted a man, when he hears how
badly this poor dog has been used, will
want to see him, and will know, better than
I, whether his leg is broken or not, and, at
any rate, give us his advice as to what we
ought to do."
Nelly heartily approved of the consulta-
tion with Dr. Allright, and was also anxious
for that gentleman's visit to Jemmy; and
Higgins, taking-his hat, was speedily at the


door at the top of the lane. The shop-
window threw its little light of red and
green upon the village street; while, down
the lane side, the low and mossy paling of
the Doctor's garden discovered the rural
adjunct, a draw-well, whose long arm rose
in emulation of the branches of an adjacent
pear-tree; together with some choice apple-
trees, rose-trees, and currant and goose-
berry bushes, now naked; and rows of
savoys and winter cabbages, in beds, bor-
dered with thrift, parsley, and strawberry



DOCTOR ALLEIGHT was at home, having
just returned from a fatiguing ride; and
now, after having fed and watered his
horse, had just sat down, with his wife and
children around him, to tea. "Come in,
my good fellow, Higgins," said he, calling
from the parlour to the shop; "sit you


down; for all's well, I hope, at home; and
you can tell me the rest of the news at
your leisure, while I take my tea. How
are Nelly and Jemmy ? You know I told
you I should take Jemmy in my way to the
Beech-trees this evening, and I had not
forgotten you; but I have had somewhat of
a journey since."
No hurry, Doctor," replied Higgins,
" or Nelly shall bring up the child in the
morning; for there is no occasion to
trouble you for our house, where we ail
but little, if anything; only you are always
better than good."
"Oh, never mind," returned Dr. All-
right; "I ought to go to the Beech-trees,
which will only be stretching my legs after
my ride; and if your work is over for the
day, perhaps you will have no objection to
sit a little, till I am ready to walk with
you. By the way, will you take a cup of
tea ?"
"No, I thank you, sir; for, to say the
truth, I just took up my hat after my own
tea, to come as far as your house."
"Ah! well, so it is; the use of tea


keeps spreading and spreading. I rejoice
to find a hard-working man like you not
above sipping tea. You see that I am a tea-
drinker; and I assure you that I approve
of the use of it as part of our diet, though
many cautions are to be given, and though
children should be pretty much kept from
tea. But I am thinking only of the general
use which the plant acquires. The Chinese,
the Tartars, and all Central Asia, are drink-
ing tea. Tea finds its way to St. Peters-
burg and the Baltic by the Great Wall ot
China, and to the rest of. Europe, as also to
Africa and America, by the ocean. For
many years past tea has been a part of the
regular allowance in the Navy, to the re-
duction of corresponding portions of grog;
an event which, in my time, would have
thrown Jack Tar into consternation. But
I remember sleeping, one night, at a farm-
house on the coast of North America,
where the young women at breakfast-time
said that they had risen at three o'clock
the same morning to make tea for the men,
who were at work at salt-hay-making in
the marshes. The refreshing qualities, at


least, of tea are pretty generally acknow-
ledged, and I can tell you that I feel
them already; for though I was up all last
night, and have had two rough rides to-day,
I find myself a new man already, and
ready to travel abroad with you."
"I must inform you, Doctor," said
Higgins, "that I came here partly to get
something for a poor strange dog that has
been very ill-used, and that ran into, my
cottage this afternoon, and has been there
ever since. I had a kind of hope, too, that
perhaps you would have the goodness just
to look at the poor dog's leg, which is very
much swelled, so that I cannot make myself
sure whether it is broken or not. But I
must beg your pardon, sir; yet I know you
won't think that I want to make you a
But you shall make me a dog-doctor,
or a cat-doctor, or a rat-doctor, or a doctor
for anything that is sick," replied Allright,
with vivacity; "and you know me better,
Higgins, and I know you better, than to
make any story of that kind necessary
between you and me. My particular pro-


