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 The tiger
 The lion
 The leopard
 The wolf
 The giraffe
 The bison
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Title: Wild animals for children
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Title: Wild animals for children
Physical Description: 1 v. (unpaged) : ill. ; 23 cm.
Language: English
Creator: McLoughlin Bros., inc ( Publisher )
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Place of Publication: New York
Publication Date: [ca. 1880]
Subject: Animals -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1880
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover
        Page 1
    The tiger
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        Page 3
        Page 4
    The lion
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
    The leopard
        Page 8
        Page 9
    The wolf
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
    The giraffe
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
    The bison
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        Page 17
        Page 18
    Back Cover
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fTHE TIGER is more like a Cat than a Lion,
1 for he has not such long hair on his neck.
His tail is long and smooth, with no tuft at the
end, and he has bright, dark stripes on his
smooth coat. He is not so bold as the Lion,
but quite as strong, and more quick and lithe.
He will lie in wait for his prey, and hide in the
tall grass and reeds, where he can draw in his
breath and shrink so flat that no one can see
him, if they have not sharp eyes. But the
Tiger does not like to face his foe, though he
is so strong that he can crush the skull of an
ox with a blow of his great paw, and then trot
off with the dead beast to his den. A poor
man in India found one day that his ox had
got loose, and run off to a swamp, where it
had sunk so deep in the mire that it was fixed,
and could not walk back to dry land. While
he was gone to fetch some of his friends to

help him to get the ox out of the bog, a Tiger
came to the spot, and saw the ox. He sprang
at the poor beast at once, and killed him with
one grip of his sharp teeth; then he drew him
out of the mud, and had just thrown him over
his back to take him home to eat, when the
man came back with his friends. The Tiger let
the ox fall and ran off; but it was dead, and all
the blood was sucked from its veins.
The Tiger is found in Asia, and nowhere
else, so that it is there that men hunt him. To
hunt him is hard work, and those who go out
to find him need to be bold and quick, and to
learn to shoot well.
There is a small place in India where a
great heap of stones stands by the side of the
road. All who pass by throw a stone on to the
heap, for it was placed there to show that a
great Tiger had been killed on that spot. This

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fierce beast had slain men, and girls, and cows,
and sheep, and was said to like men's flesh best
for his food, for he would spring upon the men
who kept the herds, and take them off to his
lair, when he did not touch the ox or the cow
that was close by.
There was a white man there when these
tales were told,--a man who went out day by
day to hunt wild beasts,-and he said he would
go and fight the Tiger for his life, and kill him,
or else be killed by him. In India the postmen
go on foot, and their bags are slung at the end
of a long cane. To this cane they hang brass
rings and plates, which clink and ring like bells
as they walk, to let folks know that they are
close at hand. Now the Tiger used to wait in
the wood, by the side of the road, till he heard
this sound, for when he heard it he knew a man
was near, and that he could kill and eat him.
When the white man heard what the fierce
beast had done, he thought of a way to bring
him out of his den. So when the sun was gone
down, he went out, armed with his gun, to the

place where he knew the Tiger had made his
lair. He took no one with him-but in one
hand he had a cane, such as the postmen use,
with the rings and bits of brass on it, to clink
and ring as he went. He watched each side
of the road for the Tiger, but he could not see
him till he came to a steep place, where he
thought he heard a noise such as is made when
we crush a dry leaf, and saw the long grass
move as though some live thing were on its
way to the place where he stood. Then came
a low sound, like the purr of a cat. He went
back a yard or two to see what could be done,
and as he did so, a great Tiger sprang at one
bound to the midst of the road, not six feet
from where he stood. There was just time to
fire one shot before the huge beast could give
a fresh spring, and when the smoke of the gun
cleared off, there he was in the dust, not dead,
but with his death wound. One more shot at
the back of the ear made an end of this fierce
beast, which fed on men, and there was great
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WHEN we call the Lion the King of Beasts,
we mean that he looks so bold and grand,
and is so fierce and strong, that none of the rest
of the beasts are like him, or dare to come near
him when he goes out to seek his prey. His
bright eyes flash as he stands and moves his
tail from side to side, his thick mane falls on
his strong neck, and his great paws, though
they are so soft that he can walk and make no
sound, have long sharp claws that can tear
through the hide of an ox, and strike down a
horse. His roar is heard far off in the woods,
and is feared by man and beast. But though
the Lion is so brave and strong, he hunts for
his prey just as a cat hunts for a mouse. He
will crouch in the long grass and shrubs, or
crawl by the side of a hedge or a high bank, till
he comes near the ox, the calf, or the sheep,
which he means to seize. Then he springs on

