42 WILD BROTHER 
Mrs. Weldon gave us a warm welcome, and with 
considerable pride brought Bruno forward for our 
inspection. He had grown considerably since I 
had seen him in February. He was now a typical 
fat, chubby Teddy Bear, seven pounds in weight. 
On March 20, when he was two months old, he had 
weighed three and a quarter pounds, and on that 
day had walked for the first time. His round little 
body was now covered with a soft thick coat of 
brown curly wool. The short black silky hair with 
which he had been clothed when I first saw him in 
February had disappeared. 
In Kipling’s ‘Jungle Book,” Baloo, the wise old 
bear, in telling of the laws for the guidance of the 
wood-folk, says: — 
““Oppress not the cubs of the stranger, but hail them as 
Sister and Brother, 
For though they are little and fubsy, it may be the Bear 
is their mother.” 
“Fubsy” was just the right word to describe 
Bruno’s appearance at this age. Fubsy and fat he 
was, and jolly was his nature. He had got on 
splendidly with his foster-brothers and sisters — 
and why should he not? A better-behaved lot of 
children I had never met. They were kind and 
considerate of each other, and their attitude to- 
ward their parents was exceptionally fine. There 
