A preacher was riding to one of the churches on his circuit when
darkness fell. It was about to storm, and the only house nearby was
an old mansion which was reputed to be haunted. The preacher
clutched his Bible and said: "The Lawd will take care o' me".
He went into the mansion just as the storm broke. He put his
horse into the barn and made his way into the house. The door was
unlocked. He went into a large room which contained a fireplace
that filled one wall. There was wood laid for a fire. He laid a
match to it. Then the preacher sat down to read his Bible.
Gradually, the fire burnt down to a heap of coals as the storm
howled around the mansion. The preacher was roused from his reading
by a sound. He looked up from his Bible. A very large, black cat
was stretching itself. Then it walked to the fire and sat down
among the red hot coals. It picked a coal up in its paw and licked
it slowly. The cat got up, shook of the ashes, and walked to the
foot of the preacher's chair. It fixed blazing yellow eyes upon
him, black tail lashing and said quietly: "Wait until Emmet
comes".
The preacher jumped from Genesis to Matthew in shock. He had
never heard of a cat talking before. Nervously he kept reading his
Bible, muttering to himself, "The Lawd will take care o' me."
Two minutes later, another cat came into the room. It was black
as midnight, and as large as the biggest dog. It lay down among the
red-hot coals, lazily batting them with enormous paws. Then it
walked over to the other cat and said: "What shall we do with
him?"
The first cat replied: "We should not do anything until Emmet
comes".
The two cats, black as midnight, sat watching the preacher, who
read through the Gospels at top speed, aware of blazing yellow eyes
watching him.
A third cat, big as a tiger, entered the room. It went to the
fire full of red-hot coals and rolled among them, chewing them and
spitting them out. Then it came to the other two cats facing the
preacher in the chair.
"What shall we do with him?" it growled to the others. "We
should not do anything until Emmet comes," the other cats replied
together.
The preacher flipped to Revelation, looking furtively around the
room. He closed the Bible and stood up.
"Goo'night cats. I is glad of yo' company, but when Emmet comes,
you done tell him I been hereah and went."
The cache is a bison tube, BYOP, not too hard to find.
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