The "fruit" on the tree at Durfee was increasing in quantity
and variety at a prodigious rate.
"A dollar apiece for its ears!" some one else screeched.
But the cat was too agile for the hands that were reached out to stop
its flight. It whisked under the legs of the students and was out and
away like a shot.
"Been up there watching the performance!" some one sung out.
"Gug-gug-goshfry! There's a man up there!" Joe Gamp howled, as his eyes
fell on Donald Pike. "It will be raining mum-mum-men, as well as
cuc-cuc-cuc-cats, next thing! Ahaw! ahaw! ahaw!"
As his lips flew open to their widest extent to emit this roar, the
other cat sailed downward out of the tree and struck him squarely in the
mouth. He tumbled backward with a roar, which, however, was not at all
hilarious, and began to dig sputteringly at his tongue and lips, which
were liberally coated with cat hair.
"More cats!" said Dismal. "I'd as soon have the frogs of Egypt, as to
have the trees showering down cats."
"How do you like cat diet, Gamp?" screeched Bink, who did not relish the
way he had been laughed at.
"I'll die-it, if one of 'em hits me!" Dismal solemnly asserted.
"Look out!" a student warningly yelled. "The man is coming, too!"
Everybody beneath the limb fell back out of the way, pushing against
those behind, many being hurled down and trodden on.
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