The mouse was far wiser than that. He had run back to his hole like lightning. But the Captain had to look under the chair, and up the chair legs, and then take a candle and hunt in all the corners of the kitchen before Susannah would come down. Even then she was very much upset. Said she to the Captain, "Boss, if I had a cat like this yere one, I wouldn't have him long!" and she began singing:
"I'se known a heap ob bad cats,
But he's the worstest I'se known.
If he was mine, I'd take him to the gyarden
And bury him like a bone
Like a bone, like a bone, jus' like a wicked ol' bone!"
But he's the worstest I'se known.
If he was mine, I'd take him to the gyarden
And bury him like a bone
Like a bone, like a bone, jus' like a wicked ol' bone!"
