Mrs. Mary Johnson, in Our Little Ones, tells a good story:
Purr, purr, purr! Pussy sat on the kitchen window-sill, with her eyes half-shut and purred and purred. She looked very sleepy indeed, but she was more sly than sleepy.
She was an Angora cat, and very handsome. She had long, silky, white fur and fringed ears, and a bushy tail like a squirrel. She often curled it over her back, just as a squirrel would.
