Uncle Dick and Lisa's Old Time Animal Tales

About a Fortnight ago Mr. Evett, a Hatter at Lambeth, sitting in the Parlor, a strange little Cat came in, and running up his leg, bit his Finger, which immediately bled very much. He worried that the Cat was mad, for the pain struck to his heart, and he continued out of order till Saturday, when taking his horse to ride out, went no further than Vauxhall Bridge, where he fell off, and was carried into the house till his wife was sent for, who had him carried home in a Chair: He told her he would not survive 24 hours and, according to his Prediction, expired on Sunday in the Afternoon.