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New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04

legs and another shot laid him limp.
The fire was through the back wall
now. and burning i'm the runway itself.
The smoke was thick and black. There
was nothing more to do but save the re-
naming creatures that were In the
arena. one by one the terrified beasts
were prodded into the cages and car
ried out into the street where two
wagon cages in which they travel "on
the road" from town To town were
ready for them.
All Dreamland was on fire now. The
tower was torch, to be seen from Man
haitian and far out at sea. Gene Brun-
ouge. the seventeen-year- cage clean
or. was hunting for another shifting
hex and holding his hat to his face to
keen off the heat, when it suddenly &C.
CURED 10 him that some of the people
might still be upstairs in the burning
animal house. He ran inside to see.
There WAS fire on the second floor. and
only one flight OF stairs led to the floor
above. But that was where the sleep
ing rooms were. and up he went. One
door after another he threw open and
found nothing but open trunks and dis
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04
WONDERFUL fINANCIERS.

Jerome ;. McWade. the Duluth fnan-
cier Mas talking about New York Office
boys who. working for brokers. specu-
lated on the tips they picked mp and ac-
cGmulated fortunes of $4,000. $1,000
and 10000
The twentieth century office boy il
a wonderful creation" said Mr. Me-
Wade. admiringly. He is so clever so
daring. and above ali. so honest.
"a few years ago | had an office boy
banned Jasper. one day | sent Jasper
out to buy me a postcard. / have never
seen him since
But sir YOU don't call that honest"
cried the reporter.
"Yes-listen." said Mr.. McWade. Last
month | received a postcard containing
these words
Dear Sir-FIere is your postcard.
started specializing with the penny YOU
gave me to buy it. and am now worth
$4,000. Thank you!'"
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04
TUSSLE WITH A LION.

He shouted to stop the shooting.
passed the lion in the dark and came
out into the avenue, much more angry
than frightened. Hoynes borrowed an
other revolver, having emptied his own.
ard Started uD the dark ascent after the
lion. He found him near some of the
little ears of the railway, which had been
the fire. The track was twenty feet in
the air AT that point and more police
men We're on the ground underneath.
firing up nj the lion.
The poor beast was marked by the fire
which was still glowing in his name. and
the blood dripped from his paws through
the boards upon the men below. Hoynes
saw him over the back OF the car and
shot him again.
The lion turned and crept away. bleed
ing in a dozen places. He dragged him
self up two steep dips i'm the track. and
then. whimpering. dragged himself into
a hole by the side of the track
1t led under one Of the turrets which
flank the entrance To the railway 4
mere cubby hole. six feet broad and per-
haps three feet high. Hoynes stood a,
the entrance and fired his last shot.
/ Then. when another policeman had come
up with AN axe. he climbed outside into
the turret and ripped up the light floor
ing.
The lion was not dead. as he seemed.
He struggled. got one bloodsoaked paw
ON the broken boards. then the other.
then in death agony dragged his body
up through tho opening and laid his
head on the stucco battlement. whore
he looked out on the great fire below
him Iioynes brought the axe down and
split his skull.
They rolled the singed bleeding body
off tho tower and left II i'm the street.
There the crowd pulled out the claws
and the teeth for souvenirs and the body
Itself was taken away and buried They
took another lions skin and stuffed IL
and showed II next day as Sultan's-it
was Sultan who met his death i'm the
tower-and charged 10 cents head for
the privilege.
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hollow and loud from the runway. Fer
,.o,i messed toward it. He could sec
,,otbing but a dark heap of writhing'
c,awing figures close to him. He fired
into the melee. There were yells or
main and q wild stampede.
The men outside saw panic Of twist
ing figures come tumbling out Of the
massage. and then the whole barred
arena seemed to be filed with a fighting
mass. Close behind the creatures came
Ferrari. He saw what had happened.
nv some mistake the two hybrid lions
had been turned out. and they had
thrown themselves upon the leopards.
A flag fell from the high ceiling and
caught on the arena bars. As the fire
ran up it, i lighted up the whole place.
and the fighting creatures stopped,
cowed at the sight Ferrari threw up his
revolver and fired quickly. One Of the
hvbrids died in it's tracks. The other
slunk for the dark runway. A leopard,
bleeding from a wound in the shoulder
anrang in its face, and the two rolled
over. grappled together. One bullet
strlck them both. The leopard still
struggled. trying to crawl away on three
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04
u.vs, Perhaps, in the Worlds History Was There Such
Natalie Hunting" as Was Sadly Performed by Train
orc At Dreamland to Keep Animals from Perishng
IN Fire or Escaping Become Peril.

