Bismarck weekly tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1943, 1891-12-18
FRANKS OF A PET SPIDER.
Nightly Visits of u sociable Insect-Hi
Rescue from, "a TDanparous

Nightly Visits of u sociable Insect-His
Rescue from u Dangerous Bathtub.
We named him Belshazzar on the occa-
sion of his first visit to us, though have
forgotten what suggested the name. He
was a big black spider with a shiny, fat
body, suggestive of an abundance of flies,
but for all this appreciation of the good
things of life he was of a scholarly turn of
mind.
We were all seated around the study
table, preparing the next days lessons and
tasks, when Minnie gave a scream that
made me jump, and even the boys looked
up startled. There was a big black spider
calmly seated on a Latin dictionary re-
garding us intently. l tapped a paper at
him, but he only drew in his legs with a
slightly contemptuous air and did not stir.
"Let him alone, sister," said Tom. "I've
been studying about spiders, and here is a
good opportunity for observing their hab-
it's"
AS if encouraged by this championship,
Belshazzar descended from the dictionary
and crawled slowly over the open page of
an algebra, as if trying to make out what
it was. From this he went over all the
books, inspecting them all with the same
critical air, and at last settled on a phys.
ical geography as most worthy of his at
t%ention. Every now and then he would
refresh himself with a drink out of Alexis
ink bottle.
All at once we missed him, and as be
had last been seen drinking from the edge
of the bottle suspicion Immediately arose
that he had fallen in. He had, and was
f1oundering helplessly about in the black
pool. He was rescued and placed on a
scrap of waste paper, with injunctions tC
remain there until dry, but this he had no
intention of doing. On the contrary, he
showed Il fiXed determination to walk over
Toms neatly written Latin exercise.
you sha'n't, sir" said Tom, gently
hosting him with the feathered end of a
quill pen on to his scrap of paper.
And then, for the next few minutes, we
forget all about him, till Toms cry of dis
may called attention to his exercise. 1t was
lined and refined and lined again with Bel
shazzar's tracks. He had not left an inch
unmarked, and was even looking very
complacent over his nice black tracings
when Jul EXPLANATIONS of sorrow and an
ger seemed to arouse him to a sense of
shame, and he scrambled down the table
and was gone in the twinkling of an eye.
We thought we had seen the last of him,
but the next night he came again and the
next, until we looked for him as a regular
visitor, and placed the physical geography
open for him, for his fancy for it seemed to
last. The accident of his fall into the ink
bottle was repeated several times, for he
would drink the ink, and once, for some
minutes, we feared that he was drowned,
but he gradually revived, n beyond ap
pearing rather subdued was little the
worse for the adventure,
But whenever he had been in the ink
after that first night nothing could induce
him to stir off the paper on which he was
placed to dry, though he would run over
chat and seemed to take pride in the de
signs with which he ornamented it.
What became of our queer pet we never
knew, but n night he failed to make his
appearance, and we were surprised to fine
how much we missed him. We hoped
however, that he would come the mex,
evening, but he never did, and somehow
the study hour after that seemed longer
and duller, and not to be looked forward
to.-Philadelphia Times.