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About The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current | View Entire Issue (July 7, 1912)
THE SUNDAY OKEGONIAN. PORTLAND, JULY 7, 1912. Drewin&s by WM 11 LOOMS 1. The silly season had arrived it comes this time each year When Newport startles all the world by doing something "queer, So then behold fair Genevieve her pretty, forehead knitting, Some foolish and extravagant new "stunt" in hope of hitting 2. At. last a plan occurred to her which made her cry : 'Oh, that's The very thingj I'll give a tea to all the smart set cats ! All fashionable felines shall the guests of honor be! The papers will be full of it and triumph I can see !" LV She senr her invitations out. V- Of course thev. caused a stir I?) 2 And Mrs. Jnmn-Un smiled to hear the nice things said of her. "And, Jim," she cried, "don't spoil it all! Take care, for mercy's sake !" 'THkeep away, my dear," said Jim, "then I CAN'T make.no break!" A s 4. The pampered pets arrived in stcts A wondrous scene they made, Bejewelled cats from Persia, sleeAngoras gem-arrayed. v! Theysat-sedately-in theifcliaifC their mistresses beside them, While with the choicest daipties servantsuniformed, supplied them ! 1 : r " Jiff v Agxii&i:? ?v -mrmmmmw k l - -i . rCOPYRlCHT. toi. BT TBS NEW YORK HERAiOCOJ AH RicbU R 5. Repbrters'and photographers were there from far and wide, 'Arid 'Genevieve was interviewed and blushed with modest pride. " ' Arid finally a camera was set to "take" the scene , For a full-page illustration in some high-class magazine. ' . . .- - - 6. Of eourseat just that moment Jim came wand'ring 'round the lawn. ' Thought he: "By jinks! I'd like to see how Gen is gettin on !" So in he went, forgetting that his fav'rite bull dog, Slats Was at his side, an enemy to all the race of cats 1 7. Slats saw the scene. He gave one growl ! Then hurtled through the air And forty felines yowled in fear and scattered everywhere ! Ten thousand dollars' worth of cats, with jewels worth still more, Out through.the doors and windows. went as cats ne'er flew before! 8. Of course the Jump-Ups had to pay'for all the missing cats. "I wonder," mattered Genevieve, "dear Jim, twixt you and Slats Which is the bigger numbskull, eh?" Said Jim, "Well, I've a hunch That prize belongs to anyone who'd ask fooj cats to lunch !'