CHAPTER II.

CATS OF TO-DAY.

The term “Cat” is applied in its widest sense to all feline animals. The

following are the various names by which the cat is known in different

countries, and it is curious to note that, with two exceptions, they all

begin with a “C” or a “K” and differ very little in pronunciation: Irish

and Scotch, _Cat_; French, _Chat_; Dutch, _Kat_; Danish, _Kat_; Swedish,

_Katt_; German, _Katti_ or _Katze_; Italian, _Gatto_; Portuguese and

Spanish, _Gato_; Polish, _Kot_; Russian, _Kots_; Turkish, _Keti_; Welsh,

_Cetti_; Cornish, _Katt_; American, _Katz_.

[Illustration:

MISS F. SIMPSON’S “BONNIE BOY.”

(_Photo: Gunn & Stuart, Richmond._)

]

In the English house and home we call her “puss,” and it is the name

which appeals most to our hearts. No woman likes to be called a “cat,”

but to be likened to a puss or pussy is suggestive of something or

someone soft and pretty, with gentle, winning ways. Archbishop Whately

has said that only one English noun had a true vocative case,

“Nominative, cat; vocative, puss.” I do not think that in any other

country there is a pet name for the cat, just as there is no word in any

foreign language that breathes the same tender truth to the hearts as

“home.” Puss and home! The terms seem so closely connected with each

other, and suggest peaceful happiness and restful repose.

Truly, the history of the cat has been a strangely chequered one.

Perhaps, because she is such a secret, complex, and independent creature

she has remained somewhat of a puzzle to humankind, and is therefore to

a great extent misunderstood; but those who will take the trouble to

consider the cat and try to understand her, will find that puss is none

of those things she has been accused of being. It is only those who are

in constant contact with cats who understand how intelligent they really

are; although their intelligence is quite in a different mould from that

of the dog. I may mention that the household cat outnumbers, it is said,

the household dog in London by the proportion of four to one. This fact

may be accounted for by the non-taxation of cats. The question of the

taxation of cats has very often been raised, and I do not think that

anyone who really values his cat would object to pay a yearly tax; but

the proposal is as unpractical as it is ridiculous, and it is certain

that taxation would not help in exterminating the poor, disreputable,

half-starved members of the feline tribe, who have no fixed abode and

whose only means of existence is by plunder.

The figure and number nine seems to be an important one in connection

with cats. There is a popular saying that a cat has nine lives. The

expostulating tabby in Gay’s Fables says to the old beldame:—

“’Tis infamy to serve a hag,

Cats are thought imps, her broom a nag;

And boys against our lives combine,

Because, ’tis said, your cats have nine.”

Cats probably owe this reputation to their extraordinary powers of

endurance, and certain it is that they have a greater tenacity to life

than any other animal. At the Battersea Home a dog and a cat have been

placed in the lethal chamber, and it was observed that the dog died in

five minutes, whereas the cat breathed for forty minutes longer. A short

time ago I received the following letter from a cat fancier:—

“At 11 p.m. two kittens, a few hours old, were placed in a pail of

water, and left there for rather over ten minutes. Seeing them at the

bottom with their mouths open, it was taken for granted they were

dead; the bodies were then transferred to the ashpit, and early next

morning they were discovered to be alive and quite chirpy. Restoring

them to the mother, they have grown nice, strong, healthy little kits,

and have just left for comfortable homes.”

In Thistleton Dyer’s interesting book on “English Folk-lore,” reference

is made to this subject. “Cats,” he says, “from their great suppleness

and aptitude to fall on their feet, are commonly said to have nine

lives; hence Ben Johnson, in ‘Every Man in his Humour,’ says, ‘’Tis a

pity you had not ten lives—a cat’s and your own.’”

“In the Middle Ages a witch was empowered to take cat’s body _nine_

times,” so writes an eminent old zoologist.

[Illustration:

KITTEN AT WORK AND PLAY.

(_Photo: C. Reid, Wishaw._)

]

The “cat-o’-_nine_-tails” is a dreaded object to some light-fingered and

heavy-handed miscreants. I have heard a magistrate remark that he

considers this form of punishment the best way in which to give hints to

the wicked. Garrotting was virtually stamped out by its use.

Wife-beating would be less common if the brute-husband were treated to a

taste of the cat-o’-nine-tails. This implement of torture consists of

nine pieces of cord put together, and in each cord are nine knots.

Consequently every stroke inflicts a large number of long and severe

marks not unlike the clawing and scratching of a savage cat, producing

crossing and re-crossing wounds.

[Illustration:

KITTEN BELONGING TO MRS. E. S. OWEN, DETROIT, MICHIGAN.

BY “KING OF THE SILVERS”—“BLESSED DAMOZEL.”

(_Photo: Albany Art Union, New York._)

]

In my long and varied experience of cats, I have noticed that more of

these creatures succumb to the common enemy at about _nine_ years of age

than at any other period. We have heard of cats attaining the age of

twenty years, but the following account surpasses all previous records

of longevity in the feline world:—

TO THE EDITOR OF THE _Stock-Keeper_,

Sir,—Seeing you have a column in your paper devoted to cats, I thought

it might interest your readers to hear that in our village there is a

cat thirty-one years old. She is quite lively, and looks like living a

few more years. It belongs to a poor widow, who told me she had it as

a kitten when she married. (Her husband lived twenty-seven years, and

has been dead four.)

_Newbury, Bucks._ W. B. HERMAN.

It is strange that the poor dead bodies of cats have often been used as

objects of foolish and vulgar so-called sport. Dead cats and rotten eggs

were, and are sometimes still, considered legitimate missiles to make

use of at borough and county elections.

