The weird figure is soon seen from one of the windows. Now they’ve got her at last!
They recognize her at once—so a sack is soon fetched and slipped over her hind parts. For now she shall be drowned!
Just then a rag and bone man turns into the yard.
Once or twice a year he comes and buys old rags and bottles, and all sorts of worthless rubbish.
The fellow at once notices the cat’s shining fox-red coat—and the quick-witted farmer conceives a brilliant idea. The fellow has cheated him so many times; now he shall be paid back in his own coin!
With a cautious tap of the hammer he releases the cat from the jar....
“Do you want to buy a splendid mouser?”
“You bet I do!” replies the ragged one ... it was just what he was looking for.
The farmer piled on the agony. “Yes, she’s a record killer! You will scarcely believe it, but just before you came into the yard, she nearly strangled herself capturing a mouse which had dived into this milk-jar!”
The rag and bone man was completely taken in; he bought the cat eagerly and immediately.