A Feline Mourner

I had a little dog, a Skye terrier, and soroe time after he carne ro rny house a ■wandering cat was added to the establishment. He was very kind to "Bessie, " as we called onr new inmate, and watched over her with great care, never allowing her to go ont by the front door, bt pushing her gently in when she attempted it, but they had many a romp together in the back garden. My dog died at the good oíd age of 13, and the cat monrned him like a hnmaii being, losing all her liveliness and moping about the house. About a year after the dog's death I desired the gardener toput turf over bis grave, as the house was let, and I f eared strangers raight dig there. To do this he began to leve! the earth over the grave and whenever the cat saw him digging there shegot intoamost excited state, frisking about in the wildest spirits; evideutly expecting that her kind companiou was to be restored to her. Her disappointment when he never appeared was trying to witness, and she has been a "sadder and a wiser" cat ever since, doing her dnty faithfully by the mice, but apparently expecting tJe pieasm-e m