Considering how much the cat cried to the people on the ground below, I was hopeful that she would be an easy rescue, but I was wrong. She became frightened when I climbed up to her, and she walked half way out a limb on the opposite side of the tree from me and perched there facing me. The nature of her cries and growls made it clear to me that she did not want me to approach any closer, and I had to be very careful with her to make sure she did not go farther out on the limb.
I opened a can of food and held it out to her. She was resistant at first, but after several attempts, she finally showed some interest in it. I reached as far as I could, and she came close enough to smell the food and then take a bite. I let her have a couple bites and then pulled the food a few inches closer to me, but she would not follow the food, and we were back at the same impasse. Without moving my body any closer to her, I got my feet in position where I could reach much closer to her and gradually moved my hand closer to her. She still was not responding to my hand, so I tried the food again. It took several attempts, but she began to show some interest in the food again. I prepared the cat bag on my arm and tried to get her to eat some more. When she began to eat, this time I was successful in getting her to come a little closer to me as I gradually pulled the food closer to me. When she was at last in range, I petted her as she ate and then grabbed her scruff and put her in the bag. She did not fight or fuss, but she did need some consoling once she was fully in the bag.
I brought her down and checked her for a microchip while she was still in the bag, but no microchip was found. We put her in a carrier, and Terry and Leslie had already agreed to be responsible for her at that point. They had contacted a local rescue group, Rescue Animal Aid of Mississippi, which agreed to come out to see her the following day, so Terry and Leslie kept her overnight and turned her over to the rescue group the next morning. If the owner is not found, they will put her up for adoption.
Because it took a long time to gain the kitty's trust, I turned my camera off during the boring parts of the rescue and failed to turn it back on for the ending. Therefore, I don't have any close pictures of the kitty in the tree. I also was never able to determine if the kitty is a male or female, so I am making a guess. While most orange cats are male, this one looked more like a female to me, so I'm going with that until I learn otherwise. I hope nothing but good things happen to her going forward.