Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-07-13
ATExAs GIRL IN NEW YORK.
Alice and Jim Bexar i'm the Park-An Emotional AfternOOn-Music and
 MOnlkeys-JIm in Mischief
rcoprrirht 1sp1. by rhe United press.l

ing a beautiful, precocious and elegantly dressed baby. He Is so big and handsome and attracts so much admiring attention that feel I shine somewhat, too, in re- fected glory. It's true he does, occasion ally, attract almost too much attention and get little obstropolous, but not often; and every pleasure in life must have some little compensating drawback.
 He went up to Central Park last Satur- day, to enjoy the fresh loveliness of the place in its spring suit, and to see and hear all that is there to be seen and heard the Seventh Regiment Band, the museum, the menagerie, the crowd etc.
 We passed by a bench in a retired nook where sat a nurse maid, with her charge, and gentleman. The girl was unmistaka- bly, German, with a skin like wild rose, flaxen hair and large, gentle blue eyes. It was the face of simple, ingenious child, in which every thought and emotion was reflected from the moment of its birth. Her color came and went, she rolled the baby back and forth nervously; and al- ternately the big blue eyes were cast down and raised to those of the man beside her half frightened, half pleased. He was a good looking, elegantly dressed young gentleman; and he leaned toward her and spoke in a low voice, and in her own soft German.
 Faust and Marguerite" said I.
 70, you know 'em?" inquired Jim.
 "Yes," returned, when I see them"
 The crowd was enormous, there were all sorts and conditions of folks, and every imaginable variety of costume, gait and bearing. I enjoy this sort of thing i'm mensely when alone, but the comments of the free and fearless Arab at my side lent a new piquancy and spirit to the amuse- ment.
 We went up as close as we could to the ba he nd Y11o operatic selection or piece of semi-classic music. I wanted to hear, but it was all most impossible on account of the restless moving of thousands of feet, and the inter- mittent murmuring of thousands of voices
 The piece ended. After a pause, a note like the sublimation and etnerealization ofa bird tone sailed out across the vast crowd. It was a piccolo solo, Sweet Home, ""When The Swallows" or "Su- vance River;" at first the simple air, then through again and again, with every sort of dainty ornament and fanciful variation. The crowd pressed noiselessly close, and listened in rapt silence to the exquisite strains, with their accompaniment of swish -swish-swishing feet, very soft and in distinct, on more distant walks. looked around at the faces near me; all were touched and melted by the same feeling; none was so homely, so coarse or evil, but 1t showed trace, 8 glimpse, a shadowing of divine origin-its heavenly nativity. As for Jim, the big brown eyes were full of tears; and when the player ceased he re- marked that the sun was in our eyeS-wed d better move.
 "Yes." said l. Pm mashed as fiat as 0 paper doll now"
 The museum was closed, and we went on to the menagerie. As we came within eight of the carnivora cages a magnificent lion rose, stretched his head upward, and roared out his uneasiness and distress again and again. As looked at the superb and terrible beast, @ smaller, tawny head emerged little from behind his. It was the lioness, rubbing her cheek against his in mute tenderness and sympathy, He raised his head again and muttered once or twice, but finally turned his eyes upon her, hesitated, then lay down, she creep ing close beside him with her cheek nestled beneath his. It was beautiful picture to the eye; but it was yet more touching and eloquent to the heart. How mysterious the might and beauty of the love God puts in the hearts of his creatures; the faithful tenderness that could thus soothe the mis- erfes of hopeless captivity and exile for a powerful and imperious monarch.
 "Here heard 0 call from Jim, and went over to see what he had discovered "Why-why, they're buffaloes, aren't they? Poor, sick looking things; ragged,
 an weak, an sorry. They're not much like the fellows we used to chase out on the plains." And, thereupon, he gave me a brief but dramatic description of how he killed the last buffalo he saw four years ago, up in the territory, while driving trail
 cattle. l enjoyed it very much; and the
 interest and delight of large and rapidly augmenting audience were unbounded. had difficulty in getting him away with out responding to an enthusiastic encore Jim was more fun than any small boy I ever personally conducted" out to @ cir GUS. He fairly shed tears of delight over the monkeys. He pinched the tail of one that wasn't looking, at the same time con- veying the impression that it's neighbor was the guilty party, thereby setting them to cuffing ears and pulling hair with the utmost spirit and good will.
 He tickled the bears noses with a spear of grass and made them sneeze; he stood | in front of the camels and looked at their half sneering, half apathetic countenances till his under lip began to protrude; he l was interested in the jackals, deer, ante lope and goats, and told some hunting l yarns that were very popular with the crowd.
 It was give and take between Jim and ! the rest of the animals, and I can't say either side came out ahead. While Jim was making insulting grimaces at naughty and of1ish old camel the baby elephant ! reached out and felt of his left ear, thus
 artlessly making known his wish for more | apples; but when Jim felt the cold touch he leaped into the air as though an adder had stung him. and emitted an agonized yell. His sheepish look when he found what had alarmed him, and saw the poo1 | little baby elephant so scared and apolo getic, was the finest thing of the sort ] f ever saw.
 He offered pretty silver match box tc
 the emu. The bird promptly snapped ii 1 out of his hand and swallowed it, to Jim's l blank astonishment, and my delight. He leaned far over the railing that sur 1 rounds the alligators, and inquired as he l stirred up one of the motionless creatures with his umbrella, Are the things alive?' l And "the thing" Tipped it's tail up as | though it had been suddenly galvanized | almost knocking Jim down, and sending his hat over into the seals tank hundred ! feet away, and more.
 There was one small animal in front o whose nameless cage Jim stood in open l eyed wonder, and away from which Icoulc