A CAT-STORY.
[To THE EDITOR OP THE " SPECTITOR."] Sra,—May I add to your animal stories a striking instance of that spirit of jealousy which insists on all or none? I had a cat which had long been an inmate of the house, and received all the attentions which it is well known old maids lavish on such animals. Finding the mice were more than one cat could attend to, I secured a kitten, and wished to keep the two. My cat was indignant, and in very plain language requested the kitten to go. I endeavoured to make peace, lifted both on to the table, and expostulated with puss. She listened with a sullen expression, and then suddenly gave a claw at the kitten's eye. I scolded and beat her, upon which she left the house and I never saw her again.—I am, Sir, &c., DOROTHEA BEALE.
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