The next feature in the programme was that a tiger should ride round the circus on a tricycle. A man rolled in the tricycle, the tiger was called by name to come down from his perch, which he did slowly and unwillingly enough. "For," said Mr. Hagenbeck, "he always hates this ride of his." Then the tiger sullenly mounted the tricycle exactly as is shown in the picture, growling frequently the whole time; two of the boar-hounds walked behind as footmen, the band struck up a slow tune, the tiger set the tricycle in motion, and slowly and solemnly enough the little procession passed round the circus. "Now," said the chief trainer, "I'll show you how a tiger can roll a ball along, standing upon it the whole time." Some trestles were brought in, placed at equal distances from each other, and a long plank was laid across them, and then there was placed upon it a huge wooden ball. "Come on, Caesar," cried Mr. Mellermann, "it's your turn now." To our surprise a beautiful lion jumped down from his pedestal and ran gayly up to Mr. Mellermann. "No, no, no, you dear old stupid," said the trainer, leading him back to his perch; "I want Caesar, not you." But all our persuasion couldn't get Caesar the tiger to come down, so Mr. Mellermann went boldly up to him and gently flicked him with his whip. Caesar got slowly down, snarling and growling the whole time. "Come on, then, there's a good fellow," said Mr. Mellermann, and after a while Caesar was persuaded to balance himself on the ball which he rolled slowly along the plank. Having done it once or twice forwards and backwards, he was allowed to return to his seat, which he did with great joy and satisfaction. Mr. Mellermann then went up to him, told him he had been a good fellow, and gave him a special bit of meat all to himself. "I always do that," said he, coming back to where I was standing, "when an animal has shown any unwillingness to perform his tricks, for there is nothing that encourages them like kindness." "Which animals show the most intelligence?" said I. "Well," replied Mr. Mellermann, "I don't think there is much difference between them. Lions and tigers, males and females, are equally clever; and," continued Mr. Mellermann, "I think it is all rubbish to say that tigers are not as affectionate or as easily tamed as lions. Why, look here," he continued, going up to a splendid Royal Bengal tiger which greeted him with a most extravagant affection as he threw his arms round the creature's neck and drew the great head down on a level with his own, "you couldn't get a more affectionate beast than this is, I am sure."