fession is the relieving of bodily pain,
wherever bodily pain is susceptible of re-
lief; and though dogs and cats cannot pay
the doctor, I hope that I shall never refuse,
even to them, my best assistance. But I
must not go on too fast," continued the
good Doctor; "in this case I am only a
consulting surgeon. The dog knew the
right doctor's house when he entered yours
instead of mine; for he cannot be in better
hands. I don't forget your cure, either, of
the brown mare or of poor old Rover."
The good Doctor, many years before,
had retired from the variable life of a
surgeon of marines, to matrimony and a
moderate (though highly-esteemed) prac-
tice in this village. But it is only fair to
state, that his remarks were not given
without some interruption, from the eager-
ness which both wife and children evinced
to know whether or not the unfortunate
stranger at Higgins's cottage was the iden-
tical dog that, only a few hours before, had
been barbarously treated by Joe Butcher and
the young Squire. As all this, however, was
the first that Higgins had heard of any-


thing likely to throw light upon the con-
dition in which Keeper had reached his
cottage, he could do no more than express
his opinion that Keeper was the actual
dog in debate, whose misfortunes had
become a matter of interest to the Allright
family, as two of the children, George and
Eliza, were scholars at Goody Teachwell's,
and had seen the cruel chase of Keeper.
This led to a promise that George and
Eliza Allright should visit Nelly at the
cottage the next morning, to condole with
the poor ill-used dog. Dr. Allright's boy,
indeed, had been a witness to the fray on
his way home; and upon being called into
the parlour, and asked for a description of
the strange dog, little doubt remained that
Keeper was the dog himself.
Higgins, by this time, had helped the
Doctor to put on his great-coat; but, in
making his bow to Mrs. Allright, on taking
leave, he repeated his apologies for the
presumption he thought himself guilty of,
in asking the worthy Doctor to look at a
dog. "James," said then the benevolent
Allright, "my calling, as a doctor, consists


in the practice of relieving the bodily suf-
ferings and dangers of individuals of my
own species; but my duty, and your duty,
as a man, consists in the practice of reliev-
ing the bodily sufferings of creatures of all
species. Pain and infirmity are the misfor-
tunes to be removed, whether in man, or in
any other sensitive creature. I am going,
therefore, to visit the canine stranger at
your house, not so much as a doctor, as
simply as a man who happens also to be a
doctor. A great number of those who
teach the virtue of compassion to the
animal tribes, seem to teach it only upon
the ground, that the habit of cruelty to
animals leads to a habit of cruelty toward
our fellow-men; and thus, as it were, to
make mercy to animals no more than a sort
of experimental mercy: a school in which
mercy to mankind is to be taught, or
barbarity to mankind discouraged, by a
round-about process. But you and I see
all this from a different point of view. We
know that it is our fellow-creatures at large,
and not exclusively our fellow-men, that
must receive continual proofs of our mercy.


You see here," pursued Dr. Allright, taking
a candle from the tea-table, and carrying it
to one of a set of prints which, framed and
glazed, adorned his parlour, you see here
five admirable French engravings from pic-
tures illustrating and recommending the
'Five Works of Mercy;' that is, 'Clothing
the Naked,' 'Feeding the Hungry,' 'Visit-
ing the Prisoner,' 'Visiting the Sick,' and
'Burying the Dead;' but we should stop
only at a shallow perspective of the human
duties referred to, and adopt but a slender
commentary on the great texts which enjoin
them, if we did not believe that the obliga-
tion is to do these things for all that need,
whether man or beast. If we think our-
selves the images of God, we must make
ourselves such in mind and in sentiment,
not less than in body. What God has not
thought unworthy of being made, and
what God has made to be at ease and to be
happy, it cannot be unworthy of man to
take care of, and contribute to keep in
possession of comfort and happiness."


THE Doctor and Higgins now started to-
gether, and, turning the corner, went down
the lane that led to both Higgins's and the
Beech-trees; the latter an ornamental resi-
dence contiguous to the Westhams', and
the dwelling of Colonel Braveman and his
family. The night was clear and somewhat
sharp; the moon and stars shone in the
heavens; the shadows of the hedge of haw-
thorn, overtopped with lofty elms, lay almost
across the road, and confined the silver
light nearly to the ground below; and the
two wayfarers, just emerging out of a warm
room, moved at a quick pace, spurred
onward by the cold of an autumnal evening.
During the few minutes thus occupied,
Doctor Alhight gave Higgins some orders
for trifling jobs which he wished performed,
appointed him to come the next morning
to look at the mare's off fore-foot, and con-
sulted with him on a little contrivance to
be executed in iron, and requiring some
share of ingenuity.


