Connecticut western news., 1886-12-01
A TAME LIONS AFFECTION.
Dying of Grief in His Cage, B cnnse His
 Tanner Left Hini.

The story is told of Gerard, the great lion hunter, that he captured whelp in the mountains of Jebel Mezours, Algiers, named 1t Hubert, and brought it up as he would bring up 6 dog from puppy hood. After some time, his huge pet tecoming too dangerous to go at large, Gerard made present of the animal to his friend, the Due d'Aumale and Hu- bert travelled to Paris in big cage, be- moaning his separation from, his old master I he next year Gerard himself visited Palis, on leave of absence from the army, and went at once to the Jardin des Plantes to see his exied favorite. ell describes the interview as follows:
 ''Hubert was lying, down half asleep, regarding at intervals, with halfshut eyes, the persons who were passing and requesting before him All of d sudden he raised his head, his tail moved, his eyes dilated, nervous motion contract ed the muscles of his face. He had, seen the uniform of the Spahis, but had not yet recognized his friend drew near er and nearer, and no longer able to re- strain my emotion, stretched my hand out to him through the bars.
 "Without ceasing his earnest gaze he applied his nose to my hand and drew in knowledge with a long breath. At each inhalation his attitude became more noble, his look more satisfied and affec- tionate. Under the uniform that had been 50 dear to him he began to reeog hize the friend of his heart:
 II felt that it only needed d single word to dissipate all doubt.
 Y" 'Hubert! said, as l laid my hand on him-'my old soldierp
 "Not anoter word. With a furious bound and note of welcome he sprang against the iron bars that bent ard trembled with the force of the blow. My friends fled in terror, calling on me to do the same. Noble animal! You ecstacies of pleasure.
 Hubert was standing with his cheek against the grating, attempting to break down the obstacle that separated us, magnificent to behold as he shook the walls of the building with his roars of joy and anger His enormous tongue licked the hand that I abandoned to his caresses, while with his paws he gently tried to draw me to him. If any one tried to come near he tell into ftenzies of rage, and when the visitors fell back to distance he became calm and cares sing as before, handling me with his huge paws, rubbing against the bars and licking my hand, while every gesture and moan and look told of his joy and his love.
 "When turned to leave him he shook the gallery with his heartrending roars; and it Was not until had gone back to him twenty times, and tried to make him understand that would come again, that I succeeded in quitting the place. "After that l came to see my friend daily, sometimes spending several hours with him in his cage. But after while l noticed that he became sad and dispi- rited, and when the keepers alluded to his furious agitation and excitement every time left him, and attributed his worn-out and changed appearance to this cause, took their advice and made my visits as seldom as possible: One day, some four months from the time of my first meeting with him is Paris, l entered the garden, and one of the keep CTS came forward, saluting, and said Don't come any more, sir. Hubert is dead. '"-Det1,1t Free Pre S.