below the entrance by tunnel. Each
cage opeEed into it by an iron door, so
arranged that when it swung open it
blocked the passage in one direction. but
left il open on the side toward the arena.
one by one the men opened the doors.
and then with crowbars ripped them
from their hinges. The animals. uneasy
at being awakened. stared at them sui
lenlv and SUNK in the front Of the cages.
suddenly the lights went out.
The roar that went up was heard out
side i'm The avenue. The beasts were
anery now. MS well rs sullen. Through
the bowling. believing tumult the UNI
holy laugh of the hyenas cut like knife
There were swift. padded footballs in the
dark of the runway. but the men there
could not tell which Of the creatures
were out.
They groped through the dark to the
door of tho cage of Victoria. oldest and
eentlcSt Of lionosses. the mother of four
of the best trained performers i'm the
show. and soon to become a mother
again. She lifted massive head. which
showed against vague light outside,
and then stretched herself again. as if
to sleep. They shouted to the men out
side To prod her through the bars and
1al,g bsr move
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04
SACRIFICING BLACK PRINCE.

Fcrrari strobe across the arena, step
nirq over the covering creatures
White GOT of fire leapcd from his revolver
and the shot left a stunned silence ai'e,
II BLACK Prince struggled, roared anu
died. Imam
.co, another box here" the Snowman
said directing his men under the pui
a.. roof with his wild beasts arouhu
him. as if a performance were ANU, -.
boe,n "Get Victoria into a Digger cas-
as soon as you can. ho
Tben with his men he went iii'o ""
Hack massage from which the non nav
o Three of the leopards Hau
been overlooked, and the ieopaios
tho most treacherous--and 'he 'iIo'
valuable--of the precious stun'
a. haa eaten down from the roof anu
as they opened the leopards door w
enorks Coll around them. The leoparuS
were slipping from side to side Oh ,ion
cage lashing their tails ana sh"' mo
mining at one another at tiiheS' -">'
ev4ing the fire. The men outsiue
q, ,hor, with the goads. The leoparu'
wb..,ed. striking with their claws anu
then sprang out through the door ~,
Slowly it was growing light III 'no
animal house. The fire spreao ac' 20,
the ceiling and sparks ana stripS -
burning bunting dropped ana s'a, 49, w.
ut,ie nrairie fires in the sawdust' Inc
smoke was growing thick IN '''e 90
there were only low forms ana rou,u
ewes. eyes that stared and stared he'p
less. I'm dumb brute horror OF the ni.'
The group of great cats in the a'en'
were not even whimpering now. sum
times Hin. the elephant. would tru",p.'
| dolefully. The place was CROWNS
A sudden uproar Of howls' scui'a"e
| and screams Of pain and wrath '"'"~
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omen air he would not bulge from his
place. Riverio pulled at one ear and
Ferrari pulled At the other. Young Gene
prodded the poor beasts stomach with
goad and Vic Levitt. the 2Wp-pound
manager. pulled at his tail. All VAS n"
avail. Little Hip had gone out of his
wits. and with all his elcphantine
strength ne held his head against the
wall and beloved.
NO good. boys" Ferrari said. Get
ont. Jack. you stay"
Weary and red eyed. the men obeyed
and left Fcrrari and Jack Bonavita alone
i'm the animal house.
"She's gone sure" Bonavita said, look
ing up into the cracking red murk
Are you going To put the stuff to Sleep"
Fcrrari nodded his head. The two men
CROPPED their way along the cages with
their reviewers i'm their hands and shot
through the bars wherever they saw a
head. 1t was gruesomc work. Philo-
mena. the old gray wolf. was paving her
nose like a dog when a bullet found her
and she died with little dog-like cry.
The supple sea lion rolled over and over
i'm his tub. with splashing of red foam
until second shot finished him. Cap
tain Jack wasted little sympathy on the
hyenas or on the two pumas-lithe, beau
tiful and wicked But it did go against
the grain to kill Niger, the fat black
bear. and Teddy. his brown cagemate.
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| the flames overcame him.

