Five cats and one rat hang off the back of an ornamental banner. The animals’ heads
                        and paws line up along the top edge. The
                        tips of their tails hang out the bottom. The banner displays the poem title. An additional
                        cat stands at the top-right of the banner
                        and appears to be meowing. Full page width and approximately 1/4 page height.
                     
                     
                     Town Cats
In the Country.
A portrait of a long-haired cat. Two butterflies fly in the top-right above its left
                        ear. Approximately 1/3 page width and 1/6
                        page height.
                     
                     
                     
Dear old
                              Mother Tabbykins,1
                        
                        How are you to-day ?2
                        
                        What a busy time we’ve had3
                        
                        Since we came away !4
                        
                        Such adventures—really, now,5
                        
                        You old folks would be6
                        
                        Finely startled if you saw7
                        
                        Half the things we see.8
                        
                        Talk of country joys, indeed !9
                        
                        Mortals must be cracked10
                        
                        If they like to leave their homes11
                        
                        In a hamper packed,12
                        
                        Labelled, ‘ This side up, with care,’—13
                        
                        Tossed from hand to hand ;14
                        
                        
                        Such proceedings, I, for one,15
                        
                        Really could not stand.16
                        
                        So I squiggled—wriggled—pushed—17
                        
                        Out my whiskers poked—18
                        
                        Though I may confess at once19
                        
                        I was nearly choked.20
                        
                        But I got my way at last,21
                        
                        As, indeed, you know,22
                        
                        Cats with any self-respect23
                        
                        Always will do so.24
                        A short-haired cat pokes its head and paws out of a wicker basket. One of the cat’s
                        eyes is closed. A feather falls out the
                        left side of the basket. Approximately 1/2 page width and 1/3 page height.
                     
                     
                     
A dim-lit countryside scene. A house stands in the back-left. In the centre, the sun
                        is either rising or setting, its light
                        flanked by hedges and dark twisted trees. In the foreground, miscellaneous wooden
                        structures are propped against the trees and two
                        bee hives sit on a wooden bench. A black cat walks near the beehives. Single border.
                        Full page width and approximately 1/3 page
                        height.
                     
                     
                     “ Well, we reached our journey’s end,25
                        
                        Such a queer old place !26
                        
                        No nice neighbour’s garden-walls27
                        
                        For our nightly race—28
                        
                        No secluded chimney-pots29
                        
                        For our songs and fun ;30
                        
                        Really Puck, and Pearl, and I31
                        
                        Felt ourselves quite  ‘ done.’32
                        
                        Pearl dashed out—you know her way—33
                        
                        Said she must ‘ex-
plore’—34
                        
                        plore’—34
For she’d seen some 
lovely things35
                        
                        lovely things35
Never seen before—36
                        
                        Darling, fuzzy, buzzy 
things,37
                        
                        things,37
Fit to catch and eat,38
                        
                        Just a nice fat mouth-
ful each,39
                        
                        ful each,39
O, the luscious treat !40
                        An open-mouthed cat looks sideways with a pained expression. The bottom section of
                        a bee hive is visible on the left. Vague
                        flower shapes decorate the background. Approximately 1/3 page width and 1/6 page height.
                     
                     
                     
                     But the wretches—would you think41
                        
                        They could be so spiteful ?—42
                        
                        Actually they rushed at her—43
                        
                        Wasn’t it delightful ?44
                        
                        Punishment for greed, say I,45
                        
                        Puck says just the same,46
                        
                        But you know in his own way47
                        
                        Puck’s as much to blame.48
                        
                        He got into trouble, too,49
                        
                        In this dreadful place ;50
                        
                        Came across an awful 
crew,51
                        
                        crew,51
Who at once gave 
chase—52
                        
                        chase—52
Helter-skelter, here and 
there,53
                        
                        there,53
Refuge was in vain ;54
                        
                        Swift the monsters found 
him out,55
                        
                        him out,55
Drove him down the lane.56
                        
Four large and curious chickens look toward a wooden bucket in the centre-foreground.
                        A black tail peeks out of the bucket.
                        Full page width and approximately 1/3 page height.
                     
                     
                     
                     That’s what comes of prying 
ways57
                        ways57
Seven chickens and a cat run along a path toward the foreground. The cat is at the
                        front of the pack. Farm tools, a bush, and
                        a fence feature in the background. Approximately 1/2 page.
                     
