Ikey remembered seeing his father kill a
pet dog with chloroform, and so volunteered to try it on the cat. Carl
bought the chloroform, and, putting some cotton saturated with it in a
paper bag, they drew this over the animal's head, covering all with a
box made as air-tight as possible.
"But," said Ikey comically, "I don't know whether cats are neighbors."
"Indeed, they are most useful ones, and frequently unappreciated. It
was a kind thing to do, and, now you know how easy it is, I hope you
will all be ready to put any poor animal out of its misery when you
find it hopelessly hurt."
"We had a beautiful funeral, Cousin Zelie, and are going to take up a
collection for a tombstone," said Aleck.
They grew so merry over Ikey's story that it was difficult to come
back to such commonplaces as writing on fences and walls, and
scattering papers around.
"Everybody does such things, so what difference will our not doing
them make?" asked Jim.
"Everything has to begin, and you don't know how contagious a good
example is," replied Mrs. Howard.
"Let's have a penny fine for each time we do a thing of the sort,"
Carl suggested.
Last of all, Will Archer told about the little lame boy, son of the
minister at the church on the corner.
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