29 FEBRUARY 1896, Page 15

ITO THE EDITOR OF THE "SPECTATOR "1 S/R, - 1 venture to

send you the following story of an Irish terrier which belonged to my late father, a well-known Cambridge man. One day at lunch, whilst 'Snap's' attention was for a moment diverted from his plate, our favourite cat managed to purloin some of his choicest chicken-bones. On -discovering what had happened, the dog at once " made " for puss; but my father said,—" Snap,' remember you are not to hart pussy," and all was peace again. Later in the after. 'noon, however, the sound of vehement cat-language proceed- ing from the lawn called us to the window, and we beheld 4Snap ' holding puss fast with his paws in spite of her struggles, whilst he deliberately, and evidently with the greatest satisfaction, licked her far the wrong way.—I am,