Behind Iron Bars 



I imagine, by mighty few people in 

 this world; and a more or less intimate 

 acquaintance with the birds and beasts 

 on view in the collection housed within 

 a stone's throw of our own front door 

 brings out once again the thought that 

 after all there is no great difference, 

 when it comes to the joys and sorrows 

 of mere physical existence, between 

 men and other animals. 



So far as I have been able to discover 

 through numerous visits, there are but 

 two or three specimens in this par- 

 ticular assemblage, gathered from the 

 ends of the earth, that do not seem to 

 care a rap about confinement. There 

 is a "roly-poly" grizzly that is obvi- 

 ously happy. He is a living picture of 

 contentment. He finds the peanuts 

 flung into his cage exactly to his liking. 

 If you stop and do not toss him one, 

 he is very apt to sit up on his haunches, 

 and give the "high sign" of his expec- 

 tation. And if you throw his way the 

 morsel he so dearly loves you can rest 

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