184. THE LAND OF PLUCK

watching these talented cats,— painting, chess-playing and
all that,— shook her head solemnly. “I dunno as it’s
right,” she said; “it’s onnatural—cuttin’ about and actin’
like Christians as they do.”

Tib stood on his hind legs at this, and Miss Moffit shook

 

paws with Pimpkins —as well she might.

So ended Uncle Jack’s true story. While telling it he
had always, at the right moment, presented May and Mabel
with the fitting photograph so that they might see exactly
how these Brighton cats appeared in each scene.

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DOING PENANCE.