In Winter Quarters 



cuds. The habit seems so conducive 

 to peace of mind. If those tigers, 

 leopards, lions and other cats could 

 only settle down and munch away on 

 a little roll of something they might 

 not be so dissatisfied and nervous. 



The bisons were of course bred in 

 captivity. They never saw the plains, 

 prairies and Bad Lands of the West. 

 They eat good hay and lie around the 

 lot in stolid comfort, just as any other 

 domesticated bovine would. They may 

 dream sometimes of grassy unfenced 

 worlds, but are much safer here from 

 arrowheads and rifle-balls than were 

 their free progenitors. Their archi- 

 tecture is not altogether understand- 

 able. I know that old bull's head 

 outweighs his body. His front and 

 rear do not seem to match. His hind- 

 quarters would pass through a good- 

 sized crack in a barn-door, but you 

 would have to knock out the whole 

 end of the building to get his shoulders 

 in. I don't see how he could gallop 

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