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Animal Heroes
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Ernest Thompson Seton
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LIFE
III
IX
Cats
can
go
very
fast
up
a
tree
or
over
a
wall,
but
when
it
comes
to
the
long
steady
trot
that
reels
off
mile
after
mile,
hour
after
hour,
it
is
not
the
cat-hop,
but
the
dog-trot,
that
counts.
Although
the
travelling
was
good
and
the
path
direct,
an
hour
had
gone
before
two
more
miles
were
put
between
her
and
the
Hades
of
roses.
She
was
tired
and
a
little
foot-sore.
She
was
thinking
of
rest
when
a
Dog
came
running
to
the
fence
near
by,
and
broke
out
into
such
a
horrible
barking
close
to
her
ear
that
Pussy
leaped
in
terror.
She
ran
as
hard
as
she
could
down
the
path,
at
the
same
time
watching
to
see
if
the
Dog
should
succeed
in
passing
the
fence.
No,
not
yet!
but
he
ran
close
by
it,
growling
horribly,
while
Pussy
skipped
along
on
the
safe
side.
The
barking
of
the
Dog
grew
into
a
low
rumble--a
louder
rumble
and
roaring--a
terrifying
thunder.
A
light
shone.
Kitty
glanced
back
to
see,
not
the
Dog,
but
a
huge
Black
Thing
with
a
blazing
red
eye
coming
on,
yowling
and
spitting
like
a
yard
full
of
Cats.
She
put
forth
all
her
powers
to
run,
made
such
time
as
she
had
never
made
before,
but
dared
not
leap
the
fence.
She
was
running
like
a
Dog,
was
flying,
but
all
in
vain;
the
monstrous
pursuer
overtook
her,
but
missed
her
in
the
darkness,
and
hurried
past
to
be
lost
in
the
night,
while
Kitty
crouched
gasping
for
breath,
half
a
mile
nearer
home
since
that
Dog
began
to
bark.
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