Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1896-09-27

over again VIII rapture.
What was she looking after in his
MOUTH" she asked earnestly of her
mother.
Mrs. Thurston was tempted to bitterly
say, Her salary" But she knew her
offspring's staying power as an interro-
gator, and preferred not to stimulate her
- exhaustive inquiry about the lady and
the lions. So she simply said that they
were very good friends and liked to do
those things.
The wall of the roof garden, along its
side, had a number Of green wooden
boxes with plants, or grass, in them. As
they strolled away, they saw snugly
tucked in one of these a fluffy, yellowish
white puppy, who seemed TO be very
comfortable in the greenery. a small
chain held him.
Mrs. ThurSton was well pleased to have
MarjOrie's attention diverted TO some
G1ing so much more domestic than wild
lions. She liked dogs herself and had
the fearlessness and trust in them which
goes with such affection. SO she took
Marjories wide muslin hat off that her
head could get cool, and, letting go her
hold on the child's hand, permitted her
10 pay a visit OF inspection TO the gem
he puppy, while she improved the op-
pOrtunity 10 take look at the women
and see what they were wearing.
IN THE LIONS MOUTH.
A moment later, when she looked TO
see how Marjorie was coming on with
the dog. she was Mortified to see the ami
nal standing up with its mouth widely
ODened lust as the lion in the cage had
Opened his. Marjorie. slightly bent and
braced had her small hands on his up
Der and lower Jaw. and it was only when
Mrs. Thurston saw her darling ducking
ser golden head toward this VIDE
stretched mouth that ii dawned on her
fully hat this was no dog, and that Mar
iorio was laboring to initiate only toe
Faithfully the lady in the lions den!
With a shrek she rushed toward the
child. But the young animal, VINO was
trife peevish over the little girls IA
mili8ritv on so short an acquaintance
struck ont at her like a cat, with its big
nav II was not a heavy blow, but II
semi Marjorie lettering backward until
she PROMPTLY sat down with shgnt
sind This was real like home! MIS-.
T-1urston with a smOthered gasp. caught
mn The little girl and retrea,ed with Her.
.sWba. IS that in that flower box she
asked Indignantly Of one OF the attend
ants. ~,
That's @ little lion" said the man with
complacent pride.
Lion gasped out Mrs. Thurs,on, al
r.ar
inc around loose in flower pos and no
sign up 10 tell people TO keep OH tho
keen away from them? What d criminal
outrage"
ON. he's only baby lion, nd he's
chained up." the man returned, With me
same omfortable air. lie Amt hu.
nine months Old. When he gets through
drinking. he likes TO crawl up on the
cross. because its cool and soft. He's a
cunnin' li;tle chap. There's four l!ttle
b2hv lions in them boxes there, and they
amt a week old They're cutter than ne
is"
without making any efforts to discov-
er The respective merits Of the cubs in
this lion kindergarten. Mrs. Thursion'
win tight grip on Majorie's hand was
wildly heading for the exit. sac had
nervous dread of coming across some
TIGER sitting on one of the beer tables or
@ p2nther esconad in q stage box. or ON
er savage things Of such sort in sednct-
lively tame environment, for The lure Oh
an unsuspecting public.
Mamma. I knew ii was lion chirp-
ed in Majorie, with animated pride /
want to put my head in his mouth like
The lady did," she pleaded wistully. i
| like the lion. He likes ne
oh. Majorie, you mustn't groaned
Mrs. ThurstOn. 1T isn't nice. Little
girls Should never put their heads in
| lions mouths. It-it-it isn't pretty,
and lit isn't healthy She concluded
| desperately. with the wretched sense
! that she was making out neither story
nor a dignifed case against lions as play
fellows for little girls. Majorie con-
,inued 70 persistently vail in protest
against not being allowed to play with
the little lion and put her head IN MS
mouth like the lady did
The next morning Mrs. Thurston took
Maiorie home. At least, there were no
wild beasts rowing round in their neigh
borhood, nO,hing more savage than
COW. or a calf, or-Tommy Root
She is not over her Indignation yet at
the awful recklessness of the roof gar
den people in leaving lions around loose
in flower pos. She had her attack of
nervous prostra.ion. which she hoped
the trip to New York would obviate. 1t
didn't
Maiorie, for her part never hears a
lion mentioned that she does regret
anew her failure to put her head in he
mouth of the one she met. She has con-
fided to Tommy Root. whose ambition
never scars higher than a possible clerk
ship in me country store. that when she
grows up she is going to be lady lion