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more sober fashion of the poor, fat, apoplectic-looking 

 bears at the Zoo ; with legs well spread out to afford 

 the firm foundation needed by the portliness of ad- 

 vancing years. His kind eyes are fixed very lovingly 

 and deferentially on the tiny face of his present queen 

 and mistress, the little fair-haired girl who has come 

 to us since we left the Cape ; and who, with a regal 

 air of command, holds out her biscuit to the seated 

 Colossus, who, not so long ago, towered above her 

 small head, and bids him " ask for it." Together these 

 two friends and playfellows make so pretty a picture, 

 that we could wish Briton Riviere or Burton Barber 

 were here to see it and s^ive it to the world. 



