“Style and splendor may do for those who are brought up to it,” said
Tom; “but, after all, the comfort and content of the cottage are much
better. Don’t you think so, Bridget?”
“Yes, Tom, I do indeed,” said the spouse.
_Tom._ It’s almost equal to the _jinnysyquaw_, an’t it, Bridget?
_Mrs. T._ Hold your tongue, Tom!
――――
ANECDOTE OF A TIGER.――One day a singular circumstance took place in a
menagerie near London, which shows the retentive memory of the tiger.
A sailor, who had been strolling round the exhibition, loitering here
and there to admire the animals, was attracted by a strange noise,
made by a tiger, who seemed irritated beyond endurance. Jack, somewhat
alarmed, sought the keeper to inquire the cause of so singular a
display of feeling, which, he remarked, became more boisterous, the
nearer he approached the animal. The keeper replied, that the behavior
of the tiger indicated that he was either vastly pleased, or very much
annoyed. Upon this, the sailor again approached the den, and gazed at
the tiger a few minutes, during which time the animal became frantic
with seeming rage, lashing his tail against his sides, and giving
utterance to the most frightful bellowings. He soon discovered the
tiger to be one that he had, not long before, brought to England, and
which had been his especial care.
It now was Jack’s turn to be delighted, as it appears the tiger was,
in thus recognizing his old friend; and, after making repeated
applications to be permitted to enter the den, for the purpose, he
said, of “shaking a fist” with the beautiful animal, he was suffered
to do so. The iron door was opened, and in jumped Jack, to the delight
of himself and his striped friend, and the astonishment of the
lookers-on. The affection of the animal was now shown by caressing and
licking the pleased sailor, whom he seemed to welcome with the
heartiest satisfaction; and when the honest tar left the den, the
anguish of the poor animal seemed almost insupportable.
[Illustration]
Miss Pappoo.
Here she is――Miss Pappoo――all the way from New Guinea――a specimen of
humanity which shows the lovely, fascinating, bewitching effect of an
exuberant quantity of hair. It is all her own, too! not purchased at
Gilbert’s, nor forced by beef marrow, antique oil, bear’s grease, or
Macassar ointment! No; it is pure, genuine nature.
It may be that there are some persons who cannot appreciate the
loveliness of Miss Pappoo’s locks; but every day, we see in our
streets, certain young and middle-aged men, who strike us as kindred
spirits. They possess long, tangled locks, and an immense quantity of
beard, covering each side of the face, the throat, and the chin.
Sometimes it is permitted also to cover the upper lip. This bushy
beard gives to a man the somewhat simpering aspect of an old goat; but
still, it would seem that many of our beaux are delighted at making
such a figure. Their great desire seems to be to run to hair.
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