The Irish standard., 1910-01-15

4AAA4oOA0V01y dII0E 11O 3 ENCOUNTER
with Chuck McBurr we started on our
long trip to the land of graft and gra-
ciousness, and after a long, tedious
jaunt caught the home-bound steamer.
shrted Labrador and finally sneaked
through the Strait of Belle Isle and
reached the blessed st. Lawrence.
CHOW for sweet rest and the limo
cent spectacle of COW chewing her
cud In some Vermont vale,' sighed,
1uxuriously, when we'd been in Mon
treal for a day.
Telegram for you, SIR said the
portly crook who mismanaged our ho-
tel. :; .
1.-THE boss says we are to. catch
the saucy Liz, sealer, at Vancouver,
and take q mild little run north to
Kinack, on the tip of Point Barrow
unused lib. eying me furtively.
Not to win several BETS pro-
tested Indignantly.
"Tll wire him refusal he declared
stoutly 3
Inside Of two hours he was back,
! smiling genial1y.- Pay Monsieur Gar
con Whang7Bang and pack up he
cried joyousiy.
"And, to abbreviate, that night
found W. on the G. p, booming, 80 far
as I was concerned, very disconsolate-
ly westward.
1T seems that my patrons exchange
Of wires with the chief had revealed
an GRAND so dear to the inclination of
my leader that he had recanted and
had tossed in an enthusiastic afirma-
tive, signed by our joint names. was
disgruntled, Of course, as we were
not strapped to the ultimate coin yet,
and had wanted to enjoy a straw hat
and forget chilblains a bit before al
lowing the bleak Arctic environment
to again encompass our clustered &C.
tivity.
But lib was all gayety, playful an
q kitten, little realizing we were about
to glide from the perpetual embrace
Of the chilly tomb solely through my
secondhand varsity lore. It transpired
we were on our way to capture the
Kinack pennant and dub ourselves the
champions Of Alaska, but We had no
radical hint of the glory, not even
after we had berthed aboard the Liz.
"The captain Of the sealer, we quick.
~ discovered, was an old employee of
the circus, and had often collected odd
chunks of Arctic life for, the big
shows. We had been with him once on
an Iceland "trip. His quest now was
mighty one, being nothing less than
whole village of tame polar bears.
Needless to say, he was playing Sec
ond fiddle to my patron when it came
to annexing such important brutes,
and even began to lose my melan-
choly frown when I appreciated the
fat bonus awaiting successful out
come of the venture. So gradually
waxing almost human in my deport-
pent to lib, we sailed away from the
realm OF the open-work sock.
"You should know, sir, that there 10
no better card for a menagerie than
the Ursus maritimus; and despite his
natural ferocity and the fact that he
1s the greatest meat-eater among his
furry fellows, the big beast can be
tanned and is unusually acute of per-
ception. All the up.to-date animal
shows have polars that will do all
sorts Of tricks and never growl. But
as it costs like sin to get them, and az
it takes time to make out their nat
uralization papers, an opportunity to
pilfer whole bevy Of the deep-coated
entertainers is chance no quadruped
king can allow to die of neglect.
THE four.footed treasure.trove was
the property Of one Often, an aged
missionary, said the sealer. The old
man had been deserted by his 1nnuit
charges and had filled in his time
sharing and demonstrating the var
mints. The Saucy Liz was the first
boat in two years to obtrude on his
privacy and as he was short Of fodder
the intrusion was very welcome. He
had accepted the sealer's proposal that
he come to the States and live in COM
fort at the expense of the circus,
while his pets earned his ease by
travelling in the menagerie. ------,