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ALMOST HUMAN 
UNDER MILITARY DISCIPLINE. 
For a long time Mr. Cape Barren found that he was watched too 
closely to be able to challenge any more of his fellow prisoners at the Zoo, 
and he became utterly miserable at being unable to find any foeman worthy 
of his steel. His next ramble, and his last, to date, brought him his first 
fall. He thought his chance had come one day when he got into the small 
ground where the adjutant bird was confined. This extraordinary bird 
is, like the jackal, the scavenger of the Ganges. He is not pretty. Indeed, 
he is decidedly ugly, with his long bare neck and bald head and terrific 
beak. The goose was sure he could soon vanquish this queer looking 
bird, so he began his ordinary tactics, but, to his unbounded surprise, the 
adjutant was not in the least frightened. On the contrary, he made two 
or three snaps at the goose with his fearsome beak, and would have had 
the bold warrior’s head off in a second if the intruder had not been too 
quick for him. The crestfallen goose got behind the house and examined 
this creature that seemed to be unafraid of him, with deep interest. The 
adjutant leisurely came up to see him, and every time the goose raised 
his head, ever so meekly, the wise looking old thing would snap his shears 
dangerously. Like a little bully, the goose had much bravado but small 
courage, and thus he took to frequenting corners of the house to see if 
the long bird were coming too near him. When the adjutant found that 
the intruder had learned his lesson, and was properly respectful in the 
presence of his superiors, he ignored him altogether. The keepers found 
that at last the terror of the gardens could safely be left with a com- 
panion other than one of his own species. Eventually the two became 
quite friendly, and they stayed together until the death of the old adju- 
tant, when the goose seemed to fret so much for his friend that he was 
removed to a spot near the entrance gates, and a young pair of his rela- 
tives were given his former home. 
ELEPHANTS 
QUEENIE. 
Few children consider they have paid a proper visit to the Zoo if 
they have not had a ride on Queenie’s back. For over twelve years this 
elephant has been at the beck and call of all the young visitors to the 
gardens, and in that time she has learned that there are two kinds of 
children, the good and the bad. The good ones get on her back and enjoy 
her stroll around her ring ; the bad stand too near to her track, and, when 
