The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1875-09-15

WEDNESDAY. SEPT. is. 1876.


parehoss Daras and Deasts-Mrs.
Nnsnhauass Ras1ling Report Of the
s3ghts sAat she $50 There.
Mrs. NJ. n. Burnham, the rich, rare
and racy correspondent of the st.
Louis Republican writes In tum-
ble-dOwn building you see two show
windows filed with shrill. canary
birds. while inside the store countless
song birds of all descriptions make
the close room vocal. An old, courte-
Gus German gives you permission to
go through to the inner court, where
curious boxes of foreign make stand
piled around you. Long and eventful
Journeys have hacked and stained
these cases since first they we're made
in those far off lands where their oc-
cupants ran wild. Young monkeys,
old monkeys, dear little monkeys,
strong-armed, ferce-faced monks,
monks with gaudy sit downs, where
patches of vivid scarlet showing on
the rusty brown, looked as if they
had worn the seats of their trousers
out and had red flannel shirts inside.
Little green monks 'sicklied DER
with the pale cast of thought" or
stomach, ache; taciturn monks and
voluble monks who strove to speak
and let the worst be known, in fact
every species of our forefathers can
be found at Birche's and bird and
beast emporium.
Here. curled on blanket. is the
primal foe, the nasty serpent. There,
rattling round. its small cage. is
beautiful dwarftiger, and any number
of minor brutes lie in boxes about the
limited court. To this collection
there came last week baby hippo
potamus. It's about as big as COW,
and the fac simile of hog. It's cut
ting a small tooth that looks like
young grave stone. It eats a bushel
of turnips at meal, and tears up the
flooring of its tank with its little
hands and lets roar out of its
church door of mouth that shakes
up the snakes. This infant is the
property Of Barnum, and cost more
than o house and lot (S20,O00). I
went down to see the coming little
Hip, the baby Hip-on-tomas and
found beast looking as old as the
pyramids, with hide like an iron
clad. But there is baby there. such
o darling, wee yellow pup of thing,
50 soft and playful that ii I'd had the
price of him I'd soon left him behind.
He's only valued at $1,000 and is
healthy African lion. That high fig
ure, and q resolution / have, deferred
me from the purchase.
Years ago Alfred TAFT, the artist,
returned to a hosiery on Chautegay
lake, from q tramp in the woods,
bearing dear ball Of black cub of
q black bear That precious toad was
nursed and tended and fed and petted
by your correspondent, and lugged
upon all occasions in her arms. His
name was Claude. and we gave him a
playmate in a white kitten, named
Pauline, and much l had to say of the
effect of an early association and the
virtues of Christian education. One
of these laudatory discussions sud.
denly closed by the eating of Pauline
by Claude, and when / rushed to save
. clause Of her rapidly vanishing tail,
my saving claws were laid open by
five nails opening out like knives from
the nasty brute's unconverted paws.
Moral suasion and Christian inhu-
ence were thrown to the winds while
/ banged that nero over the nose with
the poker. Within three days of the
time when he led life of early bed
times. and bread and milk. and slept
with his nose in the back of my neck,
he lunched off one of the hunters
legs, killed a sheep, was put in iron
chains, secured to stake, and be-
came bear of the most blood thirsty
character. It's just as we'll 1 didn't
buy the baby ion-Indianapolis SEN
tinel, September z.