Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1898-03-03
Fox's HOME ON A HOTEL ROOF.
Object of Much Interest to the Guests

of the Boston Tavern.
High up on the roof of the Boston
Tavern, 100 feet and more from the
pavement, lives a little gray fox that
has spent nearly her whole life with
the smoke of the chimneys blowing
about her and the roar from the streets
of the city filling her ears Gay and
night. Taken as cub from her ma
tive woods of Maine, she has grown up
with the slated roof Of the tavern as
her world and with Tom, the porter,
who takes care of her, as her only COM
panion.
Originally there were two of the
cubs. They were taken by a gentle
man who was on a fishing expedition
on the Bonnie River last June and sent
| as present to one of the guests in the
hotel, who, not caring about keeping
them, gave them to Mr.. Clark, the pro-
prietor of the tavern. Mr.. Clark had a
place made for them on the roof, where
there is plenty of room to run about,
but short time after they came one OF
them became frightened, jumped from
the parapet and was killed. The other,
taking warning by the fate of her COM
rade, was more careful, and has grad
ually become moderately tame. She
will eat from the hand of the porter,
and when he is alone will come to him
when called, although she will not al
low him to handle her at all. The mo-
menrt any strangers appear on the roof,
however she is off to the furthest cor
ner and will keep the whole width Of
the roof between herself and them as
long as they remain in sight.
Her lot is not an unpleasant one Tor
an animal in captivity, for she has the
whole roof to range over and is sell
dom disturbed. The roof has only q
SLIGHT slope. 1t is a smooth, slated sur
face. surrounded by a high parapet
! and broken by numerous chlmneys anu
by the light we'll and skylights, which
rise in the center of it. The fox has
the run of the whole Of it and explores
every part, people in the nearby build
ings being sometimes startled by the
sight of fox running about ON the
roof Of hotel in the heart OF the city,
In the corner she has a box filled with
earth. where she crawls when she
wants to go to sleep, scooping out q
round hole with her paws and nesting
| down into it, curled up in little ball.
Tom feeds her on chickens and lettuce,
so that she has no need to complain OF
| her fare. She is fond of mint, delight
ing to roll in it and scratch in 1t with
her paws, although she does not eat 1t.
She has been and Is an object of a good
| deal of interest to the guests OF the no.
tel, but, as has been said, she does not
reciprocate any attention shown her,
crouching behind some chimney or sky
light. watching the visitor with. bright
ewes and with ears pricked up until he
goes down again.-Boston Evening
Transcript.
A fiowery young preacher was sent
to a vacant city church to preach. His
elouuence dazzled the younger mem
bers of the congregation, and the cid
ers of the church were besieged to have
him down again. They at length con-
scented; but they had forgotten his
name. So they wrote to one Of the SEM
mary professors, saying: please send
us that floweret, streamlet, rivulet,
starlight man to preach for us next Sab
bath. We have forgotten his name, but
we have no doubt you will be able to
recognize him." He was recognized.
He was sent. He became minister or