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that he is only a tiger, safe behind iron 
bars, and look through at the beautiful, 
evil spirit of him, full of fierce unrest and 
savage rebellion, treacherous, and glorying 
in his treachery. 
Good examples of the philosophical class 
were two young Arabian lions, half grown ; 
both dappled with the deeper yellow spots 
of cubdom, which always vanish sooner in 
the male than in the female. One had his 
mane just beginning to appear in soft raggy 
patches on shoulders and neck. He was as 
vain of this incipient wisp of glory as a 
youngster of his first downy apology for a 
mustache. He did all but stroke it. You 
were called upon incessantly, in insinuating 
ways, to admire it with him. It was an 
achievement to be proud of ; his manner 
was as to say — " / did that, all by myself, 
but you couldn't do it if you tried." By 
virtue of this possession he tyrannized un- 
ashamedly over his companion. A fine pair 
they made, these two, with ropy muscles 
rolling under their tawny velvet skins, and 
clear inquisitive brown eyes. They took an 
interest in the world ; they were ridiculously 
