Rocky Ford enterprise., 1914-02-27

pellingly. The other lion was patient
ly standing on his end of the board,
waiting. He seemed fast asleep. Sam
son. however, was wide awake and
every cruel tooth was exposed as he
stretched his mouth. In his amber
eyes was the glow OF molten copper.
Suddenly Samson wheeled about,
and made a rush for his end of the
see-saw. He stepped upon 1t. He was
conquered. His haste to obey, evt
IDENTIFY the result of fear and hatred.
produced a ripple of laughter. The
other lion. feeling the sudden tremor
of Samson's weight, opened his eyes
suddenly and twitched his tail He
was not asleep. after all.
Abbott found himself intensely nerv-
GUS. He longed to have 1t all over.
anxious. above all. to prove his fears
groundless. Yet how were SO many
condolences to be explained away?
Fran had been a show-girl, a trainer of
lions. and Abbott distinctly remem-
bered that she had spoken of a Sam
son." Fran had just these movements
and this height. He missed Fran's
mellow voice, but voices may be dis
guised; and the hands now raised to-
ward the audience may have been
stained dark. Who was that sick
friend" that Fran had possibly men
toned only as an excuse for escaping !?
Was that a. .subterfuge? And why this
red mask which. according to Simon
Jefferson. was an Innovation?
At every trick. the black-maned lion
baked.
When the time came for the clown
to hand the woman her violin he was
afraid, and withdrew his arm with
marvellous rapidity. His grotesque dis.
guise could not hide his genuine un.
easiness- The members of the band.
too. played their notes with unusual
care, lest the slightest deviation from
routine work bring catastrophe. Moth
ing had gone right but the see-sawing
act: but of all this. the crowd was ig.
norant
After the violin playing-"Now," ST.
mon Jefferson announced, gleefully,
there's only one more act. but it's a
corker. let me tell you-that's why
she's resting minute. La Confetti
gets astride OF Samson-the one that's
mad-and grabs his name, and pre-
tends to ride like a cowboy. Calls her
self rough rider Mak~s Samson
get on top of that table. then she gets
on top of him"
But this isn't La Gonizetti," Abbott
protested. shuddering again.
Now you've said something. That's
right. But 1t looks like she's game
she'll try it-we'd better stand little
farther back"
A hand was laid upon Abbott's arm.
Abbott said the voice of Robert
Clinton, harsh from smothered excite
ment. You went to Gregory's house
did you see HIM"
Abbott did not hear. The refractory
lion. knowing that his time had come
pendence. He would not leap upon
the table. The other lion stood watch
ing sleepily to see If he would obey.
That you. CIinton?" Simon's
greeting was tense with enjoyment
Got here for the best of 1t didn't
you, Seems to me saw Gregory
somewhere not long ago. but / wasn't
thinking about him"
"Hercules!" the masked woman ad-
dressed the gentler OF the lions. Go
to your place. Hercules-go to your
place!"
Hercules turned to his blue box.
and seated himself upon it, leaving his
tail to take care of itself
The show.girl was fiercely address
ing the blackmaned lion "Nowl Now.
To the table! To the tablet"
Samson did not bulge Facing the
s,F hn ba
mouth, revealing the red cave of his
throat-past the ivory sentinels that
not only stood guard. but threatened.
one could look down and down. This
was no yawn of weariness, but sign
OF rebellion-a sort of noiseless roar.
The trainer retreated to the farther
side of the cage, then made 70 3. q: =
rush. waving her whip. and sh1 lti-s
dangerously, up. Samson, up Sam
son, up!" She did not pause In her
course till close to his face
Again he opened his mouth, barring
every tooth. voiceless. but uncon-
quered.
Hercules. finding that affairs had
come to halt. slowly descended from
his box. keeping his half-opened eyes
upon the woman. Restlessly he be-
gan TO pace before the outer door.
The slight figure withdrew several
steps, then smote the rebellious lion a
sharp blow across the mouth He
snapped at the lash. 1t slipped away
from between his teeth. Having res
cued her whip. she shouted to the 9TH
er lion: Back TO your place. Hercules
Hercules-back to your plaeei"
She stood pointing sternly toward
the box, but Hercules stretched him
self across the place OF eItt and lay
watching her covartlS.