My cat, the sacred guest of my old home,
Thy sleek electric back now curve for me.
Come nestle on my knee and let my fingers roam
In the warm glossy fur that clotheth thee.
Half closed, now thou hast ended that long yawn,
Thine emerald eye, half scornful its caress,
Thine emerald eye, gleaming with golden rays
That idly kind, yet mocking o’er me plays.
Philosopher, old brother, thou hast not known
The faithful, noisy friendship of the dog,
Yet my heart feels the love that thou hast shown.
Thy clear seeing, perhaps ephemeral affection,
Contents me; and in thee calm sage I greet
Scepticism and meekness, virtues exquisite.
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FOOTNOTES:
[6] To “dance the basket” is the French idiom for the pilfering of
the cook.
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CHAPTER VI.
THE TAMERS.
The tamer’s performance is certainly one of those exhibitions which
give the most valuable evidence of the superiority of man over
animals.
Some morose spirits have put forth the lion’s claims to royalty in
rivalry to the supremacy of Adam. In the [p134] menagerie the two
candidates meet each other. The lion has formidable jaws and claws;
the man has only a pair of boots and a whip. Yet it is the lion that
obeys! The great feline’s spring through a paper hoop settles the
disputed question in favour of humanity. One leaves the theatre with
uplifted head and heart swollen with pride.
And besides this philosophic satisfaction, a visit to a menagerie
is one of the most delightful amusements you can choose. You enter
a dark booth, impregnated with a strong odour of carrion. At first
the eyes can scarcely distinguish the strange sphinx-like forms
extended behind the iron bars of the cages, crouching in dreamy,
sleepy attitudes. Suddenly the gas-burner is lighted. Two keepers
enter, covered with blood like the headsman’s assistants; they bear
a handbarrow laden with great quarters of horseflesh; a third person
accompanies them carrying a hook.
“The animals are now to be fed,” he cries in a showman’s voice. “The
supper consists of more than 600 lbs. of meat. Those persons who
wish to see the food distributed are begged to stand a little to the
right.”
You follow the hook, the barrow, and the people.
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