illed Puss

Do look at the cat! why, what is she at?
She's catching a rat that's hid in Dick's hat.
Dick ran for a bat to knock him down flat,
But, crossing the mat the foolish young brat
Tripped up and fell flat, He half killed the cat
Instead of the rat, Hal cried out that that
Was just tit for tat.

[Illustration: Monkey Feeding Puss a Bottle of Ink.]

Puss and the Monkey

Says Mr. Monkey, giving a wink;
"It would be exceedingly funny, I think,
To catch the cat, and give her a drink,
Out of a great big bottle of ink."

So, suiting the action to word,
He caught up Puss, but she demurred;
And made such a noise you never heard,
And said it 'twas worse than eating a bird.

The Puss she didn't like ink at all!
She didn't like bottles great or small;
Ink to her was worse than gall,
And so she did nothing but spit, mew, and squall.
And that's all!

Sing Sing

Sing, sing, what shall I sing?
The cat has ate the pudding-string!
Do, do, what shall I do?
The cat has bit it quite in two.

Good Puss

Poor Puss, dear, lovely pretty puss,
Content at home to stay;
Thy pleasure's shown in gambol tricks
And loves to skip and play.

Grateful for every sup of milk,
And for every bit of meat;
Gives lively proof of gratitude
By singing while you eat.

See, how she cleans her sleeky skin!
A soil would prove a flow;
She licks her neck, her sides and back,
And don't forget her paw.

Mary's Puss Drowned

Mary had a little cat,
With long snow-white hair.
Such a merry little cat,
Jumping everywhere.

When Mary went to take a walk,
Pussy ran to meet her,
Rubbed its head against her frock
And said, 'Purr, purr,' to greet her.

Once, when Mary was at school,
Some cruel bad boys found it,
And in a pond beside the road,
Oh, sad to tell, they drowned it!

Poor Mary's face was wet with tears,
When she found Pussy lying:--
I would not be a cruel boy,
To set poor Mary crying.

My Pussy

I love little Pussy, her coat is so warm;
And if I don't hurt her, she'll do me no harm,
So I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away,
But Pussy and I very gently will play.
She'll sit by my side, and I'll give her some food;
And Pussy will love me, because I am good.
Oh! here is Miss Pussy, she's drinking her milk;
Her coat is as soft and as glossy as