When scolded for some trifling misdoing, or threatened with denial of
some expected pleasure, no so-called brute could show more pitying
glances. His grief was often heart-rending to behold. Prostrate upon
the ground or carpet, or in what place soever he chanced to be,
he would moan and moan for hours together, and only consent to be
comforted when the burden was lifted from off his soul by a kind word
spoken, a smiling look given, or a quick, hearty shake of his delicate
paw. When happy, and it did not take much to make him happy, he was
full of life and vivacity, capering and prancing about with the utmost
_abandon_, and doing his very best to show off his happiness and
pleasure. His eyes seemed kindled with a holy affection, and a blaze of
heavenly sunshine would appear to play over his features. I have seen
him, when in such mental agony, to actually shed tears, a sight that
never could fail to reach and melt the flintiest hearts. He knew and
understood every word that was spoken to him, and responded by a shake
of the head, or a low, soft bark. A conscience within told him the
right from the wrong, and though he sometimes knowingly erred, yet he
was always truly sorrowful for his sins afterwards.
There came a day, however, when the idol of the household went out
and never returned. Some unlucky event had doubtless befallen him, or
he had been spirited away to parts unknown. If living, I trust he is
being cared for as he richly deserves. He was a kind, gentle, loving
being, and I cannot help thinking that some day I shall meet him in the
beautiful world beyond the grave.
FELINE INTELLIGENCE.
Probably no creature has been more calumniated by man than the Domestic
Cat. While wonderful intellectual powers, as well as the most amiable
traits of character, have been accredited to the dog, and rightly so,
it seems rather strange that so little of good has been found to exist
in the subject of our sketch. She has been held up to reprobation as a
thoroughly selfish animal, seeking her own comfort rather than that of
others, and manifesting a stronger attachment to places than to owners.
Sly and treacherous as her untamed kindred of the forests and jungles
are known to be, she receives no higher commendation, and is even
accused of concealing her talons in her velvety paws when matters go
pleasantly with her, and ready to use them even upon her best friends
when crossed in her purposes.
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