All sorts of stories are related of pussy’s superhuman intelligence, but

the most uncanny one of very recent date I will refer to here. It may be

remembered that in the winter of 1901 a vessel named the _Salmon_ was

wrecked. On the morning of the accident, this vessel was lying alongside

the _Sturgeon_, and her two cats, who had all their lives shown the most

perfect contentment with their home and surroundings, made desperate

efforts to get on board the _Sturgeon_. The crew drove them off again

and again, and the ship’s dog attacked them, but they would not be

deterred, and when the _Salmon_ at last cast off, the two cats landed

with one frantic and final spring on to the _Sturgeon’s_ deck. It seems

absurd to argue that those cats knew of the coming disaster, yet why

should they take such a sudden and utterly unreasonable aversion to the

ship which had always been their home? And why should they insist on

making their way to another vessel from which they had been so

inhospitably repulsed?

We have many proofs of the extraordinary extent to which a cat’s sense

of hearing and smell are developed. On my voyage out to Australia flying

fish would sometimes fall on to the deck. The cats that are always

somewhere about the ship might be comfortably curled up asleep below,

but the peculiar sound would fetch them up in a great hurry, and they

would rush to secure the prize. The crew used to amuse themselves

sometimes by trying to imitate the noise in various ways to deceive

them; but the cats were not to be “had”—they could distinguish the

peculiar thud of the flying fish from all other sounds.

[Illustration:

THE ANTIQUARIES.

(_From the painting by Madame Ronner._)

]

Various theories have been put forward to account for the marvellous

instinct which a cat possesses, enabling her to find her way home

although miles and miles of untraversed country lay between her and the

place from which she has been taken. It is contended that a cat which is

conveyed in a bag or blindfolded will have its sense of smell in full

exercise, and will, by this means take note of the successive odours

encountered on the way, and that these will leave in its mind sufficient

information of the route so as to make it an easy matter for the animal

to find its way back again. Be this as it may, many of us can state

facts which are even stranger than fiction of mysterious reappearances

of cats who, with a homing instinct as true as any carrier-pigeon,

return to the haven where they would be.

[Illustration:

“KEPWICK VIOLET” and “KEPWICK HYACINTH.”

BLUES BELONGING TO THE HON. MRS. MCLAREN MORRISON.

(_Photo: J. R. Clarke, Thirsk._)

]

The instinct of maternity is, perhaps, more largely developed in the cat

than in any other animal. No creature shows such anxiety for the safety

and welfare of her offspring as she does, and often her natural

timidness will give place to bold and fearless courage when her little

ones have been in any difficulty or danger. Mivart tells us of a cat

that plunged into a swiftly running stream and rescued her three

drowning kittens, bringing them one by one in safety to the shore.

During a fire in a London theatre, which took place a few years ago, a

poor cat with her family was left forgotten at the back of the stage.

Three times the faithful mother rushed into the flaming building and

reappeared each time with a kitten in her mouth. But alas! with fatal

persistence the devoted creature returned to rescue the remaining one,

and that she reached the spot was proved, for after the fire was

extinguished, the charred bodies of mother and child were found lying

side by side.

A clever writer has stated that “the human race may be divided into

people who love cats and people who hate them; the neutrals being few in

numbers.” This is very true. There are also differences of opinion as to

whether cats are desirable inmates of a household or not, but there can

be no question as to the great utility of these animals, and it is only

natural to suppose that they were created for the purpose of suppressing

rats and mice and other vermin. There is a popular notion that if a cat

is petted and well fed she will become less useful as a mouser. This is

a fallacy, for the cat’s inclination is to hunt the mouse or rat, not

for food, but for sport, and an animal that is enfeebled by neglect and

starvation is not in the best condition to successfully catch its prey.

This love of sport is not, however, inherent in all cats, but is

hereditary in the feline tribe as it is in the human race.

It may not be generally known that the Government pays annual sums for

the purpose of providing, keeping, and feeding numerous “harmless,

necessary cats” in their public offices, dockyards, and stores, thereby

attesting to the worth and capability of pussy’s services.

In the National Printing Office in France a considerable number of cats

are employed in keeping the premises clear of rats and mice which would

otherwise work havoc amongst the stock of paper always stored in large

quantities. In Vienna, cats are placed on active service in the

municipal buildings. At many of our great railway stations there is a

feline staff engaged in the various warehouses and offices. The farmer

will readily admit the usefulness of puss in his barns, stables,

outhouses and fields. Farmers are notorious grumblers, but they would

have greater cause for discontent and disappointment if rats and mice

were allowed to live and thrive, and breed and multiply on their

premises. The newly sown peas and corn stacks would suffer to a terrible

extent, and the broods of ducklings and chickens would speedily vanish

if puss did not keep a vigilant eye and silently but surely fulfil the

duties of her calling.

[Illustration:

MISS SAVERY’S BLUE PERSIAN KITTEN.

(_Photo: H. Warschawski, St Leonards-on-Sea._)

]

In the live stock department of the Army and Navy Stores in London, an

orange Persian cat may be seen strolling about amongst the cages of

birds of every sort. The attendant informed me she had been on the

premises three or four years, and had saved the company a “tidy sum.”

Previous to obtaining her services the packets of bird-seed disappeared

like magic, for they were demolished wholesale by the swarms of mice.

Now rarely one is nibbled, and every morning dozens of lifeless bodies

are cleared away. Curiously enough these dead mice have their tails

eaten off, for apparently this cat has a weakness for the appendage,

whereas, usually the head is considered the delicate morsel amongst the

feline race. It seems that although the cat is left alone with all the

fluttering birds at night, she never has attempted to molest them in any

way.

[Illustration:

A PAIR OF SHORT-HAIRED BROWN TABBIES.

(_Photo: T. Fall, Baker St., W._)

]

I lately had occasion to visit one of our London theatres during the

daytime, when it was empty; and observing a big brown cat walking about

amongst the stalls, I made some remark about him to the official who

accompanied me. He said they found it quite impossible to get along

without a cat; they had tried, but the place became overrun with mice.

During pussy’s occupation of the empty playhouse plenty of bodies were

discovered, but never a live mouse had been seen disporting itself.