"James," said Dr. Allright, almost as
soon as he had inquired after the health of
Nelly and the child, and praised the cheer-
ful fire before him, "I might have told you
sooner that our good rector is so much
pleased with the invisible fence, in which,
as he says, you have shown so much good
taste, at the Beech-trees, that he has given
up his original purpose of getting his own
from London, and has commissioned me to
desire your master to take his orders, and
particularly to request that you may be sent
to him to talk about the plan.
"And now," continued the same speaker,
"where is my new patient ?"-for Keeper,
at the entrance of a second stranger, had
arisen from the hearth, but, being told to
be quiet, contented himself with limping
back to his previous corner in the dark.
The light of the candle was then thrown
upon Keeper. James held his head, while
the Doctor made some little examination of
his hurts, applauded Higgins's mode of treat-
ment, and recommended the simple continu-
ance of quiet till the morning. Keeper, in
short, was encouraged to return to the hearth.


Upon the same hearth, as usual, were the
two kittens, Teemy and.Feeny. These, too,
like Keeper, had been disturbed by the en-
trance of Higgins and the Doctor, and, after
a few moments spent in thoroughly awaking
themselves from a nap which, almost in the
arms of each other, they had been mutually
enjoying, were now seated face to face,
reciprocally licking each other's cheeks,
throats, and ears.
Even in the exchange, however, of these
reciprocal acts of kindness, the diversity
of character of the two kittens was distinctly
and strikingly apparent. Feeny was all
ardour and vigour. He licked the face, the
pole of the head, the ears, and the throat of
his more delicate brother Teemy so forcibly,
that he obliged Teemy to bend and twist in
various directions under the discipline; while
Teemy, in returning the obligation, went
through the work so gently and delibe-
rately, as if the deed were merely an act of
proper civility.
I cannot help observing the remark-
able particular," said the Doctor, that
these kittens do not lick for each other any


part but such as neither can lick for
"It is always so, sir," replied Nelly;
" unless, indeed, at some special times, when
Feeny, in his great eagerness and kindness,
extends his anxiety further, and licks Teemy
at least half-way down the back; but Teemy,
for his share, never wastes his strength in
any such excess of solicitude to make every-
thing as it should be !"
We have been much amused, sir,"
said Higgins, "with the different disposi-
tions and different manners of acting of
these two kittens, from the moment of their
birth till now. They are very fond of each
other, and nothing can be more beautiful
than the graceful forms which they display
while lying asleep together. In this posi-
tion or that, they always seek to derive
warmth from each other: often one places
its throat and chin in the hollow of the
other's neck; but, group themselves as they
will, the dark brown-gray of the one, and
the deep fawn-colour of the other, form a
contrast, and yet a harmony, exceedingly
agreeable to the eye."


They look very beautifully just now,"
returned the Doctor, "and I am quite
attracted by the two countenances, and by
the whole accompanying demeanour;-the
busy, powerful, and right-earnest eagerness
of your fawn-coloured and strong-limbed
Feeny; and the mild, patient, and yielding
aspect of the striped and mottled Teemy-
for so I find you christen the little one!"
The little one," resumed Higgins, "is
striped after the wild cat or zebra fashion;
but though Feeny is red or carroty through-
out, and though the differences of shade are
less remarkable in his coat than in that of
the other, still, upon looking more atten-
tively, it is seen that the same stripes are
marked in the fawn-coloured fur of Feeny
as in the gray fur of Teemy. But the diffe-
rence of colour in the two coats is less
remarkable than that of their substances or
texture: Teemy's from the first, and as it
still continues, was short, and as soft as
silk; while Feeny's was abundant, and as
rough as cotton."
"You have made such minute and
curious observations on your two kittens,"


said the Doctor, that I am quite anxious
to hear all the rest that occurs to your
recollection. It has not escaped you, I
see, to take notice of their differences of
bodily and mental constitution."
"Well, Doctor," replied Higgins, I will
take leave to add, that after the difference
of the textures of the coats, the next has
always shown itself in the strength of their
limbs, the shape of their heads, and the
expression of their faces. Teemy, together
with his silken hair, has small and delicately-
made limbs, a rounded head, and high and
full forehead, and a pointed nose; in short,
a head rather foxish. Feeny, on the
other hand, has large, strong limbs, a flat
forehead, and broad, square nose, some-
thing after the manner of the bull-dog. I
may say, indeed, that Feeny always seemed
born to a world of care and difficulty,
and as if he were to live only by his
labour, and by continual effort and industry.
While yet a suckling, he might have been
thought to have the charge of a family upon
his shoulders. Had his face belonged to
a she-cat, I should have prognosticated a


