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We should do our utmost to encourage the Beautiful , for the Useful encourages itself .-Ct O KT H £
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THE CAT'S PILGRIMAGE . Part II . So the Dog wouldn ' t go , and the Cat set off by herself to learn how to be happy , and to be all that a Cat could be . It was a fine sunny morning . She determined to try the meadow first , and , after an hour or two , if she had not succeeded , then to go off to the wood . A Blackbird was piping away on a thornbu 8 h as if his heart was running over with happiness . The Cat had breakfasted , and so was able to listen without any mixture of feeling . She didn ' t sneak . She walked boldly up under the bush , and the bird , seeing she had no bad purpose , sate still and sung on . " Good morning-, Blackbird ; you seem to be enjoying yourself this fine
day . " " Good morning , Cat . " " Blackbird , it is an odd question , perhaps . What ought one to do to be as happy as you ?" " Do your duty , Cat . " " But what is my duty , Blackbird ?" " Take care of your little ones , Cat . " ' I haven't any , " said she . " Then sing to your mate , " said the bird . " Tom is dead , " said she . " Poor Cat ! " said the bird . " Then sing over his grave . If your song is sad you will find your heart grow lighter for it . "
" Mercy ! " thought the Cat . " I could do a little singing with a living lover , but I never heard of singing for a dead one . But you see , bird , it isn Cat ' s nature . When I am cross , I mew . When I am pleased , I purr ; but I must be pleased first . I can ' t purr myself into happiness . " " I am afraid there is something the matter with your heart , my Cat . It wants warming ; good b ' ye . " The Blackbird flew away . The Cat looked sadly after him . " He thinks I am like him ; and he doesn't know that a Cat is a Cat , " said she . " As it happens now , I feel a great deal for a Cat . If I hadn ' t got a heart I shouldn't be unhappy . I won ' t be angry . I'll try that great fat fellow . "
The Ox lay placidly chewing , with content beaming out of his eyes and playing on his mouth . " Ox , " she said , " what is the way to be happy ?" *• ' Do your duty , " said the O ^ c . " Bother , " said the Cat , " duty again ! What is it , Ox ?" " Get your dinner , " said the Ox . " But it is got for me , Ox ; and I have nothing to do but eat it . "
" Well eat it , then , like me . " " So I do ; but I am not happy for all that . " " Then you are a very wicked , ungrateful Cat . " The Ox marched away . A Bee buzzed into a buttercup under the Cat ' s nose . " I beg your pardon , " said the Cit , " it isn't curiosity—What are you doing ?" ** Doing my duty ; don ' t stop me , Cat . "
" But , Bee , what is your duty ?" " Making honey , " said the Bee . " I wish I could make honey , " sighed the Cat . " Do you mean to say you can ' t , " said the Bee . " How stupid you must be . What do you do then ?" " I do nothing , Bee . I can ' t get anything to do . " " You won ' t get anything to do , you mean , you lazy Cat ! You are a good for nothing drone . Do you know what we do to our drones ? We kill them ; and that is all they are fit for . Good morning to you . "
" Well , I am sure , " said the Cat , " they are treating me civilly ; I had better have stopped at home at this rate . Stroke my whiskers ! heartless ! wicked ! good for nothing ! stupid ! and only fit to be killed ! This is a pleasant beginning any how . I must look for some wiser creatures than these are . What shall I do ? I know . I know where I will go . " It was in the middle of the wood . The bush was very dark , but she found him by his wonderful eye . Presently , as she got used to the light , she distinguished a sloping roll of feathers , a rounded breast , surmounted by around head , set close to the bodv , without an inch of a neck intervening . " How
wise she looks ! " she said , " What a brain ! what a forehead ! His head is not long , but what an expanse ! and what a depth of earnestness ! The Owl sloped his head a litUe on one wide ; the Cat slanted hers upon the other . The Owl sot it straight again , the Cat did the same . They stood looking in this way for some minutes , at last , in a whispering voice , the Owl said , " What arc you who presume to look into my repose ; pass on upon your way , and curry elsewhere those prying eyes . " 44
Oh , wonderful Owl , " said the Cat ; " you arc wise , and I want to be wise ; nnd 1 am come to you to teach inc . " A film floated backwards and forwards over the Owl ' s eyes ; it was his way of showing that he was pleased . " 1 have heard in our schoolroom , " went on the Cat , " that you sate on the shoulder of Pallas , and she told you all about it . " " And what would you know , oh , my daughter P" said the Owl . " Everything , " said tho Cat , " everything . First of all how to be happy . "
" Mice content you not , my child , even as they content not me , " said the Owl . " It is good . " " Mice , indeed ! " said the Cat , " no . Parlour Cats don ' t eat mice . I have better than mice , and no trouble to get it : but I want something more . " " The body ' s meat is provided . You would now fill your soul . " " I want to improve , " said the Cat . " I want something to do . I want to find out what the creatures call my duty . " " You would learn how to employ those happy hours of your leisure , rather how to make them happy by a worthy use . Meditate , oh , Cat !
