A BEAU IX A FURY. Ill 



iu the morning roaming wild about the garden. 

 Luckily the keeper managed to seize him just as 

 he was escaping into the country, and, with the help 

 of several others, succeeded in shutting him up 

 again. The bear, however, refused his food, and 

 raved in so fearful a manner that, unless he could 

 be quieted, it was clear he would do some mis- 

 chief. 



On my arrival at his dt>n, I found the poor 

 brute in a most furious state, tearing the wooden 

 floor with his claws, and gnawing the barricaded 

 front with his teeth. I had no sooner opened the 

 door than he sprang furiously at me, and struck 

 me repeated blows with his powerful pa\vs. As, 

 however, I had reared him from a cub, we had too 

 often measured our strength together lor me to fear 

 him now, and I soon made him retreat into the 

 corner of his prison, W!HTO he remained howling 

 in the most heart-rendir -nanner. It was a most, 

 sickening sight to behoh: the poor creature with 

 his eyes bloodshot, and protruding from the 

 sockets, his mouth and chest while -with loam. 

 and his body encrusted with dirt. I am not ashamed 

 to confess that at one time I ielt my own eyes 

 moistened. Neither blosvs nor kind words were of 

 any effect ; they only served to irritate 1 and infuriate 

 him ; and I saw clearly that the only remedy would 

 be, either to shoot him or restore him to his brother's 

 companionship. 1 chose the latter alternative; 

 and the purchaser of the other bear, my kind 

 friend, Sir Henry llunloke, on being informed of 

 the circumstance, consented to take this one also. 



