In Winter Quarters 



assured he will catch it as unerringly 

 as a crack first-baseman gets a ball 

 hot from the pitcher's box. And how 

 he reveled in the snow that fell just 

 before the Christmas holidays! Over 

 and over he rolled, twisting and turn- 

 ing in his thick fur overcoat. A soup 

 bone he had previously cleaned caught 

 the ursine comedian's fancy. Flat on 

 his broad fat back he grabs it and 

 begins real Japanese juggling stunts. 

 Balancing the bone upon his paws he 

 throws it in the air, catches it as it 

 falls, laughing heartily at his own 

 clumsy cleverness. A black bear next 

 door is copying friend grizzly's peanut- 

 begging tactics, but has not the merry 

 twinkle in his eye, the sheer good 

 nature that radiates always from his 

 Rocky Mountain brother. 



Apropos of the snow, the polars 

 actually were half-way comfortable for 

 a time while the blizzard raged. 

 Sprawled out on their "tummies" 

 with legs extended fore and aft so that 

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