it, strikes it down, and drags it off to his den,
where he can eat it at his ease. He goes in
search of prey at night, and sleeps by day, so
that those who go out to hunt the Lion must
seek him in his lair, and rouse him up if they
wish to kill him.
At one time-a long time past-Lions
were caught and sent to Rome, where they
were kept to fight with men. Slaves who had-
done wrong, or men who had been sent to gaol
for their crimes, were thrown to the beasts,
which means that they were sent to a large
round pit, where they were to fight with wild
beasts. If the man could kill one or two Lions
with the short sword that was put in his hand,
he was set free, but it was a hard thing to do;
and as the crowd sat on all sides to watch the
fight, his shrieks and groans were not heard for

It was thought to be a

their shouts and cries.


a great sight at Rome, and good as well as bad
men were cast to the Lions in those bad times.
One good tale is told of a poor Greek,
whose name was Androcles. This man was
out in the wild plains one day, when he saw a
Lion not far off. The poor beast was lame, and
lay on the ground to suck his paw. When he
saw the Greek, he got up, and though he could
not do more than limp on three legs, crawled
to him with his paw held out, and made a
sad moan, as if to ask the help of the man, so
Androcles went near, to see what he could do.
The Lion had a great thorn thrust through his
paw. It had gone in so deep that he could
not get it out, and it gave him great pain.
The Greek sat down by him, and with much
care drew out the thorn; then he bound up the
paw with a strip torn from his shirt. The Lion
licked his hand for thanks, and went away. In
two or three years from that time the Greek
was put in gaol, and brought before the judge.
Now, just then a great Lion had been caught
and sent to the place where the wild beasts

were kept for men to fight with, so the judge
said that the mian should be thrown to the
beasts. The day came when the Lion was to
be let loose, and he was so fierce and large,
that the vast crowd cried out to the poor
Greek, "You are a dead man." Androcles
thought so too, when he saw the great beast
come with slow steps to the place where he
stood; but when all there thought that the
brute would leap on him and tear him, the
Lion bent his rough head, and crouched down
upon the ground at the man's feet. There was
a great shout, and some cried, Bring a fresh
Lion," but more said, "What does it mean ?"
The Greek, when he felt the Lion lick his bare
feet, bent down to look at him, and from some
marks that he saw in his mane and face, knew
that it was the beast from whose foot he had
drawn the thorn. The judge sent to ask how
it was that the fierce beast lay down like a
tame dog at the feet of the Greek, and when
he heard the tale said that Androcles should
be set free.


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THE LEOPARD is not much more than
half the size of the Tiger, and has bright
spots on his skin, and not streaks, like some of
the Cat tribe. He is much to be feared, for he
is fierce and strong, and, as he is small, he can
crouch in the long grass, or lie on the branch
of a big tree, where he waits till he can spring
down on his prey, and suck its blood. If you
have seen a Cat stretched out, with its paws
straight in front, its hind legs bent, its head
laid down, as it keeps watch on the birds that
fly here and there on a lawn, you can guess
how a Leopard looks when he lies in wait for
its prey. It is such a sly beast, that it glides
with slow, soft steps, and lurks in the grass and
shrubs, where it can hide so well, that when it
is killed there is great joy for those who live
in the place near its lair. In Ceylon, and most

parts of Africa, the Leopard is to be found,
and it is said that some of these brutes have
been seen that are quite black, but they are
more rare. The skin is much prized, and some
of the black men think that some parts of the
flesh can be used; they say that the end of the
tail will act as a charm, to make him who has
it sure of the love of some of his friends, and
that the brain makes men brave, and gives
them luck when they go out to hunt. These
beasts keep out of the way when they see a
man, but for all that they are fierce when they
are brought to bay, and will fight with tooth
and claw.
One way to take them is to form a cage
with poles, that are stuck fast in the ground.
There is a door in the cage, which is not shut,
but is kept wide open by a young tree. The


top of this tree is bent by six or eight men,
who hold it down till it can be made fast to
the ground by a noose of deer-hide. Then a
young goat is tied in the cage, with a large
stone bound to his ear., The weight of the
stone makes him cry, the Leopard hears him,
and comes to the door of the cage, where he
tries to get in; the young tree flies up like a
spring, and he is caught by the noose, which
holds him tight round the loins.
The Leopards are called Tigers by the
Dutch folks who live at the Cape of Good
Hope. M. Andersson, while he was in that
part of the world, was waked up one night
by the dogs, who all seemed to howl at once
in loud cries of fright. He sprang out of bed
with his gun in his hand, for he thought one
of the dogs must have been seized by some
beast of prey. He was quite right; though
when he went to the door of the hut, he could
see no sign of what had caused the noise.

