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sort of control obtained over them by their 
trainers. All that has been said has been 
from one point of view — that of the mas- 
ter. Man. Wo have shown how we feel 
concerning Leo and his ways ; but we have 
not stopped to think how Leo feels con- 
cerning us — self-constituted arbiters of his 
destiny — and our ways. His is the passive 
side : the side which may not judge ; must 
only suffer judgment. Yet he has his 
views of the case ; his own opinions of us, 
even as we have ours of him. And no one 
can study an animal as a personality — 
which is the only way he should be studied 
— without seeing this fact with a degree of 
clearness exactly proportionate to his un- 
derstanding of and sympathy with the brute 
creation. 
Go to a zoological garden in the dead 
of winter, when the animals are housed and 
no crowds are around to disturb, and watch. 
There you will learn to appreciate the full 
effect of captivity upon wild life. You will 
discover more facts of interest after an 
hour of silent watching than you would in 
half a year of encyclopaedias. You will see 
the endless expedients invented to while 
away the monotony of the hours which 
must elapse before feeding time. Here a 
lion, learning his first lessons in the art of 
self -amusement, and not very expert at the 
business as yet, gets through several hours 
by chewing the tip of his tail into a soapy 
lather — cheating himself, perhaps, into a 
delusion of dinner. There two tigers, 
caged together, try earnestly to see how 
often they can squeeze past close to the 
bars without colliding. When this occurs, 
each goes back to his chosen corner of the 
cage and starts in all over again. One 
lioness, after sleeping as long as possible, 
in as many positions as possible, took un- 
ending delight in licking the zinc doors con- 
necting her cage with the one on either 
hand, then scrubbing them furiously with 
both paws, sitting on her haunches like a 
dog before a door he desires opened. An- 
other, a big black-maned beast, who had 
been a performer, gone bad, and been 
relegated to the lone cage, kept himself 
happy for hours by gravely marching upon 
three legs in complicated figures about his 
cage, wearing an intensely solemn expres- 
sion of countenance. A lion rarely varies 
his pacings to and fro, as does a leopard, 
for example ; and when undisturbed almost 
never circles around his cage. Still less 
often will he do it after such fashion. This 
one may have been practising old tricks 
that had lingered in his memory from the 
days when he had a part to play in the 
world. A tigress, Trilby by name, found 
a long loose sliver in the floor of her abode, 
and amused herself hugely by shoving a 
claw under it and letting go suddenly, with 
a snap. Three times, when Trilby was not 
at home, was that sliver fastened down — 
splinters being dangerous to soft paddy paws 
— and three times did Trilby patiently dig 
it up again, determined not to be despoiled 
of her plaything, splinters or no splin- 
ters. While that sliver lasted, Trilby was 
a very happy tigress. The devices to keep 
busy are innumerable ; something they 
must find to do, and they all do it differ- 
ently. 
You will hear the conversations bandied 
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