FELINE SAGACITY.
[To THE EDITOR OF THE "SPECTATOR."' Sin,—My second daughter, aged twelve, is the patroness of cats—and indeed of all other quadrupeds in my establishment. During her absence the cat visited us irregularly, but on the morning of the day on which my daughter returned, after being away a month—and well in advance of the train— the cat took up her accustomed place on my daughter's bed, judiciously choosing the one of three in the same room, where she knew she would meet with the warmest welcome. I hope that my official designation will vouch for my veracity. If not, my servants can attest the truth of the above.—I am,
(Vicar of Caversham.)
Caversham Vicarage, Reading, September 131h.