THE HOMING INSTINCT OF A CAT.
(To rat Eorroa or rim Sercriron."3
have often heard of curious stories of wonderful retorts journeys made by cats and dogs to their masters or old homes, but I have never experienced thin myself until the other day. It happened thus. In February, 1916, our soldier son, while on leave from the front, bought,at Selfridge's, London, a beautiful Persian kitten as a present to his father, who is devoted to cats. Puss was called Marquis after his French corvine, this being (so our son said) the favourite name given to cats in France. In July of the same year our 'whole household moved to a town twelve miles from our home for a month's holiday. The day we arrived Marquis took fright, and to our great regret ran away and com- pletely disappeared. Oar distress was all the more intense when a week later our son laid down his life on the Somme. On November 10th. nearly one year and four months later, a lady brought a Persian cat to us which she found scratching at the window of her house a stone's-throw away from ours. It was Marquis, who at once walked of to the kitchen, where he formerly lived, seeming to recognize the household on the way. He took ape miff at his basket and curled himself in it again, and gene- roily behaved as if lie had never for a moment been absent.-
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