The cats in Government service in America are very numerous. The army

has a regular corps of them kept at the commissary depôts of the great

cities. It is customary for the officer in charge of each depôt to

submit to the War Department a request for an allowance for the cats of

meat and milk. More than three hundred cats are in the employ of the

Post Office Department, distributed among about fifty of the largest

offices. The New York City office expends sixty dollars annually in

cats’-meat. At Pittsburg, there is a “cold storage” breed of cats, which

has special qualifications for enduring extreme cold. These cats are

short tailed, with long and heavy fur, and their eyebrows and whiskers

are extraordinarily long and strong. It is said they do not thrive when

transferred to an ordinary atmosphere.

[Illustration:

CAT CALENDAR.

(_By kind permission of Raphael Tuck & Co._)

]

The following extract from the _Daily Mail_ of February 1st, 1902, gives

us an account of a most exemplary, well trained, and up-to-date cat, and

opens up a fresh field for the utility and agility of our domestic

pets—not an absolutely fresh field indeed, if one recalls the fact that

Puss was already a “retriever” in ancient Egypt.

A PING-PONG CAT.

Hunting for balls is undoubtedly the one great drawback to ping-pong.

Might I suggest a novel and easy method of accomplishing this

difficult and unpleasant task?

My cat is now an expert in the art of finding ping-pong balls.

Immediately the ball touches the floor the cat is after it, and brings

it from its hiding-place to the side of the table at which I am

playing, thus saving me from unnecessary exertion.

F. S. W.

The thought suggests itself that pussy’s teeth and claws might work

serious havoc amongst the ping-pong balls, and that some of these would

be produced in a mutilated condition.

Of all animals the cat appears most to resent being taught or trained to

do tricks. Puss has a natural antipathy to be forced to do anything, or

remain anywhere against her will. Hence the few exhibitions of really

clever performing cats in comparison with the marvellous feats achieved

by dogs. It has been stated that the cat is the hardest animal to teach;

it takes years to train a cat to perform some simple trick which a dog

would learn in as many weeks. Once a cat is trained, it becomes a very

valuable possession. We have all seen the Happy Family, consisting of

monkeys, guinea-pigs, canaries, pigeons, and mice, whilst a cat is

seated demurely in the midst of this incongruous assembly. No doubt some

training was required to cause puss to disregard the natural instincts

of her race.

The cat is a most cleanly creature, and perhaps more particular about

her appearance than any other animal. As Miss Agnes Repplier, in her

delightful book, “The Fireside Sphinx,” says: “Pussy’s adroitness is

equalled only by her delicacy and tact. Her cleanliness and her careful

attention to her toilet show respect for herself and for us.”

[Illustration:

CAT CALENDAR.

(_By kind permission of Raphael Tuck & Co._)

]

One of the strangest and most profitable trades in London is the

wholesale and retail business of horsemeat for cats. In barrows and

carts the hawkers of this horse-flesh cry their wares throughout the

city and suburbs, and find a ready sale for them. It is stated that

26,000 horses, maimed, or past work, are slaughtered and cut up every

year to feed our household pets. Each horse means on an average 275

pounds of meat, and this is sold by pussy’s butcher in half pennyworths

skewered on bits of wood. The magnitude of this trade can be estimated

by the fact that it keeps constantly employed thirty wholesale salesmen.

I may here mention that a cats’-meat men’s supper was organised last

year in London by the editor of _Our Cats_, assisted by Mr. Louis Wain

and others; and a most successful entertainment was given at the City of

New York Restaurant. The applications for tickets were so numerous that

400 men had to be refused; and when the 250 guests were seated, it was

clearly proved that every available inch of accommodation had been

utilised. Having been present, I can testify to the excellent supper and

entertainment provided for the cats’-meat men of London.

[Illustration:

CAT CALENDAR.

(_By kind permission of Raphael Tuck & Co._)

]

The most casual observer cannot have failed to remark the wonderful

development of late years in “Catty” Christmas souvenirs, thus giving

proof of the growth of love and admiration for pussy. We have cat

almanacks, cat calendars, and cat annuals, and I can testify to the

innumerable Christmas cards with designs of cats of all sorts and

conditions which have found their way into my hands expressive of good

wishes at the festive season.

The official mind would probably frown at the suggestion that the census

returns should be enlivened with incidental humour. However, after the

last census, the following statement appeared in the press:—

“An enumerator in going over a return paper found that the household

cat had been included as a member of the family. It was described as

‘Jim,’ the relationship to the head of the family being ‘lodger.’ The

entry then stated that he was of the male sex, single, aged one last

birthday. His occupation was also given—‘mouse-catcher, worker on his

own account.’”

A description of the ordinary domestic cat is hardly necessary, but

before I pass on to mention matters of general interest concerning cats

of to-day, I will give a quotation from a Board School boy’s essay,

which speaks for itself:—

“The house cat is a four-legged quadruped, the legs as usual being at

the corners. It is what is sometimes called a tame animal, though it

feeds on mice and birds of prey. Its colours are striped, it does not

bark, but breathes through its nose instead of its mouth. Cats also

mow, which you have all heard. Cats have nine lives, but which is

seldom wanted in this country, coz’ of Christianity. Cats eat meat and

most anythink speshuelly where you can’t afford. This is all about

cats.”

Perhaps my readers may think that after such a lucid description of the

subject in hand, further comments are unnecessary!

I will proceed, however, to give a glance round at the Cat Fancy in

general before mentioning particulars of Clubs and Cats of the present

day. The question has often been asked whether the Cat Fancy will ever

become as popular and fashionable as the breeding of dogs, poultry, and

birds? I think this question may be answered in the affirmative, when we

consider that during last year a dozen and more large cat shows have

been held in different parts of England and Scotland, to say nothing of

numerous mixed shows where a section for cats was provided. Every year

the number of fanciers increases, and although this particular hobby is

almost entirely confined to the gentler sex, yet it is really surprising

to find how many more men are beginning to take an interest in the

pussies, and are keenly excited in the winnings of the household pet or

the king of the cattery. As a friend once said to me, “You know what men

are; if only the cats win prizes, my husband does not mind, but it is a

different matter if I return from a show with no award; then he declares

we must get rid of all the cats!” I am afraid that cat fanciers must be

looked upon as a rather quarrelsome set, and there is no doubt that

petty jealousies and spiteful gossip retard in many ways the development

and improvement of the fancy.

