The Leavenworth echo. [volume] (Leavenworth, Wash.) 1904-current, 1920-06-04
Lion Disguised as Great
Piano Is Hotel Guest

off so easily. He told Andrew
Szczepanowska, a waiter, to get the
steak and follow him. He knocked
at the door of suite III, where Mr..
Zann awaited his carnival feast, and
together Mr.. Flather and Andrew
Szczepanowska entered A roar. deco
mouthed and anticipatory. greeted
them Here the details differ. but
everybody agrees that Andrew
Szcezepanowska's hair and the steaks
he bore ascended toward the ceiling
and Mr. Flather fed. Eye witnesses
insist that Andrew touched but one
step in the single flight connecting
the second floor with the street level
and Mr.. Flather grabbed telephone
"Send policemen" he implored the
desk sergeant at the West Sixty
eighth street station "Send 'em
right away and tell em to fetch ar
tillery. Send 'em now, for there's no
telling when the guests of this hotel
will be reposing in the insides of the
biggest lion I've ever seen. Those
things they have at the Bronx Zoo
are Pomeranian puppies compared
with this beast, and this ones the
daddy of all the circus lions in the
world"
Charge of the Patrolmen.
Patrolmen Burns was hurried to
the Belleclaire, and at the corner of
Seventy-seventh street and Broad
way he picked up Patrolman Nc
Gurk. They met the agitated Mr..
Flather on the pavement From
within there came a muffled noise
that resembled an angry roar. Burns
and McGurk drew their revolvers
and abreast they charged the lobby.
A crowd collected
"Follow me, men," said Mr. F'lath-
er leading the way to the Zann
apartments, "and be ready to fire if
necessary. There's no telling, you
know"
"Open the door" said Burns to
McGurk when they reached No. III.
"and don't be afraid, I'm with you"
NO" said McGurk, "the honor is
yours, being that you have been
longer on the force and seeing that
precedent falls to YOU
"1t's you that needs the expert
ence,' replied Burns, "and don't be
afraid because I'll not desert YOU"
Mr. Zann opened the door and cour-
teously ushered the two policemen in.
A magnificent specimen of Nubian
lionhood-a male with luxurious and
well brushed mane-greeted them
Half steak hung from his moist
chops. His tail stiffened when he
saw the policemen and his yellow
eyes and tawny ears assumed an air
of interest.
81 want that lion put out and
want this man arrested" shouted Mr..
Flather.
"Where will we put them" de-
manded Burns.
~ don't care" replied the manag-
er "Send this man to jail and his
beast to the Bide-a-Wee Home for all
I care. They can't stay here. Call
up Doc Hornaday or somebody.
The policemen telephoned for or
ders and were told there was nothing
in any book down in the West Sixty
eighth street station shedding light
on the disposal of lions on Sunday.
mo, I have no license for Jim"
replied Mr.. Zann to Burns. "Never
needed any. "He's peaceable
housebroken lion without mean
trait that | know of. He's only four
years and three months old and he
weighs just 900 pounds. | made ar
rangements to have Jim here with
me, as he has always been with me.
and now they are trying to give me
and Jim the gate. Why, Jim and me
have been in some of the finest hotels
in the west. Out on my ranch ne?r
Leavenworth. Wash, Jim and me are
inseparable pals. We sleep in the
same room and he roams around
loose and never hurts a soul.
On Their Way to Africa.
strangers Well. Jim amt used
to strangers, never having had any
of them, but Jim wouldn't bother
any one who lets him alone.
Jim was looking on with a bored
expression and Mr.. Zann was ripping
long sections of steak off thick
porterhouse. He tossed the strips to
Jim as he extolled Jim's charms an /
the lion caught the strips like seals
snag fish. Grunts and smothered
roars proclaimed Jim's satisfaction
81 bought Jim when he was three
months old from Orr's circus" went
on Mr.. Zann. "Jim's never beca IN a
Jungle. He was born under a tent IN
the circus and Pm taking hnn down
to Cape Town, South Africa. to try 4