II. 



TIGER TRICKS. 



Fond as he was of fresh blood, the loyal beast 

 never showed tooth or claw to his playmates on 

 the corridor, the squirrel which he might have 

 crushed with one blow, and the puppy almost as 

 easily killed. On the contrary they had many 

 fine frolics together. The squirrel ran over 

 him, and played off his saucy squirrelish tricks 

 on him, and Master Nico often laid his paw on 

 the little fellow to hold him, but he never hurt 

 him in the least. 



To be fed on " scraps and leavings " was not 

 at all to the taste of this savage baby. In the 

 woods the tiger is king, and that it could be 

 otherwise anywhere else never occurred to him. 

 Intelligent as he was, he could never be taught 

 to eat at the second table. 



One day three lady teachers sat at dinner, 

 one of them knife in hand, about to carve a 

 particularly tempting roast chicken. Now Nico 

 had marked that morsel for his own, and while 

 the carver paused to make a remark, fork just 

 ready to descend upon the fowl, there was a 

 sudden bound, a snatch, a whisk of gray fur, 