careful and anxious mother; while in Feeny
himself there has seemed only the promise
of a strong and indefatigable mouser or
general hunter."
"You say well, a general hunter; for
the cat is an animal of pretty general prey.
Last winter I was at a friend's where puss
brought home a snipe !"
And had she been into the marshes to
catch it, sir?" inquired Nelly.-" A cat, that
is so much afraid of wetting her feet ?"
It is certainly singular, that though
the cat is so nice about wetted feet, she
owes a great part of her natural prey to the
water itself. She is, as you know, rave-
nously fond of fish; and in North America
there is even an animal, of the cat kind,
which is called the Fisher, from its seeking
its subsistence among the finny broods.
The cat, somehow or other, manages to
reconcile the two inclinations, though she
has thus brought upon herself the proverbial
remark, that 'The cat loves fish, but she is
afraid to wet her feet;' -an adage to which
Shakspeare makes Lady Macbeth refer when
.she upbraids her husband with his 'holy'


hesitation to win the Scottish crown by the
murder of the king; 'letting,' says she,
SI would not wait upon I would,
Like the poor cat i' th' adage!' "
"Will the cat, then, go into the water
after fish?"
As little, I fancy, as she can help.
Her plan appears to be, to sit by its side,
and strike at fish with her hooked claws, as
men spear salmon. Sometimes, however,
an accident must befal her; and it is under
such circumstances that she has occasion
for every one of her nine lives You have
read Gray's ode on the cat which was
drowned in the vessel of gold and silver
fish ?-Indeed, it is probably to be ascribed
to the cat's determined aversion to water,
in spite of her relish of the prey which it
offers, that the superstition has arisen, that
neither cat nor witch (and the superstition
makes cat and witch the same thing !) can
cross a running stream."
Can you explain to us, sir," said Nelly,
"what has been the origin of the notion
that cats are witches, or witches cats, or that
eats have any connection with witchcraft ?"


"If you ask scholars," replied Doctor
Allright, they will be almost sure to carry
you to their books, and there to leave you !
Those gentlemen seldom think of nature;
or, if they do, they think of it only as art
permits. To look at art through nature is
but a small part of their plan : their rule is,
chiefly, to look at nature through art.
Putting the learning of scholars, there-
fore, for one instant, aside, and trusting to
the history of men and of nature, we shall
find the simple case to be this :-The super-
stition of witchcraft is a remain of the pagan
worship of the moon, considered as a living
body and person and a deity, and known to
the Greeks under the names of Diana,
Hecate, etc. Hecate was the moon, as seen
by night. But, in the pursuit of that ana-
logy, or those agreements of things, of
which erroneous notions long made mankind
exceedingly and absurdly fond, everything
that 'loved night,' and especially that
'loved the moon,' was joined, in imagina-
tion, with the moon, and even said to
worship the moon. But cats prowl by night,
and especially upon fine or moonlight nights ;


for stormy nights are not agreeable even to
cats, a distinction consistent with that taken
by Shakspeare, who, describing a tempes-
tuous night, observes,
' Things that love night, love not such nights as these.'
But the remains of the pagan worship of
the moon still tincture our popular super-
stitions; those who are imagined to be
witches are the successors of the ancient
priestesses of the moon; cats love, or
worship (as says superstition), the moon;
the power of transformation from human
into animal shapes, and back again into
human, is one of the dreams of super-
stition; and thus, and thus only, cats and
witches are supposed to be related. The
origin of the whole is, that cats prowl by
night,' and love the moon ;' and the origin,
too, of all similar things, must be looked for
in natural qualities and habits, and not in
the mere words of books."
Oh, sir!" said Nelly, "now I com-
prehend better than ever I did before the
meaning of a wild story, which my dear old
grandmother used to tell me when I was a
very little girl, about a cat that flew up the