Another question that is often asked is whether cats can be made to

pay—or, in other words, whether cat breeding is a profitable

undertaking. From my own experience, which has extended over a number of

years, I can unhesitatingly say I have derived not only much pleasure

but a good deal of profit from keeping cats, and also I have started

many friends in the fancy who have gone on and prospered. The dangers

that beset beginners are many, and the chief difficulty is to know how

to limit the number of our pussies and so avoid overcrowding, or

retaining poor stock which will not prove creditable or profitable. Cat

keeping on an extensive scale means a large outlay, followed by constant

and untiring attention. I do not intend, however, in this chapter to

enter into any details as to the care and management of cats, for this

and other subjects connected with their interests will be fully dealt

with later on.

[Illustration:

MR. HARRISON WEIR.

(_Photo: C. E. Corke, Sevenoaks._)

]

In my preceding chapter I alluded to the first Cat Show held at the

Crystal Palace in 1871. This exhibition of cats has become an annual

fixture, and year by year greater interest has been manifested, better

classification given, and a larger number of cats exhibited. It was,

therefore, considered advisable to have some definite organisation, and

the National Cat Club was instituted in 1887, with Mr. Harrison Weir as

president. I will now proceed to give a list, which I believe to be

complete and correct, of the various other clubs and societies in

England and America which have been organised and which are all at this

present time in thoroughly good working order.

LIST OF CAT CLUBS AND SOCIETIES.

The National Cat Club, founded 1887. Hon. sec., Mrs. A. Stennard

Robinson, 5, Great James Street, Bedford Row, London, W.C. Annual

subscription, 1 guinea.

The Cat Club, founded 1898. Hon. sec., Mrs. Bagster, 15A, Paternoster

Row, London, E.C. Annual subscription, 1 guinea.

The Northern Counties’ Cat Club, founded 1900. Hon. sec., Mrs. Herbert

Ransome, Altrincham. Annual subscription, 10s.

The Silver and Smoke Persian Cat Society, founded 1900. Hon. sec.,

Mrs. H. V. James, Backwell, near Bristol. Annual subscription, 5s.

Black-and-White Club. Hon. secs., Miss Kerswill and Miss White Atkins.

Entrance fee, 1s.; annual subscription, 4s.

The Blue Persian Cat Society, founded 1901. Hon. sec., Miss Frances

Simpson, Durdans House, St. Margaret’s-on-Thames. Annual subscription,

5s.

The Siamese Club, founded 1900. Hon. sec., Mrs. Baker, 13, Wyndham

Place, Bryanston Square, W. Annual subscription, 4s.; to working

classes, 2s. 6d.

The Orange, Cream, Fawn and Tortoisshell Society, founded 1900. Hon.

sec., Miss Mildred Beal, Ronaldkirk Rectory, Darlington. Annual

subscription, 10s.

The Chinchilla Cat Club, founded May, 1901. Hon. sec., Mrs. Balding,

92, Goldsmith Avenue, Acton. Annual subscription, 5s.

The Short-haired Cat Club, founded 1901. Hon. sec., Mrs. Middleton,

67, Cheyne Court, Chelsea.

The Scottish Cat Club, founded 1894. Hon. sec., J. F. Dewar, 2, St.

Patrick Square, Edinburgh. Annual subscription, 5s.

The Midland Counties Cat Club, founded at Wolverhampton, 1901. Hon

sec., Miss Cope, 136, Bristol Road, Birmingham. Annual subscription,

5s.

The British Cat Club, founded 1901: Hon. sec., Sir Claude Alexander,

Faygate Wood, Sussex. Subscription, 5s.

The Manx Cat Club, founded 1901. Miss Hester Cochran, Witchampton,

Wimborne. Subscription, 5s.

The Beresford Cat Club (Chicago), founded 1899. President, Mrs.

Clinton Locke; corresponding secretary, Mrs. A. Michelson, 220, East

Sixtieth Street, Chicago. Annual subscription, resident members, 2

dollars; non-resident, 1 dollar.

The Chicago Cat Club, founded 1899. President, Mrs. Leland Norton,

Drexel Kennels, Drexel Boulevarde, Chicago.

The Louisville Cat Club, founded 1900. Corresponding secretary, Miss

E. Converse. Annual subscription, 50 cents.

The Pacific Cat Club, founded 1900. Corresponding secretary, Mrs. A.

H. Brod, 114, Broderick Street, San Francisco. Annual subscription, 1

dollar.

The Atlantic Club, founded in New York, 1902. Corresponding secretary,

Dr. Ottolengui, 80, West Fortieth Street, New York.

[Illustration:

MR. LOUIS WAIN.

(_Photo: Lascelles & Co._)

]

Since the formation of the National Cat Club, many changes in its

constitution have taken place. On the retirement of Mr. Harrison Weir

from the presidency, Mr. Louis Wain was appointed, and still holds the

office. The N.C.C. is fortunate in having so energetic a hon. sec. and

treasurer as Mrs. Stennard Robinson, whose name is so well known in the

“doggy” world. The following is a list of officers of the National Cat

Club at the time of writing, and a summary of the objects for which the

Club was organised:—

THE NATIONAL CAT CLUB.

_Patron._—H.H. Princess Victoria of Schleswig-Holstein.

_President._—Her Grace the Duchess of Bedford.

_Vice-Presidents._—The Right Hon. the Countess of Warwick, The

Viscountess Maitland, The Marchioness of Dufferin and Ava, The

Countess of Aberdeen, The Lady Hothfield, Lady Willoughby, Lady Reid,

The Hon. Mrs. McLaren Morrison, The Lady Granville Gordon, Lady

Decies, The Hon. Mrs. Baillie, Madame Ronner, Mr. Isaac Woodiwiss, Mr.