ordered bedclothes. Then, the last door
of all he found locked.
He beat on il and shouted, but got no
answer. Finally he put his back against
the wall and drove his boot against the
lock. A young man was sleeping on MS
back on the bed. with his mouth wide
open and sparks dropping through the
window into his new straw hat. He did
not wake for Genes knocking. nor for
his shouts. When the young trainer had
pounded him and finally rolled him
bodily out on to the floor, he sat up at
last with growL
EGO long off. Lemme Sleep he NUT
tered.
II took "A pitcher of water emptied
over his seated form and a brisk tug at
the back hair to bring him to a realiza-
tion of how matters stood. The young
man put on his trousers on the upper
stairs and had them nearly singed off on
the lower. for the banisters were burn
ing and the smoke was so thick that the
two boys fell against them.
.Laddie," the high strung little talk
ing horse" lost his head completely and
stood shivering in his stall with his
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04
FERRARI SAVES "LADDIE.

When Ferrari came out. leading Lad
die blndfold past the burning entrance
Of the building, he came upon an eX-
cited group. of which three policemen
and a screaming woman formed the
centre. The Lady of Lions. turned into
a raving madwoman. was fighting with
teeth and feet and nails and shrieklnS
in blood curdling Venetian:
Don't go back there! Don't go back
there"
The three policemen finally pinioned
her arms and carried her between them
I'D the steps and into the police station
and held her on table while Mrs. Fer
rari brought little Josie To comfort her.
The animal house was burning over
all the roof by this time. and inside the
smoke was too thick TO sec across the
place. Riverio came out with his two
arms full of shivering monkeys and
poured them into a shifting box They
were the last creatures that We're saved
from the building.
We'll make one more try for Hip
boys" Forrari said, and led four of his
men up the reeking passage to where
the little elephant stood trumpeung
with his head against the wall.
Twice before the men had tried t'
move Hip. but. though he WAS un-
shacklcd and not two rods from the
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04
SHOOTING THE ANIMALS.

So they followed the line of the cages.
hidden from one another by the smoke.
with the sound of the shots in the ears
and before their eyes the cringing pitt
full figures of the creatures they had
cared for so long They met In front Of
the monkeys cage. Ridiculous little
frightened faces peered down at them:
the tails that hung i'm curiously assert
ed length were laughable, yet somehow
pathetic. too. A little fellow scratched
his head with puzzled, altogether
human gesture.
Il can't do it; I'll be damned if | can"
Captain Jack broke out.
Ferrari emptied his revolver rapidly
into the frightened mass on the perches;
then the two men turned and ran. Burn
ing boards were falling around them
and as they came out the ceiling over
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04
CLAWS TEARING AT BARS.

Close to her was the cage where two
hybrids. part lion. part jaguar and Loop
ard. we've locked. They were snarling liz
the darkness. and as the men went past
they heard spring and the sound of a
body striking the door, and unsheathed
claws tearing at the iron. The monkeys
we're squealng and chattering. bounding
from side to side of their cage, and over
all the noise they could still hear the
abominable yelling of the hyenas.
Out in the hall Bonavta and the others
went from cage To cage with goads,
prodding the lions and leopards To drive
them out into the passage. one by one
the creatures crept through the passage
into the arena. Something they had
seen had taken the spirit out of them.
They went with heads down, dazed,
sinking. ready to wheel and fight at any
instant.
Tho men brought "a shifting box and
laid its mouth to the narrow barred gate
of the arena Riverio. still shaking ana
mounted il and drew open the
gate and the men reached through the
bars with their poles and drove two
Iionesses into it. Riverio let the gate
fall and closed the box.
That instant a window broke far up
near the ceiling. and as the glass tinkled
down the flames came cracking IN. MI
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head down. They led him out through
a passageway, but when he came 70 the
stairs where he could see the fire ne
baked and would not bulge a step
Ferrari. his own master. took him about
the middle and picked him up bodily.
He cannot tell how he did it TO this day.
but his men who were there saw him
carry the little beast up the stairs in
his arms and set him down on the saw
dust.
Ricardo. another trainer. who worked
with the five leopards had been with
Ferrari in the runway and had followed
him when he shot the hybrlds. lie
snatched a moment to run to the ponce
station and see if his wife had got OH
safely with little Josie, who Is not yet
eleven months old.
Now. Mrs. Ricardo is a trainer herseif
and as Mime. Andree Pauline. the Lady
Of Lions" she handled four lionesses in
the daily show. But when she saw her
husband come in. bleeding through his
coat where a fighting leopard had clawed
his shoulder. she went off in as feminine
fit of mysteries as the most homeloV-
ing anti suffragist would wish To see
Her husband Gained her somewhat. and
then slipped away quietly and went back
IN rho animal house.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04