chimney. It used to frighten me more than
I can describe, but I often asked granny to
tell it over again !"
And what was the story, Nelly ? for
I love these wild stories, as you call them,
and especially when they relate to animals.
They connect and embellish human and
animal history by the links and charms of
imagination; they give us the history of
human ideas, and often, too, that of the
habits of animals !"
Oh it was a very silly story, and I
am ashamed of having mentioned it. My
poor grandmother used to say, that she
often heard of an old man, who was a farmer
in the same village a long time before she
was born, who was coming home from market
one dark night, and somehow or other he
missed his way, and got among the ruins of
the old abbey, still standing by the side of
the river; and as the old man was groping
his way among the ruins, quite close to the
chancel, what should he hear but an odd
sort of a noise, and presently a great mew-
ing and wailing, as if made by hundreds of
cats; and presently the moon shone out,


and then he saw a great procession of cats
coming towards him, all on their hind legs
and following a little coffin with a pall, and
upon the pall a royal crown! And then,.
somehow or other, he thought he heard the
cats say that their King was dead, and that
this was his funeral! But now comes the
terrifying part. The old man managed to
get safe home the same evening, and was
sitting on one side of the fire, and his wife
on the other; and so he began telling his
wife what a strange sight he had seen, and
how much he had been frightened, and all
this while the old farmer's wife's Tom-cat
(that she had had a long while, and that
was always a capital cat for mice, but some-
how had always a very strange look with
him) was lying stretched upon the hearth,
and seemingly fast asleep. But no sooner
had Old John (for so he was always called)
just said the words, that the cats were
burying their King, than Old Tom-cat
cried, 'Then I am King of the Cats,'
with a sneeze and a shake of the ears; and
up the chimney he went in an instant, and
the old woman never saw Tom any more."


"Oh, no," said Doctor Allright; Tom
from that time forward, no doubt, had
other employment than those of catching
mice and lapping milk in a farm-house i"

"WELL !" continued the good-natured Doc.
tor, "that is certainly an excellent story,
and one that used to frighten, I dare be
bound, your grandmother's grand-daughter
out of her little wits !"
"Oh, yes, it made me terribly afraid of
every Tom-cat; for, as my grandmother
seemed to think, it was only the Tom-cats
that were witches."
Doctor, you have spoken of one pro-
verb concerning the cat, perhaps you can
tell us something in reference to another;
namely, that 'A cat may look at a king.'"
The cat, as you know, frequently looks
at persons with great steadfastness; and,
after understanding the superstitious im-
portance attached to all the movements and


habits of the cat, we are not to wonder if
the steadfast looks of the cat have often been
received both with anxiety and with appre-
hension. But the cat will look; she makes
no distinction of persons; her looks are and
must be endured; and hence the proverb,

'If a cat may look at a king;
Sure I may look at a worser thing!'

Talking, however, of the looks of cats, and
of the uneasiness which they have caused,
I remember an old lady who was once
seriously disquieted for months because
dear Tulip had looked at her, as she said,
long and steadily, a proceeding which she
interpreted as showing that she, the mis-
tress, was soon to die; for Tulip loved her,
she added, so tenderly that he was taking a
long, last look I am happy, nevertheless,
to be able to join to this anecdote an
assurance that both mistress and cat sur-
vived the alarming event for several years,
so that Tulip had time for many more last
looks; and that, when death did at last
separate the two friends, it was the cat, and
not the mistress, that died.


"But, 'I expect her, every day, to
speak,'" continued the Doctor, "and, 'she
is not like a cat,' she is not like other cats,'
'she is .. '.. '7 .ri more than a cat, I am sure,'
is the language of many a good woman con-
cerning her cat; and not of good women
only, but of all possessors of cats, from
Whittington to the present day.
"If we are to sum up the whole,"
added Doctor Allright, "it is the share of
reason, and of sympathy with the human
race and human wants and inclinations,
which really belong to the cat, that are at
the bottom of all the superstition and of
all the seeming marvel; and yet, if the cat
had not derived from nature this degree of
resemblance to ourselves, and this sympathy
with human wants and feelings, how should
she ever have become the familiar inmate
of our houses ? Depend upon it, that all
those animals which readily live in our
society, have more or less natural resem-
blance to ourselves It is true that they
cannot speak-that is, that they cannot
articulate our words; but we understand
their cries and voices without the aid of


