Tip, a tortoise-shell Cat;
An old and faithful Servant of both.
Prologue by Old Servant, as follows:
We three before the fire, one night,
Had but its flickering blaze for light—
My dog, my cat, on either side;
I mused, while they grew sleepy-eyed.
But, if they waked, or if they slept,
Still each some watch on other kept.
Now what is this, good Bounce, good Tip,