UY. Joe. your fortunes maze.
ON Them papers goes all over
w the United states. Every
..hore wherever you go, you can show
{, 20 en- that you're Joseph G. Ferrarl
-, those is the lions that was through
,ho Dreamland-the Dreamland-what-
..,,acallit'-- The big manager sat
...,,cbtfrI for a while. Then he slapped
sis knees. grinning grin of profess
-,o,ol nride. Massacre" he exclaimed
.,rhe Concy Island Massacre Thatn
fetch EN-.
put "Joe" shook his head. not at all
like a man whose fortune was made.
whats the matter?" the manager
denandcd. That's a good sensational
word. amt IT, massacre
..Ioe" shook his head again.
DThat's what il was Vic" he said
slovlv. 1t was "A massacre. Let's for
Get il for a while"
No wonder Joseph Ferrari wants TO
forget if. The Dreamland fire has made
him famous Snowman. The story of
that wild half hour while the flames
we're going through the animal house,
60 far as the story has been told at all.
has caught the attention of hundreds of
thousands. But the work ne had to do,
shut in there with the fire and his
maddencd lions and tigers. would strain
the nerves of a butcher. What was the
true story of the Dreamland fire. af-
ter all?
Dr.amland was closed for the night
Of Nav u TIE gates We're shut and
the crowd had gone home. \ light or
two burned red and low: the great pale
PALACES lowered dim and lovely in the
starlight: the water lay smooth in the
lagoon. rejecting the graceful shapes of
the bridges: workmen were busy still in
one If The dark buildings. but the sound
Of their tools was only heard now and
then. duled and distant. and the quiet
was filed with the slow. eternal swash
Of the sea upon the beach Dreamland,
seen 50. was indeed place of dreams.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04
MUST HAVE BEEN.

Miss Leonora O'Reilly in suffrage
address i'm New YORK. said
The more intelligent a man is the
more respect he has, find, for the in
teligence of woman. Intelligent men
hesitate To say that women are their
mental interiors. But stupid mon-dear
met"
Miss O'Reilly smiled.
THE conceit of the stupid man reminds
me of Sandy Mcpherson. sandy in
q PEBBLES public house, told an English
man that all the great poets were Scotch.
But how about Shakespeare cried
the Englishman. Can you say he was
Scotch?
His talents was the reply. would
Justify that supposeetion.'
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Shooting Lions and Tigers Within the City Limits by Flame Light
1t Was Terrible Night in the Arena Buldng-A Night
Whose Scenes the Observers, Familiar as They Were
with Dealing with Monarchs of Forest and Jungle,
Will Remember the Rest of Their Lives.

the barred arena collapsed with rush
of fire
Outside the heat had driven the fire.
men out of Dreamand. The great tower
was tottering TO its fall. The back OF
the animal house was almost gone. Bis
tered and sore, their wrists aching from
the wrenching of the revolvers. Ferrari
and Bonavita gathered the boxes and
cages in the streets across Surf ave-
nue. where there was shelter from the
heat.
shout went up from the crowd.
which was pressing upon the fire lines.
a black leopard had rushed into sight
from behind the animal house. He threw
| up his head. turned and rushed toward
the sea. They saw him reach the sand.
| Then he stopped, whred twice around,
throwing up his fore feet in pain, and
| fell fiat. A policeman cautiously emp
tied his revolver into the body. and then
| kicked it with his foot. The beast was
! dead. one of the firemen's streams fell
on it after a tine, and it was washed
! into the sea.
There was another shout and a scat
tering of the crowd. \ lion came tear
| ing through the smoke that filled the
! burning Creation" entrance He ran
uncertainty, and sparks We're glowing in
! his blackeed name. He had the street
to himself as he crossed the roadway
and loped into the dark building Of n
scenic railway, the Rocky Road to
Dublin
Joseph Hoynes. a policeman, shot at
him as he entered the place. The lion
wheeled and faced him. and Hoynes fired
again. The bullet missed the lion. but
it whizzed by the head Of William HYDE.
one Of the men Of the railway. who was
coming down the track which the lion
had begun 10 ascend
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04
ONE DEsIeN--To SAVE STUFF

