IN TIMES OF TROUBLE III 
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 