Sam Woodiwiss.

_Committee._—Louis Wain (President), Lady Decies, Lady Alexander, The

Hon. Mrs. McLaren Morrison, Mrs. Vallance, Mrs. Balding, Miss

Hamilton, Dr. Roper, Mrs. Herring, Mrs. Ransome, Mrs. G. H. Walker.

_Hon. Sec. and Treasurer._—Mrs. A. Stennard Robinson, 13, Wyndham

Place, Bryanstone Square, W. (Telegraphic address—“Bow-wow, London.”)

The National Cat Club was organised (1) to promote honesty in the

breeding of Cats, so as to ensure purity in each distinct breed or

variety; (2) to determine the classification required, and to

encourage the adoption of such classification by breeders, exhibitors,

judges, and the committees of all Cat Shows; (3) to maintain and keep

the National Register of Cats; (4) to assist the Showing and Breeding

of Cats, by holding Cat Shows under the best sanitary conditions,

giving Championship and other prizes, and otherwise doing all in its

power to protect and advance the interests of Cats and their owners.

The National Cat Club is also a Court of Inquiry and Appeal in all

matters relating to Cats, or affecting the ownership of Cats, and so

saves the expense to its Members of litigation.

The National Cat Club founded its Stud Book some twelve years ago, and

it is the only reliable source of information concerning the pedigree

of Cats. The Registration Fee is 1s. for the Register of Names, but

for the Stud Book the fee is 5s. for _Approved_ Cats exhibited under

N.C.C. Rules.

The two principal shows of the National Cat Club are held annually at

the Botanical Gardens in connection with the Ladies’ Kennel Association

in June, and at the Crystal Palace in October. In 1901 the total number

of cats shown at the Palace was 601, and the entries numbered 1,021.

There were 106 classes provided for long- and short-haired cats. The

following is the definition of the classes:—

DEFINITION OF CLASSES.

_Open Classes._—Open to all Cats, Prize-winners or Novices.

_Limit Classes._—For Cats of any age that have not won Three First

Prizes.

_Novice Classes._—For Cats of any age that have never won a First

Prize at any Show.

_Special Novice Cats._—For Cats or Kittens over 6 months that have

never won a Prize of any sort at a Crystal Palace Show.

_Neuter Classes._—For Gelded Cats.

_Stud Classes._—For Male Cats that have sired Kittens which are

entered and on exhibition in this Show.

_Brood Queen Class._—For Queen Cats whose Kittens are entered in this

Show.

_Selling Class._—For Cats of any colour or Sex to be sold at a price

not exceeding 3 guineas in Long-haired or 2 guineas in Short-haired

and Foreign.

_Ring Class._—For Cats shown in collar, and lead.

_Kitten Classes._—Single entries to be over 3 months and under 8

months, unless otherwise stated.

_Brace._—For 2 Cats, age over 6 months.

_Team._—For three or more Cats, age over 6 months.

No Cats can be entered in brace or teams unless also entered in one

other class.

The money prizes in each class are First, £1; Second, 10s.; Third, 5s.

The list of special prizes, including Challenge Trophies and medals,

numbered 262 at the last Crystal Palace Show in 1901.

In addition to the two regular fixtures of the N.C.C., other cat shows

are held in different places in connection with the Club and under its

rules.

[Illustration:

LADY MARCUS BERESFORD.

(_From a painting by Edward Hughes._)

]

The National Cat Club reigned alone until 1898, when Lady Marcus

Beresford started and founded the Cat Club. This ardent cat lover has

done more for pussy than anyone in the fancy. She is most lavish in her

generosity and unwearying in her efforts to promote the welfare of the

Club. It was Lady Marcus who first started the idea of holding cat shows

in aid of charity. The Cat Club’s first show, held at St. Stephen’s

Hall, Westminster, in 1899, was in aid of the Children’s Guild of the

Deptford Fund.

In 1900 the families of the soldiers and sailors who had fallen in the

Transvaal were benefited to a large extent by the proceeds of the show.

In 1901 the Children’s Hospital, Great Ormond Street, was the charity

selected to receive a handsome donation of £100. The Westminster shows

have always been splendidly managed, a noticeable feature being the

wonderful array of beautiful special prizes offered for competition. The

following is the list of officials connected with the Cat Club:—

THE CAT CLUB.

(_Founded by Lady Marcus Beresford._)

The objects of the Club are the general good of the Cat, the promoting

of true breeding of Cats, the holding of a Winter Show, so that Cats

may be exhibited at their best, and taking other steps that shall be

for the welfare of the Cat.

The annual Subscription is £1 1s., payable on election, and on the 1st

of January in each succeeding year.

A Stud Book and a Register of Cats are kept by the Club.

_Presidents._—Lily, Duchess of Marlborough; Edith, Duchess of

Wellington; Lord Marcus Beresford.

_Vice-Presidents._—Isabella, Countess Howe; Viscountess Maitland,

Viscountess Esher, Lady Ridley, Lady de Trafford, The Hon. Mrs.

Bampfylde, Lady Lister, Lady Gooch, Mrs. Barnet, Mrs. Alfred Bles,

Mrs. Walter Campbell, Mrs. Chaine, Mrs. George Dawkins, Mrs. Cary

Elwes, Mrs. C. Hill, Mrs. King, Mrs. Nicholay, Mrs. Tottie, Mrs.

Peston Whyte, Lord Walter Gordon Lennox, A. E. Bateman, Esq., Colonel

Chaine, Henry King, Esq.

_Committee._—Lady Marcus Beresford, Mrs. Vary Campbell, Mrs. Dean,

Mrs. Paul Hardy, Mrs. C. Hill, Miss Anderson Leake, Mrs. R. Blair

Maconochie, Mrs. Neild, Mrs. Simon, Mrs. Mackenzie Stewart, Mr. L. P.

