TWENTY-THIRD CATERWAUL
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The maid that had chased me out Fondled me as she carried me over Till my fur bristled.... The mice have Disappeared—I finished as luncheon was served, And sat by the serving-table. But the Joneses all ate so much That I wasn’t even noticed—and when I was, They sent me back to the Horton’s At once.... Mrs. Horton fed me herself!
