and lifted me tenderly up and I saw tears in the eyes of my mistress. It
seemed that they thought I had been lost from the car and had given me up
until one of the family said, "Perhaps we did not take him on at all. Let
us go back and see." Business, however, had kept the master so tied up
that he could not spare the car. After my rescue they tried to make me
comfortable but I thought of poor Lord Roberts and tried to tell them of
his plight, and when the car was slowly nearing his house I flung myself
out and crept to his window and when they followed, his cry of despair
made them understand, and Lord Roberts was saved!

How happy I was when we reached home and how grateful when the mistress
went to the telephone and called up the kind lady of the Animal Rescue
League. She told her that there were a dozen or more abandoned cats at the
shore and giving directions to her begged her to go, or send at once to
see that, if they could not be saved, they would be put out of their
misery. A happy, peaceful life with dear Tom for a companion followed from
then on. Everyone is so kind and considerate to me now in my old age that
I plead for the others, the less fortunate ones of my species--and I also
pray that all who read these simple annals of my life will find it in
their hearts to remember their faithful feline friends and never under any
circumstances be tempted to ill-use or abandon them.

And as I sit in the gentle glow of the firelight, the light of my life
growing dimmer day by day, waiting to join the great majority, I thank the
God of my master, that I am no longer a nomad, a wanderer, and my heart
goes out to those who are. Shall ye wilfully abandon His creatures, ye
shall not enjoy peace in the hereafter!