C. Astley, Mr. Gambier Bolton, Rev. P. L. Cosway, Mr. W. R. Hawkins,

Mr. E. W. Witt.

_Hon. Treasurer._—Lord Marcus Beresford.

_Hon. Secretary._—Mrs. C. J. Bagster, 15A, Paternoster Row, London,

E.C.

[Illustration:

LITTER OF SIAMESE KITTENS.

BELONGING TO LADY MARCUS BERESFORD.

(_Photo: T. Fall, Baker St., W._)

]

There is really ample room for two parent clubs, as the Fancy is making

such rapid strides, and, no doubt, well-appointed shows with good

classification do a great deal to benefit breeders and assist fanciers.

Between the National Cat Club and the Cat Club there is one point of

serious disagreement, namely, as regards registration. At present

members are expected and required to register their cats in each club if

they exhibit at the respective shows. It would be a great benefit to the

cat world in general and to the exhibitor in particular if some

arrangement could be made whereby one independent register should be

kept, and that both clubs might work together and assist each other in

endeavouring to scrutinise and verify all entries made in the joint

register, so that inaccuracies should be detected and fraud prevented.

The Northern Counties Cat Club is affiliated with the N.C.C., and has

quite a large number of members. This enterprising club holds two shows

in Manchester every year, which hitherto have been capitally managed by

the energetic hon. sec. As a natural sequence a Midland Counties Club

has lately been started, having its working centre at Birmingham. No

doubt arrangements will be made for holding a cat show in this or some

other equally central Midland town.

The Scottish Cat Club is in a flourishing condition, and has been

steadily working up members since 1894. A show is annually held in

Edinburgh, and fanciers over the border are taking a much keener

interest in cats.

In America the fancy has gone ahead in a wonderful way. It was in 1895

that the first cat show of general interest was held at Madison Square

Gardens, New York. There had previously been some private attempts to

have exhibitions of cats in connection with poultry and pigeon shows. In

1896 an American Cat Club was organised, which did some good work. Then

Chicago started a Cat Club in January, 1899, and this was followed by a

most successful enterprise on the part of Mrs. Clinton Locke, who

founded the Beresford Cat Club, called after Lady Marcus Beresford, and

now numbering about 200 members. In January, 1900, the club held its

first big show. The classification was of a most comprehensive nature,

and the list of special prizes a very liberal one. This show is now an

annual fixture, and the Cat Club of England sends medals and prizes to

be competed for. Many of the best cats exhibited at these shows have

been exported from England, and Americans are very keen in trying to

procure the very best possible stock—high prices in many cases being

offered to induce English fanciers to part with prize-winning specimens.

The following is a list of officials of the

BERESFORD CAT CLUB OF AMERICA.

_Officers._

Mrs. Clinton Locke, 2825 Indiana Ave., (_President_); Mrs. Charles H.

Lane, 5323 Madison Ave., (_First Vice-President_); Mrs. F. A. Howe,

3941 Grand Boulevard (_Second Vice-President_); Mrs. A. A. Michelson,

220 E. 60th Street (_Corresponding Secretary_); Miss L. C. Johnstone,

5323 Madison Ave. (_Recording Secretary_); Mrs. Elwood H. Tolman, 5403

Madison Ave. (_Treasurer_).

_Directors._

Mrs. J. H. Pratt, 5816 Rosalie Court; Mrs. Lincoln Nicholson, Lee

Centre, Illinois; Miss Louise Fergus, 3229 Sheridan Road; Mrs. Blanch

P. Robinson, 6, Langley Place; Mrs. Vincent E. Gregg, 736 North Park

Avenue.

[Illustration:

“PUCK III.”

THE PROPERTY OF THE PRINCESS VICTORIA OF SCHLESWIG-HOLSTEIN.

]

At the Cat Show held in January, 1902, as many as 75 classes were

provided, and it is plain to see from these that Americans have not the

same antipathy for broken colours—that is, cats with white markings—as

we have in England, as there are classes specially for orange-and-white,

and black-and-white cats. In another part of this work I shall refer to

varieties and breeds of cats existing in America which differ from those

in England. The Beresford Cat Club have an extremely well-arranged stud

book and register, which is published annually. I am sure that the Cat

Fancy in America has a great future before it, and we cannot help being

greatly struck with the earnestness, thoroughness, and enthusiasm with

which Americans have taken up this hobby. When we consider the great

distances in the States and the paucity of good stud cats, and the few

opportunities of exhibiting at well organised shows, we cannot fail to

admire the energy and enterprise displayed by our American fellow

fanciers.

Specialist Clubs for Cats are of very recent growth. The first was

started by an ardent breeder of silver Persians in 1900. It was then

called the Silver Society, and it included smokes and silver tabbies.

The title of this society has since been changed to the Silver and Smoke

Persian Cat Society. In the following year Blue Persian Breeders

bestirred themselves and formed a society for this most popular breed.

In the same year the Orange, Cream, and Tortoiseshell Society, the

Siamese Club, and the Chinchilla Club were inaugurated, also a Manx Club

came into existence, and two clubs for short-haired cats were started.

Particulars concerning these specialist societies and their objects will

be found in future chapters on the various breeds of cats. It will be

noticed by the list of clubs given that for brown tabby and

black-and-white Persians no societies have as yet been formed, but

doubtless ere long these varieties will be gathered into the fold of

specialist clubs.

A good deal of discussion has taken place in catty circles as to the

desirability of having specialist societies, but I am sure a vast and

marked improvement has taken place in the different breeds since their

formation, and the fact of publishing a standard of points has certainly

assisted breeders in coming to a more correct idea of what constitutes a

good cat of a particular breed. The number of challenge prizes, medals

and specials offered by these societies at various shows act as an

incentive to exhibitors, and thus entries increase and competition

becomes keener. Specialist clubs are not altogether popular with the

parent clubs, who regard them with rather a suspicious and jealous eye.

