The other denizens of the menagerie, aroused from lethargy by the mortal defiances hurled forth by cat and ape, scented the battle and spoke in strange tongues. And behold! Karl knew what they were saying! He heard the lion and tiger roaring “Kill!” the deer and buffaloes shrieking “Run!” the monkey tribe chattering “Climb, brother, and reach from above!” Above all resounded the raging challenge of the elephant, who, when he is stirred, is the real master of the jungle. Whips, hay-forks, and heavy bars of iron soon ended the disturbance. A number of fainting women were carried out into the fresh air, and Karl, to his intense chagrin, for he was a great dandy in those days, found that his nose had bled freely during the hubbub. When Mr. Verdant Green was “up” his friends would have asked who had tapped his claret, but Karl’s companions were anxious to learn the identity of the gentleman who had “punched him on the boko!” Youth is perennial though it may change its idioms. It was disappointing to learn that the gore arose from natural causes. The slaying of the panther had evoked the boys’ fighting instincts! Pugilism--to use the naked hands on a foe--that was the ideal! Had not the gorilla thought so? That night Karl found he could not sleep, so he rose and threw wide a window. His chambers overlooked the College quadrangle with its well-kept lawn, and, in this time of high summer, the exquisite profiles of Oxford were blended with the soft luxuriance of the trees guarding the peaceful precincts. Karl was now a tall and graceful young man. A devoted follower of the favorite University sports, he was studious withal, and his natural bent inclined him more to the uncompromising tenets of science than to the literature and dogma of the classics. While following the routine laid down by his father’s advisers, he read deeply in the less popular branches of knowledge. Lectures on anthropology, comparative anatomy, philology and physics--subjects which certainly provided a varied intellectual pasturage--invariably counted him among note-takers. Hence, it is not to be wondered at if, on this particular night, he should give earnest thought to the half-forgotten and long-disused powers of his childhood, powers called back into vivid existence by the roaring of a few beasts!