words, and they, upon their part, under-
stand our words, not as words, but as cries,
and as sounds of our voice, and therefore as
expressions of our feelings. To understand
our feelings, however, they must feel like
us; for there can be no id: ;i-._i.
where.there is no sympathy, or sameness of
feeling. And these observations, therefore,
James, lead us back again to that of which
we were lately speaking; I mean, our duty
of kindness to animals. If animals feel like
ourselves, their feelings, therefore, are to
be treated in the same manner as our own,
For my part, after the remark that I have
made, I hardly know how to call animals
'dumb;' but, if dumb' they are, I must
consider them as no other than our dumb
friends. They live with us; they sym-
pathise with us; they attach themselves to
us; they lament with us; they rejoice with
us ; they understand much of what concerns
us; they feel hot and cool, and soft and
rough; and kind and unkind, like ourselves;
and I cannot think (knowing those truths
as intimately as we do) that we should per-
mit ourselves to act as if these truths were


not such, only because the animals cannot
tell us of them in words The poor dog
here, before your fire, feels exactly as a man
would feel, who had first been ill-used, and
then hospitably received and solaced, among
strangers.-But all this while, James, we
are interrupting the history of your two
kittens, which I must really listen to before
I go to the Beech-trees."
"I am ashamed to talk so much about
two kittens," returned James; "but since
you do them and me the honour to hear, I
shall go on. I was saying, that Feeny has
always seemed as if born to seek his bread,
and to seek it morning, noon, and night;
and I contrast this with the looks and
manner of Teemy, who might equally seem
to have been born without a care, and as if
designed to have all his wants supplied
without a thought. And this difference is
shown not only in the faces, but in their
whole deportment as well.
"But everything about Feeny, in the
meantime, displays strength and self-de-
pendence; while everything about Teemy
marks feebleness, both of body and mind.


Poor Teemy seems to be all nerves, and
Feeny to have none. Their opposite man-
ners of taking milk are highly charac-
teristic; and they began with the first
suckling and continue invariably to this
moment. With Feeny, both sucking and
lapping have always been business, and
nothing has ever diverted him from either.
When sucking, he sucked vehemently, and
without intermission, from first to last; but
Teemy, at the same time, was always gentle
in the manner, and interrupted by the
slightest accident. At present, if a saucer
of milk is set before them (for they take
milk kindly together, though with the
smallest scraps of meat they fly away from
each other, and growl all the time they eat
in each other's presence), both heads are
immediately in the saucer, and Feeny's
never out of it, till either the saucer is licked,
or-far rarer occurrence-Feeny can drink
no more But Teemy, all the time, can be
diverted from the milk by the most insig-
nificant noise or movement;-always sen-
sitive, always on the alarm, as it were, and
the watch;-while Feeny continues lapping


as fast as his great tongue can move, and
leaves everything about him to happen as
it may !
Along, too, with this comparative
indifference to the quantity of food, Teemy
is particularly nice as to its quality. The
crying stomach of Feeny seems to make him
ready for everything; while the moderation
of Teemy enables him to be choice. It is
common to see Teemy leave off, as if he
should say, 'I have had enough;' but a
similar discretion in Feeny would be very
uncommon, very inexplicable indeed.
"There is one eatable, however, of
which both kittens are ravenously fond, and
which puts them both on a footing of
equality, and that is, boiled spinach! If
hot from the saucepan, it is reluctantly that
they desist from meddling with it; but
when convinced that it will burn them, it is
amusing to see how anxiously they will
both sit down, with the hot spinach between
them, to wait for its cooling.
With respect to their food also, I am
struck with the visible difference, or at least
the temporary effects, of animal and vege-


table diets respectively upon their animal
spirits. With vegetable food they will go
on, very well fed, from week's end to
week's end; but, upon that diet, we have
very little violence of play. Give them,
however, a meal of flesh-meat, and very
speedily the house cannot contain their
gambols. Their usual games are sham
fights, in which, nevertheless, they are
commonly careful not to hurt each other,
and which usually end, first with licking,
and then with sleep. But give them a
meal of flesh-meat, and they mutually scour
over the floor, perch upon the backs of
chairs, run into the garden and the road,
ascend the trees, and pounce upon each
other, and bite and kick, till the house and
neighbourhood ring with their screams,.to
which presently succeeds-spitting. In a
word, with animal food they are intoxicated.
I have observed a similar symptom, too, in
older cats."
You are perfectly right there," inter-
rupted the Doctor; "and it might do no
harm if our own species always remembered
what constitutes the intoxication of an


