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A Remarkable Lion Story..'

vacant lot situated between the Hip
podrome and the Champs de Mars, a
menagerie-sucha as has never been seen
in Europe-is to be open during the
next three months 1t will undoubtedly
be curious and interesting, but I doubt
if the capture of any one of its animals
has such a history as the lions about to
appear at the Porte Saint Martin The
ater. / am indebted to M. d'Ennery,
one of the authors of the ssTour du
Monde,'' for the following particulars:
These superb animals have never form
ed part of any menagerie, and have re
tanned all their terrible savageness, 1t
is hunter, and not trainer, who ac-
companies them. Macomo, a large,
powerful negro of Central Africa, made
himself master of these beautiful ami
mails in the following manner: He had
been informed Of the nightly presence
of lion in his neighborhood. He lost
no time in arming himself with a long
cutlass, and, dragging young OK after
him. arrived at the appointed place.
At the usual hour his majesty appeared.
The moon was at its full, and the strange
trio saw one another as in day. The
lion gave utterance to deep, signif-
cant growl, looked from the man to the
OK and fourished his great tail. Ma
como remained perfectly quiet for an in
slant, then, suddenly plunging his cut
lass into the OK, he raised him in his
vigorous arms and threw him at the
lions feet. The wild beast made
bound, sprang upon the bleeding body,
caressing it for moment as cat does
a mouse, and then, giving expression to
stifed growls of joy, he drank the blood
and crushed the bones. And Macomo
what was he doing all this timer
Seated quietly a few steps from his guest,
he opened little sack from which he
took bit of corn-bread and dry figs
and began his own frugal repast. When
his hunger began to be satisfied, the lion
raised his head and looked at the man.
Their eyes met. Those Of the lion were
filled with surprise. Those OF the man
were calm and smiling. The lion re-
turned to his supper. When he was
completely satisfied he rose. Macomo
did likewise. The lion made three or
four steps towards Macomo, who re-
manned motionless, and looking once
more at his OK, which was but partially
devoured, his eyes seemed to say
This belongs to me-" Macomo bow
ed. A last glance, friendly this time,
and the lion quietly went his way, leav-
Wacomo to return to his home. On
the following evening, at the same hour,
the African returned to the place of
meeting, where the half-devoured car
cass lay, and shortly afterward the lion
made his appearance, but not alone this
time. AS the hunter had foreseen, he
came accompanied by family and
friends. They were four in number
two lions, a honess and lions whelps.
The repast was served, but not as on the
previous evening, in the open
air. Wacomo had built an arbor,
covered with vines, banana and palm
leaves, and into this pretty dining-room
his guests entered fearlessly. Then
crawling noiselessly within reach of q
hidden spring Macomo touched it, and
his four lions suddenly found themselves
imprisoned in strong iron cage whose
bars had been hidden beneath green
leaves. Friends were near at hand to
aid in removing the four lions upon a
cart, and they were about to commence
their work when they perceived new
lioness crouched down upon the sand
and licking her whelps between the iron
bars. When the men raised the cage
upon the cart she looked at them be-
seechingly, and when they all marched
on she followed at short distance with
dropping head and fearful. eyes. And
thus it is that we have five lions instead
of four at the theater Porte Saint Martin
five terrible, ferocious beasts, ready
to revolt at any moment, and although
Macomo enters their cage and dominates
them to certain extent, they have mo-
forgiven him for having taken advantage
of their confidence in him, and woule
ask nothing better than to treat him al
Lucas was treated by his seven lions il
the last days Of the old Hippodrome-
simply tear him to pieces.-Pdris Cor
Boston Advertiser.
JUST before the thunderstorm on Sat
urday evening last, Whitehall NAL
stepped into the telegraph office at thi
place and requested the privilege Of talk
ing through the telephone with his wife
who was visiting friends at Trey. 3 MI
John w. Eddy, the gentlemanly assist
ant manager, granted the request, an
the Whitehaller began operations. II
couldn't be prevailed on to believe tina
it was really his wife who was talkin
to him, and she so many miles away
He finally asked her to do or say SONS
thing known to himself only, that b
might be convinced that it was her. Jul
then a. rambling streak of lightnin
came on the wires, keeling the husban
over on his head, when he jumped to b
feet and exclaimed "That's the o
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