The kitten is a calico of black, white, and orangy brown. She is a little sweetheart who everybody loves the minute they see her dear little face. Jacob Parrish is the proud owner of this wonderful kitten. Jacob's beloved lady friend and fiancee, the beautiful and elegant Cynthia Wheelock, loves the kitten even more than Jacob.

Jacob and Cynthia have reserved a train for Boston so that Cynthia can introduce Jacob to her mother before they are married. They rode to this little rail stop, way outside of town with no station house, in the company of a friend who now has left. It's hot for April, the train hasn't come yet, and is now twenty minutes late. They brought the kitten, but Jacob has just discovered that he forgot the bottle and formula the veterinarian gave him.

"Jacob, the kitten is hungry. What shall we do?"

"The train will come soon. I'm sure we can get milk on board."

"What if the train doesn't come till the next time slot eight hours from now? The one were expecting may have broken down. She needs nourishment right now. Look at her". Admittedly the kitten does look a bit peeked.

"All right, just for you, Dear. We passed a farm about a mile back. You can stay with the kitten and I'll walk back and buy some milk if I can raise the farmer. But just in case, lets wait another half hour or so for the train. Let's go into the woods and find a nice cool spot. The sun is flailing on us like an angry octopus. We have to get into shade".

They walk to the woods a hundred feet away. They enter a lovely, but rather well irrigated area, with a large stream meandering through. Jacob takes Cynthia's hand and they hop from one mossy little island to another, each too small to occupy. Finally they find a big island, but Jacob notices a bunch of medium sized red ants rapidly crossing a fallen branch from a bigger adjacent island where their rotted tree metropolis has been torn apart, probably by a black bear seeking food. Somehow he can tell by the way these ants move that they are aggressive and should be avoided even though this island is just right for stopping. Seeing that Cynthia is about to sit down, Jacob says "No, cross to that next one, unless you want some of those fellows in your petticoat. If that happens I'll have to get you naked before our wedding night just so I can brush them off your shapely young body." He points to the ants.

"If you try that, Mister Parrish, on our wedding night I'll deny you my favors, wait till you go sleep, tie you up, awaken you, and then put some red ants on your wiener!" she says with a very teasing look. Jacob laughs. He never ceases to be amazed at the remarkable things this lovely young woman will say. It's just one more reason why he loves her so much. But now he shows resolve and directs her to the next little island which is smaller, but good enough.

"You are such a worrywart. They're only ants". They cross to the next island and sit on a large rock. Cynthia puts the kitten on the mossy carpet and the little one just sits, looking around. After an hour the train still hasn't come and Jacob says, "I guess I better head back to the farm". He kisses Cynthia and leaves. In this heat, Cynthia feels drowsy and dozes. She doesn't notice that the kitten has ventured out onto a large piece of fallen tree bark partially in the water.

Cynthia opens her eyes just in time to see the kitten's little bark boat disembark into the main flow of the stream heading rapidly away to parts unknown. She jumps up to follow, but slips on the wet moss at the waters edge and falls over backwards, hits her head against a mossy rock, and is knocked unconscious. Cynthia's arm is draped out above her head and her hand just contacts the little island they had passed over. The hungry ants cross her arm rapidly, swarm all over the her exposed parts, and within five minutes have stripped all the skin completely off her face. Then she awakens.
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April 12 1842

Jacob waits. The doctor emerges. "I'm sorry, Jacob. I'm afraid she is hopelessly insane and I can't say when there will be any change. Usually time alone... but I just can't say. There is little clinical precedent for comparison. This kind of thing doesn't happen every day. I would recommend that you try to somehow move on in your life. The chapter with Cynthia is simply over".

Jacob cries himself to sleep every night for a month. He has tried to visit Cynthia, but the doctor always advises against it. Finally he is told to come. As he enters the room he sees his love in a white robe wearing a gause mask painted to resemble her former face. The nurses have bathed Cynthia and fixed her hair. He crosses the room briskly and embraces her warmly, but suddenly feels the point of the scissors she has been hiding, pierce his neck. He reels and falls to the floor.

May 14 1842

Jacob awakes finally facing the fact that his relationship with Cynthia is over. The physical pain of his injury is very great. The doctor says that because of nerve damage the pain will be ongoing and gives Jacob a mixture of laudanum and cannabis with the admonition that he should not increase the frequency or the amount he takes.
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September 3 1842

Jacob arrives in New York and within a few weeks is frequenting an opium den near the waterfront. There is also a strange, cruel woman he has been seeing. She is tall, slender but voluptuous, and very beautiful. The woman frequently holds Jacob in close restraint for many hours or even one or two days at a time. She is grim in her practice of torment. On more than one occasion, as coincidence will have it, she even uses ants. Sometimes the couple is joined by a petite shapely red haired woman about twenty. This little beauty is very strict with her switch and billy club. She likes obedient oral attention, but only from her naval on down to the soles of her feet.

In between these episodes Jacob visits the opium den more and more frequently. As we might expect, Jacob's health has begun to deteriorate and his looks along with it. One day the woman tires of him and farms him out to another woman. Ham doesn't like men and sometimes beats Jacob's naked buttocks for one or two hours at a time with a wide leather belt. Jacob is beyond our help at this point and we must now part company with him.

Meanwhile at the insane asylum, Cynthia is being visited by a large muscular orderly who has a deal with his girlfriend, the night nurse. Twice a week Cynthia bathes. On the first visit the orderly runs in naked, pinches Cynthia's nipples, wrestles her down, and rapes her on the floor. After the initial struggle and screaming, Cynthia begins to moan, and finally calls out Jacob's name several times. This goes on twice a week for three months. Marital and money troubles, however, have now given the orderly a good deal of self reproach. From this point on he always precedes the rape with a good hard blackjacking just to show Cynthia just who is boss.

But, in the meantime with all this human nonsense going on, what has happened to the World's Dearest Little Kitty Kat?
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The kitten is thrilled and amazed as she braves the tiny rapids of the stream in her vessel of bark. About two miles downstream the water slows as it comes past a large dairy farm. A pretty little six year old blond girl maned Katy has just come down to play on the stream bank and finds the kitten sitting on the bark among the rushes. She gets her father and he quickly takes the kitten to a big mother cat who is nursing a small litter and has two extra nipples. The kitty is saved.

Katy names the kitten Farina for some reason and Farina grows up to be a fine large cat. She has has two litters of her own, but after three months Katy's pa sells the farm and the new farmer chases all the cats away. He is a marksman and enjoys hunting the rats which most dairymen leave to the cats who they usually reward with surplus milk.

Farina is now feral and relocates to a new home under a shed on a chicken farm two miles down the road. She learns to raid the hen house and one night comes face to face with a small but very energetic little competitor. Instinct tells her not to engage this creature even though she is twelve times his size. The weasel is small, but oh my! He usually kills three chickens at a time just for the first gush of blood he gets from the throat of each, then leaves. On these occasions all Farina has to do is wait for the weasel to depart and then feast on what he has killed.

One day Farina is just about to devour a large hen she just killed when she feels a terrible pain in her neck. The farmer's big gray German Shepherd has just grabbed her from behind. He shakes her hard. This breaks her neck and she dies instantly. She was a dear little sweetheart, but she is gone now. She is, however, survived by fourteen new kitties she brought into the world, which is certainly a good deal more than we can say for our friends Jacob and Cynthia who at this very moment are being mercilessly beaten by their respective tormenters.