animal dish, and partook of it, therefore, the
more moderately! You see, in the example
of your kittens, how highly stimulant is
animal food; and it is not to be wished
that any of us should indulge in it to the
excess, that either the stimulus wears us
away with slow fever, or that we become
deadened to its effects. This, too, from
the example of your kittens, is particularly
applicable to the young of our own species.
But your kittens play much with each
Oh, yes; and in that respect the beauty
of a kitten's playfulness cannot be properly
judged of when, as is more usual, it is
without a kitten-companion. They play,
too, and they quarrel, just like children;
and sometimes, as with children, the cause
of quarrel is too rough play. Feeny, as you
will suppose, is more commonly the offender
in this particular. Biting or kicking too
hard, the other squalls violently, and then
spits. Whenever the cat is really hurt or
frightened, it spits. The cat spits at the
dog through fear."
"It is remarkable," said the Doctor,


" that the camel is the only other animal,
besides the cat, which spits, and upon the
same occasions. And this spitting of the
camel is one of the peculiarities which iden-
tify, as species of camel, the three animals
of Peru called the guanaco, paca, and lama,
respectively, which have been idly described
as Peruvian sheep."
"Their quarrels, however, are short,
and never remembered; and their general
good-humour, forbearance, and even kind-
ness to each other (except as to the article
of flesh-meat, which calls out all their sel-
fishness-for they can peaceably eat all
vegetables in company), are endearing, and
enough even to excite emulation, and to
shame the opposites, in the human race.
It is whimsical, occasionally, in the mean-
time, to see them (from some apparent flaw
of temper) suddenly, while sitting face to
face, lift a paw, and sometimes rise on
their hind legs, to give each other, with
the talons set inward, a slap on the cheek.
In doing this, I have uniformly observed
that they never strike at the eyes, nor at
the nose, where they might inflict wounds,


but only among the hair upon the side of
the face. Moreover, two or three pats are
all, and these given, Feeny begins to blink
his eyes, and then to lick the chin, throat,
or ears of his brother, as if to restore
friendship. But it is chiefly in the patience
with which they leave the best place to the
possessor, whichever it may be (a struggle
for food out of the question), that I admire
their gentleness and resignation. No push-
ing, no crowding, no violence, no intem-
perance; but, if the best is taken, the next
best is always good enough. From the
time when their mother casts them off, they
have seemed like two united and loving
little orphans, travelling onward together
hand in hand, and comforting and caring
for each other. And is this a real provision
of nature ? Is the transitory season of ma-
ternal tenderness designed to be succeeded
by another transitory season of brotherly
assistance ?"




"AND the same superiority of bodily strength
of which," continued Higgins, "I have
spoken, is apparently evinced in the dif-
ferent modes by which the two kittens
(unless when sleeping together) respectively
seek to sleep in warm situations. Feeny is
content with, and prefers, any woollen or
other cloth, upon which he can curl himself
round, leaving his back exposed; but
Teemy creeps withinside the fender, and
risks the singeing of his coat, for the sake
of showing his back to the fire."
"Your remark upon Feeny's sitting
or lying upon a woollen or other cloth, re-
minds me," interrupted the Doctor, "of a
habit which is shared both by cat and dog;
I mean that of placing themselves upon
even the smallest piece of paper, rather
than upon no bed at all: for it is evidently
a bed that they seek, and that, for the sake
of warmth beneath them, willingly (while in
a robust and healthy state) leaving their


backs to brave the atmosphere. And the
pertinacity with which animals always avail
themselves of the nearest approach to what
they want is highly worthy of remark.
Exposed in a field, the horse, or ox, or sheep
will place itself on the sheltered side of a
tree or post. The shelter obtained may be
next to none; but if it be the best within
reach, it is sure to be clung to. In like
manner, a dog or cat possesses itself of the
smallest scrap of paper for a bed, in pre-
ference to no bed whatever; and especially
so if it is to lie upon a cold horse-hair chair
or sofa. It takes to the stuffed horse-hair
in preference to the floor; but it obstinately
avails itself of even a scrap of paper, in the
way of protection from the glossy and cold
horse-hair. Paper, doubtless,'is a kind of
linen, or cloth; and the dog and cat accept
it in that quality."
"The fondness of the cat for sitting
upon cloth, or upon paper, recommends it,
no doubt, though in the midst of busy occu-
pation, both to females when at needlework,
and to men at their books or papers, and
thus to the sedentary and the studious. I


