The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1902-01-15
ALL IN THE
DAYS WORK
BY ELIAS LlSLE
BY ELIAS LlSLE
Copyright. 1901. by A. 5. Richardson.
Observation-Disclosures.

Bflnuie, the peri urmlnS non OF the
Cosmopolitan clrcuS. let out Il sound
that was half groan and half roar.
"Whut, You brute" said Berthels,
the elephant man, gcsturng Mt him for
silence.
| Don't abuse him." said the woman,
scarcely more than Il girl, who stood
beside Bcrthels. "IIe isn't in good hui
NOR today"
| SHOULD say he wasn't" replied Ber |
thels. "Ill tempered. bad hammered |
beast! Wouldn't wonder il he was GO !
ing bad
Nonsense. My lions don't go bad.
Besides. he's only Il two-year-old. Look
at old Archon He's ten II he's day, |
and you don't see him going bad, do
you?"
"rhere's something wrong with Brin- |
die, anyway" insisted the man.
"Of course there is. He's had Il rough !
morning of it. He WAS clumsy and
stepped on Archon's toes at rehearsal. |
| and Archon boxed his ears. The hycna |
In the next cage laughed, and that hurt
Brindle's feelings. You know how sen
sitlve he is He sulked SO that had to
beat him to make him perform at all.
He's awfully cut up about 1t. for you
know | really believe he IL fond of
me-"
wish you'd believe that about some
body else, Sue" said the man wlstful-
ly. looking down into the clear, brown
ewes that were fixed on the lion.
perhaps don't want to-" said the
girl sauclly Besides, Brindle Is my
sworn slave. You can hear him swear
ing now" she added, laughing, us the
handsome beast muttered ilonwlse
deep down in his great chest,
Mile Zelka. the feline empress"
was right IN her half jocular estimate
OF Brinde. Brindle was II lion with
feelings. Some lions are savage. 9th
ers are sulen, more are treaeherous,
and all are absolutely cold blooded.
There are very few exceptions TO
this rule, however and Brndle was
. one OF those very rare exceptions,
with a capacity for affection and 10y
| atty. Mile Ielka had only faint IN
, king OF this. Berthcls didn't believe In
q IL ut all because he WAS the head or
!. the elephant herd and elephant men
are very wise and believe nothing but
n the worst about animals. That Is the
q only reason why all of them don't die
% young. Berthels was anxious about
=. Mile. Zclka. who WAS plain Sue Ran
= some to him That she wasn't Sue
n Berthcls was not his fault. If sh'
4, i,,An aA hn
Pa her lion training career should END
" and she suspected this. So II wa
w partly coquetry that made her leav
d him now. walk over to the cage and
Y putting her piquant face close up t.
the lions. begin to talk to him
But Erindle's sensibilitics had beer
laceraied. To be beaten by his queer
n was humiliation Of spirit beyond all
q others. Not yet had the smart of II
q passed away. Therefore he now arose
]. haughtily. stalked over To the farther
y corner of his cage and affected II ma
g jestlc dsdain of his charmer's CONVEX
sation.
. well, you aren't very polite this
p afternoon" she remarked us she turn
ed away. Hope youll feel better
W
, "And | hope you'll cut that beast out
. OF the programme tonight, Sue, dear"
/, said Berthels as he went to his ele-
, plants.
After they had gone the hyena which
lad insulted Brindle that morning
chose to make some jecrlng remarks.
Arose Brinde then In wrath and
spoke In substance as follows through
the network Of bars at which he claw
ed:
You snickering eater OF better peo-
Pies leaYings, IL | could break into
that cage for about two seconds and
get one swipe at you I'd knock that
grin through the top OF the tent"
"IIe. he, he. he! lIa-ah h-h-hrr- In ha"
, tainted the hyena. Hahn"
The hateful voice died away rs rs-
Ing growl from Archon's cage gave
news that the king of the circus had
wakened-wakened with Il strange fire
IN his eye, before which the other ami
mails covered. For this was the fire Of
( madness and murder which no man is
wise enough to know, though all AM
3 mails recognize 1t with terror. Arehon
( had gone bad. At one glance Brindle
knew 1t; knew, too, that the demon In
= possession of the great lion might lie
craftily In wait for long, but that soon-
er or later 1t would glut itself in
slaughter.
or the attendants surrounding the
u cage where the feline empress ruled
her beasts that night one wore II grave
and drawn face. Berthels should have
been with the elephants, but anxiety
had brought him into the ring when
Mile Zelka's act was called. With Il
pang OF fear he noted the intense merry
i BUSINESS OF the young lion. the most
promising performer of the lot. Brln-
i die was stumbling through his part
y like an amateur, and his mistress. too
wise to be harsh, was coaxlng and
soothing him with hand and wand.
"Sue," the low voice came 20 her ears
from without the cage IN lull Of the
music, "let me call tAa ~. . !
have. the young one barred oif'
"Nt;. he's all right" said the girl
softly. Don't worry, Phil. He isn't
y going bad But can't understand him
Sec howthc watches Archon."
Indeed the young lions eyes were
hardly ever taken Off the King or me
group. Twice he missed his cue, ana n
third time he half turned away.
, "All right, boy" said the trainer
gently. I'm give you rest. Come out,
: Prmtor. Jump! SO. Now, Consul! UP!
. Good boy, Up, Casor. Come, Senator,
over. HolaF'
o Around the confines OF the cage. now
/, running, now ieaping over the set OBJ
structions glided the tawny, sinuous
: bodies OF the lion troupe. while Their
, ! mistress, in the center, waved them on
. with her wand. But all the time she
!. 1 Rlinlln lut Ar