                     
                     
                     And the want of pluck.58
                        
                        This, with all my usual 
tact,59
                        tact,59
I explained to Puck.60
                        Very different 
was the case61
                        was the case61
I will now relate62
                        
                        Of a fearful episode63
                        
                        Which befell of late.64
                        
                        For a little gentle 
stroll65
                        stroll65
Yesterday I went,66
                        
A striped cat with a bristled back and tail looks toward five ducklings in the centre-foreground.
                        The cat appears to be
                        meowing or hissing. Grasses and leaves feature in the background. Full page width
                        and approximately 1/4 page height.
                     
                     
                     Seeking knowledge new to gain as is still my bent.67
                        
                        Watched with keen inquiring mind everything I saw,68
                        
                        Till at last I chanced to come to a heap of straw.69
                        
                        Oh, the awful vision there !  Ah, the monster grim !70
                        
                        Even while I write these words all my senses swim.71
                        
                        First, in happy ignorance there was aught to fear,72
                        A long-haired cat in profile view peeks over a log to look at a small frog. There
                        is a twig in the middle of the log. Grasses
                        and leaves are in the background. Single border. Full page width and approximately
                        1/4 page height.
                     
                     
                     
Landscape featuring a forest of leafy trees and long grasses. A small cat walks through
                        the grass. Double border with some
                        trees breaking the top edge. Full page width and approximately 1/4 page height.
                     
                     
                     
                     A cat cautiously approaches a sleeping pig. The pig is covered in hay. The background
                        features wooden wall panels. A shovel
                        leans against the wall but only the handle is visible. Full page width and approximately
                        1/4 page height.
                     
                     
                     
                     With my usual wariness73
                        
                        Softly I drew near.74
                        
                        Softly—slowly—step by step,75
                        
                        Not with prying mind,76
                        
                        But to gain experience77
                        
                        Of a useful kind.78
                        
                        What a—very—curious—yah !79
                        
                        Spitz !— Fits !—Oh, the fright !80
                        
                        Even I, the valiant Puff,81
                        
                        Could not bear the sight ;82
                        
                        Only my unflinching soul83
                        
                        And my doughty paws84
                        
                        
                        Brought me out alive, unhurt,85
                        
                        From the demon’s jaws.86
                        
                        Yet deluded travellers still87
                        
                        Talk of country bliss !88
                        A pig surprises a cat. The cat exclaims and falls backward in fear. The pig is covered
                        in hay. The background features wooden
                        wall panels. A shovel leans against the wall but only the handle is visible. 1/2 page
                        width and approximately 1/4 page
                        height.
                     
                     
                     
A short-haired striped cat has an expression of fear on its face. The cat is covered
                        in and surrounded by thistles.
                        Approximately 2/3 page width and 1/3 page height.
                     
                     
                     Give me London town, say I, after joys like this.89
                        
                        Yet, in this benighted place, I will frankly say90
                        
                        One delicious gleam of joy came to us to-day.91
                        Ah, the rapture, 
all too short,92
                        
                        all too short,92
Of content 
supreme !93
                        supreme !93
A short-haired striped cat creeps low through the grass. There is a bush in the background.
                        Full page width and approximately
                        1/3 page height.
                     
                     
                     Picture, Mother Tabbykins,94
                        
                        Bowl on bowl of 
cream !95
                        cream !95

Four cats drink from a bowl of milk. Full page width and approximately 1/3 page height.
                     
                     
                     Lap, lap, lap !  We had a feast !  Really farm-yards are96
                        
                        
                        Not so bad when mortals leave 
Dairy-doors a-jar.97
                        Dairy-doors a-jar.97
Pearl, indeed, is quite resigned98
                        
                        Always here to stay ;99
                        
                        Says she’s found a friend so kind—100
                        
                        Don’t you know her way ?101
                        A small long-haired dog (possibly a terrier) and a short-haired cat sit together.
                        The cat looks up at the dog. Full page width
                        and approximately 1/2 page height.
                     
                     
                     
                     Silly cat ! I never could102
                        
                        Understand such stuff.103
                        
                        Good-bye, Mother Tabbykins,104
                        
                        I’m your kitten— 
PUFF.105
                        PUFF.105