Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1876-05-24
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L f8rks tuo hOydl LOOiOkiCdl cOCiCey On
i tertains q crowd of distinguished
guests. trying, with true hospitality, to
make them all feel at their ease. and
| to give each one, as nearly as possible,
what he has been used to at home.
1 All the world is represented here.
Hot countries and cold; the arctic re-
giOns and the tropics African deserts
and polar SHOWS Indian jungles and
South American forests, and our own
Temperate Zone, all send their strange
inhabitants to the gardens of the Royal
Geological Society.
A flight of steps at the end of the
broad walk leads up to a wide stone
terrace, and at the top of the steps you
look down on your right, into a square,
paved court, with q high pole in the
middle and little sleeping-rOOms on
each side. Three or four fat. clumsy
bears are tumbling about on the pave
ment in rough, good -natured play,
keeping each an eye on the parapet
above to see if there is any chance for
buns; and the minute they spy visi-
tor, it is race which shall get to the
pole first. and then the lucky one
climbs up, and, drawing his four feet
| together, plants himself on the ball at
the top, and stretches his head out as
far as possible with wide-Open mouth,
ready to catclr the bun or cake, which
somebody on the parapet holds out
temptingly over the railing. 1t looks
as if he could jump off the pole into the
midst of the visitors and gObble them
up, buns and all, if he chose; but this
kind of bear can't jump; he can only
climb, so it is really quite safe, and he
is obliged to wait till the bun is thrown
to him, and if the aim isn't good, the
coveted morsel falls down and is ca
gerly snatched up by the bears who SIT
on their hind legs round the foot of the
pole, casting comical, implOring CLAN
ces at the people above. And then how
disappointed the poor fellow on the top
looks but he waits patiently for bet
ter luck, and presently somebody puts
cake on the end of a long stick,
which is always at hand, and pOkes it
safely across into his great red cavern
of a mouth. Bears are excessively
fond of sweets of all sorts, and in their
native woods like to steal the honey
the wild bees have stored up in hollow
trees, though sometimes they get well
stung for their pains.
A pretty, winding path through the
shrubbery at the left of the terrace
brings us down a slope to the place |
where the pair of white bears live. |
They have a beautiful stone house, |
covered with Towering vines, and in |
front a pond with a tagged path |
round it, on which, as We approach, |
the huge creatures are pacing up and |
down, waiting for dinner, growing |
savagely every now and then at the |
visitors who stand In tantalizing near |
ness, Just out of their reach. Their |
whole dOmain-hOuse, garden and
TapaaI hnf FaI
over with the thickest iron bars. Once,
they say, it was only fenced; but
though the top of the fence was made |
of pointed spikes pointed inward, one
of the bears got out early one morning |
and nearly killed a blacksmith who
happened to cross his path; and after
that they were rooted in. The white
bear and his wife once had two little
Ones,-sOft, pink creatures,-but the |
unnatural mother actually killed her
own children, much to everybOdy's
disappointment. The mother bears
fur is a purer, softer white than the
fathers, whose hair looks rather yell
lOwish when he stands close to his
great SNOWFALL of wife, and she
seems to be generally in tit of the
sulks, while he tramps about in a chrO-
nIc state of active fury. They suffer
terribly from the heat of an English
summer, and great blocks of ice are
constantly kept in the pond. to make
the water cool enough for their bath.
Mamma, Who is the Prettter.-TwO
little girls stood at their mothers knee
one day. They were twins, six years
of age. Dolly was dark and Dora fair.
They were very fond of each other, and
were made much of by all the house.
hold. They were both very pretty
said too frequently, as it sometimes
proved, for their happiness.
The children would hear such re-
marks as 81 think Miss Dolly much
prettier than Miss Dora look what
black, beautiful curls ~ or, "Oh, Miss
Dora is far the prettier to my thinking:
her hair is like gold, and her eyes are
soft and blue, and what pretty lips the
little dear has !" Who can wonder if
the quick ears of the little sisters took
in all that they heard, and that it
reused a feeling of jealousy within
them for a moment 1t was such an
occasion that brought them now to
their mother as an umpire to decide
the question, "Who was the prettier I"
1t was surely a very hard matter. as she
gazed upon the sweet eager faces wait
ing in anxiety for the judgment to be
pronounced.
At last she said, "Well, dears. l think
her the prettiest who thinks her sister
is, who loves to hear her beauty
praised, fOrgetful of herself. So if Do
ra loves to hear Dolly praised best.
and Dolly Dora, then you are both
equally pretty; but the desire to be
thought pretty will soon make my dear
little girls very ugly and very unlov-
able"
They never forgot this lesson. and as
they grew older became more and
more beautiful. because of the unsel-
fish love they bore to each other.
A gentleman out of the kindness of
his heart asked dozen small boys to
take walk in the field one pleasant
Summer day. But when he was ready
to return home they all began to get =,
weary, and he took the smallest boy on :
his back. Then they all cried to be !
carried in the same way. He then re- |,
sorted to an ingenious experiment.. :.
'1'll get horses for us all, and jumping !.
into a hedge he cut small wands for
ponies for the little fellows, and great
stake as charger for himself, which s
put mettle into their little legs, and {
they all rode cheerily home. q
Take care of little things. Springs ,,
are little things, but they are sources
of large streams; helm is a little {
thing. but governs the course of a ship; I
a bridle- bit is little thing, but see its I
practical use and power nails and q
pegs are little things, but they hold
large parts of buildings together. So a l
word. look, a frown, all are little 5
things, but they are powerful for good I
or evil. Think of this, parents and +,
and mind the little things In '
the lives and words and actions of the ,
children intrusted to you. a
Eating Insects.-Have you heard the e
shocking story that Mr.. Darwin and
Mrs. Treat have been telling about 1
certain plant-relatives of mine-the a
sundew and Others-that they actualIy !;