They think that exhibitors may join these less expensive societies and

yet continue to show and win prizes without subscribing to the club that

holds the show. No doubt there is something in this, and specialist

clubs should be ready and willing not only to offer prizes for which

their members only can compete, but they ought also to guarantee

classes, and perhaps give a donation towards the expenses of the show.

[Illustration:

MRS. CLINTON LOCKE AND HER SIAMESE KITTENS “CALIF” AND “BANGKOK.”

]

There have been quite a number of catty cases in our courts of late

years, and these generally seem to cause considerable amusement to the

legal as well as to the public mind. At a recent trial, where a lady was

wrongfully accused of starving a Persian cat, the magistrate, wishing

for information, inquired of the witness (who was a veterinary surgeon)

how long a cat could live without food. The reply was, “I am sure I

could not say, sir, for cats are the funniest animals we have to deal

with.” And it is very true that these creatures, being so complex,

require to be specially studied, and our principal veterinaries, who

lead busy lives, are just a little superior to the many ailments and

infirmities of these too often despised animals. It is therefore a

subject of satisfaction for cat fanciers that two clever and kind animal

loving men have taken up the doctoring of cats, and by personal

experience are learning “pretty pussy’s ways” in sickness and in health.

Mr. Ward, of Manchester, and “Salvo,” of Hertford Heath, are now two

household names in the cat fancier’s vocabulary. To the many excellent

remedies prepared by these clever specialists I shall refer later on in

my work. Suffice it here to say that when in doubt or difficulty about

your pussy’s state of health I would recommend you to write to either of

these common-sense practitioners.

The cat literature of the present day has been steadily on the increase.

The first paper to supply special cat columns was _Fur and Feather_,

which, as its title infers, treats besides of birds, rabbits, poultry,

cavies, mice. This weekly paper has a large circulation amongst the

various fanciers. In 1899 _Our Cats_ was started, and is widely read by

the ever-growing circle of cat lovers, and claims the unique distinction

of being “The only newspaper in the world solely devoted to cats.” In

both these papers there are stud advertisements of cats and a register

of visits of queens and births of kittens.

In America the chief organs in the cat world are _The Cat Journal_, _The

Pet Stock News_, and _Field and Fancy_.

And now a few words on those most excellent institutions which should

appeal to the hearts of the animal loving public—I mean the homes for

poor stray and starving cats. It is a mercy that there are now several

of these refuges in our great metropolis. I have personally visited

Gordon Cottage at Argyle Road, Hammersmith, and the London Institution

in Camden Town. The objects of both these institutions are practically

the same, namely:—

(1) To receive and collect homeless and diseased cats and painlessly

destroy them.

(2) To provide a temporary home for lost cats.

(3) To board cats at a moderate weekly charge.

[Illustration:

THE CATS’ PLAYGROUND: ROYAL LONDON INSTITUTION FOR STARVING CATS AT

CAMDEN TOWN.

(_Photo: Cassell & Company, Limited._)

]

The Camden Town Institution to which Her Majesty the Queen has

graciously given Her Patronage, was founded by Mrs. Morgan in 1896, and

up to the end of 1901 has received the enormous number of 47,212 lost

and starving cats. The average received weekly is 300, and in one day as

many as 91 cats have been taken in. Not a day passes without several

wretched cats having to be destroyed at once on admission, and 80 per

cent. are destroyed within twenty-four hours of admittance. No charge is

made to the poor, and only 1s. 6d. for a painless death in the lethal

chamber is asked from those who can afford this most merciful mode of

destroying life. The dead cats are cremated at the Battersea Dogs’ Home

at a charge of 3d. each body. A motorcar is employed to go round and

collect stray cats, and will call at any house if due notice has been

given to the hon. manageress. It is estimated that the number of cats in

London is close upon three quarters of a million, of which from 80,000

to 100,000 are homeless. It is during the summer months, when

householders leave town for their holidays, that poor pussy is forsaken

and forgotten, and no provision being made for her, she is forced to

take to the streets, where she seeks in vain to stalk the wily London

sparrow or pick up any scraps from the gutter. The humbler folk very

frequently manifest vastly greater solicitude for the Tom or the Tabby

of their hearths than do their social superiors. All lovers of cats owe

a debt of gratitude to those truly noble ladies who have begun and carry

on such a merciful work in our midst. To attempt to alleviate suffering

must appeal to all; and even those who have an instinctive dislike to

harmless cats cannot fail to see the immense benefit to be derived by

the public at large from the noble endeavour to clear our London

streets, squares, parks, and empty houses of these poor forlorn and

friendless creatures.

[Illustration:

ROYAL LONDON INSTITUTION FOR LOST AND STARVING CATS.

(_Photo: Cassell & Company, Limited._)

]

At the Battersea Home for Lost Dogs there are also splendid arrangements

for stray cats, and at a very small charge per week cats can be taken in

to board. The catteries are capitally arranged, and the feeding is

excellent.

In our sister isle there is a Cats’ Home, established sixteen years ago

by Miss Swifte in Dublin, and she has most gallantly carried out the

beneficent objects with which she started her humane work. No doubt she

and other founders of similar institutions have had to suffer a

considerable amount of ridicule, for with many human beings the cat is

regarded as little deserving of commiseration or kindness. It is,

however, a sign of increased justice and benevolence that these homes

for cats do exist and obtain public support, although the funds received

are, according to all accounts, very inadequate to meet all the

expenses. This must surely be partly because these splendid institutions

are so little known to the general public.

Our American cousins are not behindhand in their laudable endeavours to

cope with the question of lost and starving cats, and an institution

similar to our Battersea Home was started in the early ‘eighties in the

district of Boston, and is called the “Ellen M. Gifford Sheltering Home

for Animals.” The lady giving her name to this humane institution left a

large sum of money to endow the home, and over the office is a tablet

bearing the following extract from one of Miss Gifford’s letters about

the time the home was opened:—

“If only the waifs, the strays, the sick, the abused would be sure to

get entrance to the home, and anybody could feel at liberty to bring

in a starved or ill-treated animal and have it cared for without pay,

my object would be attained. March 27, 1884.”