Ferrar sent his wife and his little girl
hurrying 10 the street His helpers were
awake already. They did not stop FOR
their belongings: they had only one
thing to do--to save "the stuff. Any
animal, from parrot to tigress' IS
stuff 10 an animal trainer
With his own hands Ferrari led Chief
the bloodhound, into the street and tied
him there. Jack" Bonavita made straight
for little Marguerite. Marguerite Is not
yet ten months old and she is AS charm
ing and good natured a lion cub as can
be found. Jack" opened her cage with ms
right hand-a lion took off the left. a
year or so ago-and led her through the
long passage and the arena and out 10
the street Dewey, her playfellow. a
little brown terrier who had lived with
her since her earliest cubhood followed
them joyfully.
The smoke was thick outside. and II
was beginning to work in through the
open doors. Ferrari had turned on the
lights. and that had awakened most of
The animals. Growls, whimperings. an
occasional unquiet roar. stir and patter
OF muffied footballs, made the brightly
III hall sinister place.
They sent Riverlo for one Of the shift
Ing boxes-big Riverio. a giant of a
uainer, whose trick is To handle ten
mons alone in the arena, who lost hall
us scalp to Black Prince not two weeks
ago and has been ION" twice day ever
SINCE, with his head In a bandage. He
SHode through the banging splashing
'eh'hg clamor OF Dreamland with the
Two hundred pound cage on his shoulder
aho hung 1t down on end in the sawdus
" the arena. Then he laid his hand:
va Ahe two sides OF 1t and cried like a
,""u' begging Jack" Bonavita to tel
MN what to do next.
'erran was with two men In the run
'S II eneirced the building between
'"e cages and the outer wall, a passag,
aps 'hree feet wide, opening at eacl
' INTO the barred arena and passing
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the terrifying tumult stopped and inc
animal house was as stil as deati'
Forrari and his men came out or me
massage into the arena. where dozen ~
tbo hugo cats we're covering against the
bars
low. dark body slipped ont Of the
raesaqo on tho opposite side of the
arena. There was spring ana CITY
Poor old Victoria was down Struggling
o,d ttack Prince had her by the throat.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04
NIGHT IN THE ARENA.

Even the broad. misshapen animal
house seemed hardly more substantial.
That 200 might have been dream.
Chief, the big bloodhound. slept with
ms muzzle thrust through the high iron
bars Of the arena: the monkeys sat i'm
SLEEPY rows on their rcrches, like
chickens. with rows of tails hanging
straight and limp under them. The
hycnas were awake and pacing slowly
N their cages. The half light hardly
showed their hideous shapes Hip. the
little elephant. stood bumped forward.
With his ears dropping and his trunk
unwound. Three sides of the broad.
sawdust covered floor were faced with
barred cages where savage life was
sleeping. yet there was hardly a sound.
great head would roll majestically
with 4 sigh. and sigh would come in
answer and the tWitch Of a nervous.
tufted tail.
So it was that Joe" Ferrari left his
charges when he went 10 bed i'm his blue
and gold sleeping wagon at the entrance
10 Inc animal mouse. 7 ITO IT d4ii'i" anu
the other people Of the show were
asleep upstairs. i'm the building itself.
The next dav. being Saturday, would be
= hard one and it was We'll 10 get a
good nights sleep
A heating gong and the sound Of gal
looping hoofs gave the alarm. \ NOV
Ing red light played on ~. ceiling Of
the wagon. and the Snowman flung him
self ont through the dopr. Before him
the great graceful tower blushed rosily
from top to bottom. An angry light
poured over the lagoon and etched out
It's sweeping bridges. a barefooted
woman. her hair flying. blanket
clutched IN the hollow Of her arm. ran
down the steps Of the baby Incubator
building: then stopped and stood calmly
waiting there in the growing light. The
PLASTER mouth Of Hell Gate was beicn-
ing flames in hot. painting gusts. I'm
gines were coming shriekng The
dream land had awakened-awakened
TO an awful. red reality.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-06-04
FACT AND FANCY.

Many man cooks his own goose In
the heat Of passion.
Every tailor knows a lot of promising
young men.
Where there's a will there's . way 70
break it -