JET AND SNOWFLAKE.

Snowflake— GOOD evening, pretty Pussy Cat, I’m glad to find you here, I want a playfellow so much, there’s nothing you need fear. I knew that you were coming soon, for pretty Mistress May Told me she had a pussy-cat that would be here to-day. “Snowflake,” she said, and gave my head a gentle pat. “I hope that you’ll be very kind to my new pussy-cat, She’s really handsome, you will see, her coat is black as jet, But, Snowflake, please remember now, that you’re my earliest pet.” Jet— Oh, doggie, doggie, I’m afraid, you’ll bark and growl and fight, You’ll look so very angry that you’ll put me in a fright. All cats, you know, are timid things, but if you will be kind, I’ll be the merriest playfellow that ever you can find. Snowflake— O pussy! I should be afraid to frighten you at all, For I’m a big, strong dog, and you, well, really, you are small. You are quite black, except for one white spot upon your breast; I’m glad you are not a tortoise-shell, I like black cats the best. Jet— Yes, you are white, and I am black, we go together well, Now do you see that from my neck there hangs this little bell; Your pretty mistress gave it me, and said: “Now little Jet, To frighten all the mice away, be sure you don’t forget.” Snowflake— Ah! what is that? I hear a sound, ’tis pretty Mistress May; Now, Jet, be good, and let her see you know how to obey. Her eyes are blue, her cheeks are pink, her dress is soft as silk, She is bringing me a fine big bone, and you some nice warm milk.