News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1886-12-16
A TAME lions AFFECTION.
Dying of Grief in His Cage, BEeanss HIS
Tanner Left Him.

The story is told of Gerard, the great
lion hunter, that he captured whelp In
| the mountains of Jebel Me2ours, Algiers,
named it Hubert, and brought it up az
he would bring up dog from puppy
| hood. After some time, his huge pet
becoming too dangerous to go at large,
Gerard made present of the animal to
his friend, the Due d'Aumale, and HUI
bert travelled to Paris in a big cage, be-
moaning his separation from his old
master. The next year Gerard himself
| visited Paris, ON leave of absence from
the army, and went at once to the Jardln
des Plantes to see his exiled favOrite.
eli describes the interview as follows:
Hubert was lying, down halfasleep,
regarding at intervals, with half-shut
eyes, the persons who were passing and
repassing before him. All of sudden
he raised his head, his tail moved, his
eyes dilated, a 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 long breath. At
each inhalation his attitude became more
noble, his look more satisfied and affec-
tionate. Under the uniform that had
been so dear to him he began to recog-
niZe the friend of his heart.
Il felt that it only needed a single
word IN 6iSCipofa oil doubt
Hubert y l said, as l laid my hand
on him my old soldierr
''Not anoter word. With a furious
bound and a note of welcome he sprang
against the iron bars that bent ard
trembled with the force of the blow.
My friends fed in terror, calling on me
to do the same. Noble ANIMAL You
made the world tremble even in your
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 | 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 frenzies
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 l had gone back to
him twenty times, and tried to make
him understand that would come again,
that succeeded in quitting the place.
''After that ! came to see my friend
daily, sometimes spending several hours
with him in his cage. But after while
| noticed that he became sad and dispi-
rited, and when the keepers alluded to
his furious agitation and excitement
every time I left him, and attributed his
worn-out and changed appearance to
this cause. I 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
ers came forward, saluting, and said {:
Don't come any more, sir Hubert is
dead. '"-Detrojt Free Pre- s.