IN TIMES OF TROUBLE in 



While these events were going on, Bruno, whose 

 early life was exciting so much interest, was spend- 

 ing most of the wintry days in his snug leaf-filled 

 den in Belmont. At times, when the weather was 

 warmer, he came to the surface of his own accord, 

 but he did not care much about leaving his cage, 

 and seemed lazy and sluggish. 



To overcome the difficulty of getting him out, 

 I used figs or raisins as a lure. Holding these 

 delicacies, of which he was very fond, tantalizingly 

 just beyond the end of his nose, I gradually coaxed 

 him forth, so that the cage-door could be closed 

 behind him. 



When once he was outside, it did n't take Foxy 

 long to get him limbered up. About an hour of 

 exercise, however, was all he cared for ; then of his 

 own accord he returned to his home, opened the 

 door, and walked in. 



Not far from where the bear's cage stood is a 

 small one-story building, which plays an impor- 

 tant part in the household economy of our family. 

 This is generally known as the laundry, and the 

 largest of its three rooms is the drying-room. But 

 by me this room is dedicated to a use that far 

 transcends the mere drying of the week's wash. 



It is a room of generous proportions, lighted 

 overhead by a large skylight. I like to call this 

 my studio, for here occasionally I try to entice a 