dare say, sir, you have often found that you
cannot lay an open book upon your table,
but your cat must sit upon the very page
you wish to read; nor write a letter, but
puss must compose herself, at furthest, upon
the opposite page ?"
"Yes; or else strike at the nib of your
pen with her paw. And then how patiently
we submit to all this waywardness of ani-
mals. How easily they enslave us I attri-
bute our submission to the quiet perseverance
of the animal upon the one hand, and to our
fancied difficulty in talking to it upon the
other. Its patience excludes provocation;
its perseverance wears out denial; and since
we think that we cannot make it understand
our pleasure, we resign ourselves to its own.
It was this feeling of the unteachableness of
his' dog, Diamond, that made Sir Isaac
Newton submit, with so much mildness, to
the loss of the valuable manuscripts which
the former had destroyed. Ah, Diamond,'
said he, 'if you did but know all the mis-
chief you have done!' However, animals
are more easily taught what they should,
or should not do, and have even a quicker


apparent sense of abstract right and wrong
than we sometimes imagine."
That I am sure of," said Nelly; "and
none can show it more distinctly than these
kittens. Not only is it the drollest thing in
the world to see Feeny submitting to cor-
rection, and persevering in his fault, at one
and the same moment; crouching his ears,
half sinking his eyelids, and putting on a
truly penitential face, if he is chastised, or
accused of theft, or greediness at a plate,
and yet taking a fresh morsel, with his
teeth, or with his paw, at the same instant;
but, what I have often observed between
both, when anything wrong has been done
in my absence, is just what would also be
seen in two human creatures. Let me enter
the room, and see the two, perhaps, sitting
(what is unusual) apart, upon the hearth,
with every appearance of discomfort and of
waiting anxiety in the figure of one or the
other, or of both; and let me find that
something wrong has been done, and so
begin to scold and, if both have offended,
both will fly, while, if only one, the guilty
one will instantly resign all the comforts of


the fireside, and take to his heels, while his
innocent companion remains in his place, a
perfect stranger to fear."
Exactly !" cried Dr. Allright; "'Twas
guilt created fear,' as the Roman poet
teaches; and when you tell me of your
innocent kitten sitting unperturbed by the
voice of wrath, and undismayed by the noise
and the motion, perhaps, of your broom-
stick, I cannot help recalling Horace's vir-
tuous man, fearless even at the overthrow of
the universe:

'He, unconcerned, would hear the mighty crash,
And stand secure amid the war of worlds !'

But how daily, in short, do we not see
similar things among children; and how
precisely similar is the conduct of your
kittens to that of the negro thief, who alone,
among a score, put his hand to his nose
when told that the oracle had said that the
offender would be found with a ring upon
that conspicuous part of his face Such,
then, are the blessings of innocence, and
such the troubles of guilt; and how.strictly
alike their operation, whether in men or


women, boys or girls, puppies or kittens !-
"Twas guilt created fear.'"
There is still another part of the be-
haviour of the two kittens," resumed Hig-
gins, "which it may be worth while to
speak of in relation to their sense of faults.
If one of them makes a slop or dirt, nay, if
a slop is accidentally made, without re-
proach either to the one or the other, one
or both will scratch the floor, and endea-
vour to cover it, and whine, either in com-
plaint or in apprehension, at the difficulty,
or rather at the impracticability of the task,
as if fearing to be falsely charged with the
offence! Lady Macbeth cannot more anxi-
ously rub her hand to remove the spot. I
shall trouble you, sir, with only one further
trait of distinction between Feeny and
Teemy, derived, as I think, like the other
distinctions, from superior vital strength in
the former; and consisting in the warmth
of his attachment to myself, which mani-
fests itself so decidedly as to make it, with
his gluttony, the second feature of his
"There are many persons who have

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