meditate ! meditate ! " " That is the very thing , " said she . " Meditate ! that is what I love . Only I want to know how : I want something to meditate about . Tell me , Owl , and I will bless you every hour of the day as I sit by the parlour fire . " •< I will tell you , " answered the Owl , " what I have been thinking of ever since the moon changed . You shall take it home with you and think about it too ; and the next full moon you shall come again to me ; we will compare our conclusions . " " Delightful ! delightful ! " said the Cat . " What is it ? I will try this
minute . . " From the beginning , " replied the Owl , " our race have been considering which first existed , the Owl or the egg . The Owl comes from the egg , but likewise the egg from the Owl . " " Mercy ! " said the Cat . " From sunrise to sunset I ponder on it , oh , Cat ! When I reflect on the beauty of the complete Owl I think that must have been first , as the cause is greater than the effect . When I remember my own childhood , I incline the other way . " " Well , but how are we to find out ? " said the Cat . .. _— . - .... -1 . 1 / - V __ 1 Ct TUT ~ „„« -n jtvrrvr * -fi -n A r \ Tt + TVlO VlfaQllfar / " » T ? Tl P out ! said the Owl We find outThe beauty of the
" Find " . " can never . question is that its solution is impossible . What would become of all our delightful reasonings , oh , unwise Cat ! if we were so unhappy as to know ?" " But what in the world is the good of thinking about it , if you can't , oh , " My child , that is a foolish question . It is good , in order that the thoughts on these things may stimulate wonder . It is in wonder that the Owl is great . " " Then you don ' t know anything at all , " said the Cat . " What did you sit on Pallas ' s shoulder for ? You must have gone to sleep . " " Your tone is over flippant , Cat , for philosophy . The highest of all
knowledge is to know that we know nothing . " The Cat made two great arches with her back and her tail . " Bless the mother that laid you , " said she . " You were dropped by mistake in a goose nest . You won't do . I don ' t know much , but I am not such a creature as you any how . A great white thing !" She straitened hsr body , stuck her tail up on end , and marched off with much dignity . But , though she respected herself rather more than before , she was not on the way to the end of her difficulties . She tried all the creatures she met without advancing a step . They had all the old story , " Do your duty . " But each had its own , and no one could tell her what hers was .
Only one point they all agreed upon , the duty of getting their dinner when they were hungry . " The day wore on , and she began to think she would like hers . Her meals came so regularly at home that she scarcely knew what hunger was ; but now the sensation came over her very palpably , and she experienced quite new emotions as the hares and rabbits skipped about her , or as she spied a bird upon a tree . For a moment she thought she would go back and eat the Owl , he was the most useless creature she had seen ; but on second thought she didn ' t fancy he would be nice , besides that , Ins claws were sharp and his beak too . Presently , however , as she sauntered down in the middle of which
the path she came on a little open patch of green , a fine fat Rabbit was sitting . There was no escape . The path ended there , and the bushes were so thick on each side that he couldn ' t get away except through her paw * . " Really , " said the Cat , " I don ' t wish to be troublesome ; I would nt do it if I could help it ; but I am very hungry , I am afraid I must eat you . It is very unpleasant I assure you to me as well as to you . " The poor Rabbit begged for mercy . " Well , " said she , " I think it is hard ; I do really—and , if the law could be altered , I should be the first to welcome it . But what can a Cat do ? You cat the gross ; I eat you . But , Rabbit , I wish you would do me a favour . ' " Anything to save my life" said the Rabbit .
, " It is not exactly that , " said the Cat ; " but I haven ' t been used to killing my own dinner , and it is disagreeable . Could ' nt you die ? I shall hurt you dreadfully if I kill vou . " . " Oh ! " said the " Rabbit , " you are a kind Cat ; I sec it in your eyes , and your whiskers don't curl like those of the Cats in the woods . I am sure you will spare me . " . " But , Rabbit , it is a question of principle . I have to do my duty ; and the only duty I have , as far as I can make out , is to get my dinner . " " If you kill me , Cat , to do your duty , I shan ' t be able to do mine . " ^ It was a doubtful point , and the Cat was near to consenting . " What is your duty ? " said she . .. " I have seven little ones at home—seven little ones , and they will all die
without me . Pray let me go . ' " What ! do you take care of your children ? " said the Cat . " How mte resting ! I should like to see that ? take me . "
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Leader (1850-1860), July 6, 1850, page 356, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse2.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/l/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1845/page/20/
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