Whence Hurlyburlybuss came was a mystery when you departed from the
Land of Lakes, and a mystery it long remained. He appeared here, as
Mango Capac did in Peru, and Quetzalcohuatl among the Aztecas, no one
knew from whence. He made himself acquainted with all the philofelists
of the family—attaching himself more particularly to Mrs. Lovell, but
he never attempted to enter the house, frequently disappeared for
days, and once since my return for so long a time that he was actually
believed to be dead and veritably lamented as such. The wonder was
whither did he retire at such times—and to whom did he belong; for
neither I in my daily walks, nor the children, nor any of the servants
ever by any chance saw him anywhere except in our own domain. There
was something so mysterious in this, that in old times it might have
excited strong suspicion, and he would have been in danger of passing
for a Witch in disguise, or a familiar. The mystery however was solved
about four week's ago, when as we were returning from a walk up the
Greta, Isabel saw him on his transit across the road and the wall from
Shulicrow, in a direction toward the Hill. But to this day we are
ignorant who has the honour to be his owner in the eye of the law; and
the owner is equally ignorant of the high favour in which
Hurlyburlybuss is held, of the heroic name which he has obtained, and
that his fame has extended far and wide—even unto Norwich in the East,
and Escott and Crediton and Kellerton in the West, yea—that with
Rumpelstilzchen he has been celebrated in song, by some hitherto
undiscovered poet, and that his glory will go down to future
generations.
The strong enmity which unhappily subsists between these otherwise
gentle and most amiable cats, is not unknown to you. Let it be imputed
as in justice it ought, not to their individual characters (for Cats
have characters,—and for the benefit of philosophy, as well as
_felisophy_, this truth ought generally to be known) but to the
constitution of Cat nature,—an original sin, or an original necessity,
which may be only another mode of expressing the same thing:
Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere,
Nor can one purlieu brook a double reign
Of Hurlyburlybuss and Rumpelstilzchen.
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