"...we should pass over all biographies of 'the good and the great,' while we search carefully the slight records of wretches who died in prison, in Bedlam, or upon the gallows."
~Edgar Allan Poe

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

Newspaper Clipping of the Day

Our next installment of the "Boston Post's" "Famous Cats of New England" series introduces us to a feline very aptly named "The Lucky."
"Lucky cat!" It's quite as good a phrase as "lucky dog." Proof of this is Peter. Peter is the beautiful white angora Simmons College cat. "The Rose in No Man's Land," the girls call Peter. He lives in their north hall dormitory.

Sixty downy couches to sleep upon; 60 shining chafing dishes all ready to brew his catship any favorite dish--these are only a few of the luxuries extraordinary that surround Peter the Lucky.

The cat that goes visiting every week-end is surely a cat entitled to his place on the list of New England's famous cats. Peter has gone home with different girls every week-end since college opened in September. He has week-ended in every single one of the New England states.

The girls even forego the comforts of the Pullman so that they may have Peter in his "hen coop" with them in the day coach.

The girls themselves made Peter's travelling compartment. Miss Eleanor Childs and Miss Kathleen Halladay designed it, and explain it as a cross between a berry crate and a knitting bag. At any rate it suffices to take Peter safely on his journeys.

Leaving tonight for Concord, N.H., to spend the Christmas vacation is the Simmons College cat. He is to be the house guest of Miss Dorothy Williams. Close application to books has made Peter very pale, the girls say, and they hope the bracing New Hampshire air will make a new cat of him.
~December 23, 1920


  1. Peter was one lucky fellow. I won't even discuss my envy at his 'going home with a different girl every weekend'...

    1. I just knew one of my male readers would comment on that, and my money was on it being you. :)

    2. A guy can dream. It's just a bit sad that I dream of being that cat...

  2. In my mind, Peter went home that weekend with the maid/assistant from Miss Phryne's Murder Mysteries, who is also named Miss Dorothy Williams. :)


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