According to Miss Helen Winslow, the authoress of “Concerning Cats,”

there is another institution in Philadelphia which does not limit its

good work to tending cats and dogs, but cares for all living and

suffering animals, bringing relief to the unfortunate creatures by means

of a painless death.

It was as early as 1874 that this institution was founded, and in 1889

it was reorganised and incorporated as the “Morris Refuge for Homeless

and Suffering Animals,” having for its motto “The Lord is good to all,

and His tender mercies are over all His works.”

[Illustration:

THE CART OF THE ROYAL LONDON INSTITUTION FOR LOST AND STARVING CATS.

(_Photo: Cassell & Company, Limited._)

]

The efforts of the charitable ladies who so ably assisted in the

establishment of these institutions have been followed by others, and a

proposal to found a home for animals in Montreal has, I believe, proved

successful. Miss Winslow tells us that there are several cat asylums and

refuges in the Far West, and a Sheltering Home at Brighton, Mass. In

1901 a Cat Refuge was started in Chicago by a well-known cat lover, Mrs.

Leland Norton, and probably, as time goes on, some further organised

attempt will be made to deal with the question of lost and starving cats

in American towns.

The love of the cat still lingers in Egypt, and I have been told that

free rations to starving cats are dealt out every day at the Palace of

the Cadi and the Bazàr of Khan Kheleel; also that a cats’ home has been

founded in Cairo for the lodging and feeding of homeless cats.

[Illustration:

THE HON. PHILIP WODEHOUSE’S “SILVER SAINT.”

(_Photo: Clarke & Co., Norwich._)

]

There was a report that in order to cope with the innumerable lost and

starving cats the American Legislature had decided to enforce a bill for

licensing cats, but if such a law came into existence in any country the

result would surely be that thousands of cats with good homes would be

thrust out into the streets, and that rats and mice would multiply to an

alarming extent. It is estimated that in New York city alone 60,000 cats

depend for their daily food on garbage and the mice and rats that they

capture. Therefore, if each cat catches three mice or rats a week, the

sum total amounts to over 9,000,000 a year!

I have often wondered why some of our numerous “distressed ladies” do

not set up private homes for the care of cats. A really comfortable

country home for cats is an enterprise in which many a woman, who is

hopelessly at sea for some means of earning an honest livelihood in this

overcrowded work-a-day world, might thus combine pleasure with profit.

Many fanciers feel the difficulty and well-nigh impossibility of leaving

their catteries for any length of time, and few have a permanent and

responsible caretaker on the premises. An opening, therefore, presents

itself not only for boarding homes for cats, but for temporary helps who

could be engaged by the week or month to take charge of the cattery

during the absence of the owner. Of course, such a person should have

had experience with cats and kittens, and above all should be an animal

lover. To dwellers in any of our large cities the sojourn in some

country place would come as a boon and a blessing, and if the owner of

the cattery is fully assured of the capabilities of the caretaker, then

all anxiety of mind as to the welfare of the pets would be allayed.

There is a secluded corner in Hyde Park known as the Dog’s Cemetery, and

amongst the many headstones I noticed two or three erected in memory of

lost pussies who have been privileged to rest in this quiet burying

ground.

[Illustration:

A BEVY OF BLUES BELONGING TO MISS SAVERY.

(_Photo: Waschenki, St. Leonards-on-Sea._)

]

When we see poor pussies packed into dirty cages in the shops of dealers

of beasts and birds in our great metropolis, and when we are made sad by

the sight of the wretched starving cats of our streets, we can breathe

no better wish for them than a speedy deliverance from their life of

misery, even if it be to embark with the grim ferryman in their free

transportation to the Feline Elysium.

“There shall the worthies of the whiskered race,

Elysian mice o’er floors of sapphire chace,

’Midst beds of aromatic marum stray,

Or raptur’d rove beside the milky way.”

A French writer of the early part of the eighteenth century, a famous

Jesuit Father, suggests a very strange theory on the old idea as to the

nature of the soul of animals. I am sure that the question of a future

existence for those pets who during so short a time in this world have

been our faithful and loving companions must have often entered into the

hearts and minds of true animal lovers.

A wise and good man—a writer of some of our most beautiful hymns, and

who passed to his rest within the last year—wrote and gave me these

lines when he lost his faithful dog:—

SANCHO: AN OLD FRIEND.

A large brown Irish retriever: buried in the Vicarage Garden

of St. Paul’s, Haggerston: a stone to his memory is on the

school wall, with this inscription:—

“In the centre of this lawn lies

SANCHO,

a gentleman in all but humanity; thoroughbred, single

in mind, true of heart; for seventeen years the

faithful and affectionate friend of his master, who

loved him, and now for him ‘faintly trusts the larger

Hope’ contained, it may be, in Romans viii. 19–21.

_He died April 26, 1883._”

NOT sparse of friends the world has been to me

By grace of GOD; sweetness and light to life

Their love has given; many a stormy strife,

Many a pulseless torpor, on my sea,

Through them—their presence or their memory—

Have been or stilled or quickened; and to thee,

My Dog, the tribute, as the term, is due,

My _Friend_! not least of all dear, near, and true

These seventeen years—and through the years to be

Sure in my heart of immortality.

Must this be all? I’ the great Day of the LORD,

Shall aught that is of good and beauty now

Be missing? Shall not each gift be restored?

Paul says “the whole creation”—why not thou?

[Illustration:

CATS’ TOMBSTONES IN THE DOGS’ CEMETERY, HYDE PARK.

(_Photo: Cassell & Co., Ltd._)

]

[Illustration:

TABBIES UP A TREE.

_Photo: C. Reid, Wishaw._

]

The book of the cat · 第 2 / 33 章