them and nipping the ends of their tails;

which malicious act she always supplemented with a loud burst of laughter. She was as thievish as the "Gazza Ladra" herself, and equal to getting ten servants hung on false accusations. In the twinkling of an eye she would rifle every knife, fork, and spoon from the table. Money, scissors, thimbles, anything that glittered, she would seize upon and swiftly fly away with to her hiding place. As the corner where she deposited her stolen goods was well known to us all, we allowed her to do this; but the servants of a neighboring family were less indulgent, and they killed her one day because, as they stated, she had stolen a pair of new sheets,—an accusation which made us think of that minute cat in "How to succeed," which devoured four pounds of butter and only weighed three quarters of a pound after it! The master and mistress of the house scouted