The men soon set light to a torch, and, when
they went out, saw the tracks of a Leopard
on the ground, and found that one of the best
of the dogs was not with the rest. No more
could be done that night, so they all went
back to their beds; but next day, while M.
Andersson was on his way, he heard the same
sort of cries as those that broke his resin in
the night. He got down from his seat on the
front of the great cart in which he rode, and
there, in the midst of a bush, lay the poor dog,
full of bites and wounds, but not dead. It
seems that he had in some way, got rid of the
Leopard, but it took a long time to cure his
wounds. The next day the men were in the
bed of a stream, when they saw a Leopard
try to make a spring at their goats as they
fed on the banks. When he saw them, he.
tried to hide, and sprang up a tree. They
then shot at him, till he fell dead from the



OF all the wild beasts that roam in the woods,
or hunt on the plains, there are none more
fierce, swift, and sly than the Wolf; and though
Wolves are not of a great size-not so big as
some of our great dogs-they go to seek their
prey in large packs, so that the Bison, the great
stag, and the wild horse are killed by them.
Where the Lion and the Tiger leave some parts
of their meat, the Wolves skulk round the place
to pick the bones; and a pack of Wolves have
been known to kill an old and weak Lion, or to
hunt down a lame and half-dead Elephant. The
Wolf can run so far and so fast, and his scent
is so keen, that he is sure to come up with his
prey; and when his sharp howl is heard in the
clear air of the North, those who are on their
way to some place a long way off may well fear.
It is not one or two Wolves that need be feared
so much, but the pack, which keep on till they

come up with the light cart or the sledge, and
yelp round and round till some of the first of
them spring up at it, or pull down the horse,
with their sharp, white fangs.
In all lands the Wolf is a foe that men hate.
He is such a mean cur- he skulks in holes, and
by the side of roads, till he sees some beast
much less strong than he is, but he will not
fight till he is made to do so to save his life.
It is strange that the Wolf should be so much
like some dogs that you could not tell which was
which if you saw only the bones, or the beast
stripped of its skin, and yet that the Wolf should
be a mean, base sneak, and the dog so bold and
full of trust in man. When a dog, though he
may be a wild dog, meets with a Wolf, he flies
at him at once as a foe that he hates, and must
fight with all his strength; and the Wolf seems
to feel that it is no use to shun the dog when


once his teeth are in his neck, and so the two
bite, and snarl, and roll, and tear, till one of them
is killed. If the Wolf gets the best of it, he eats
the dog; but the dog will not touch the dead
Wolf. Bad as the Wolf is, it is not killed in
one part of the world. A Hindoo will not hurt
a Wolf, and it is said that these men will go to
the den of the she-Wolf, take out the cubs, and
play with them. This may be true, for the she-
Wolf is so proud of her cubs that she likes to
see them made pets of. While they are quite
young it may be safe to play with them, but not
when their teeth have grown, and they snap, and
snarl, and bite. Wolves are said to teach their
young how to bear pain, and to bite their tails,
strike them with their claws, and drag them on
the ground till they learn to be still, and not
cry out when they are hurt. They are free from
wild beasts in England now, but in old times
their woods and waste lands were so full of
Wolves, that huts and sheds, made of great
beams of wood, and with strong doors that
would shut and latch, were built at the road-
sides, that those who were on their way from

town to town might run to find a safe pace,
when they were chased by the fierce beasts, who
smelt them from far off, and came in packs, with
yelps and howls to tear them limb from limb.
When Edgar was a King, a man could buy off
a friend who had been put in jail, if he brought
a score or so of Wolves' tongues; and a price
was put on the Wolf's head,--a price so large
as to cause the rough, strong North-men to
hunt down these beasts, and at last to leave
but few in the land.
In the cold parts of the world--the lands
of ice and snow, where the sledge is used-a
Wolf hunt is great sport. A band of men set
out, armed with guns, and take with them a
young, fat pig. If there is one thing in the
world that the Wolf loves best, it is pork; and
so when the sledge, with the men in it, has gone
a mile or two, the man who holds the pig bites
its tail till it gives a shrill squeak. If there
are Wolves near the spot, they will come out
when they hear the sound, and try to catch the
sledge, to which they go so near that they can
be picked off with the guns.

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WHAT a grand beast is the Giraffe, with its
long neck, fine skin, stag-like head, and
soft, bright eye. At one time no one here thought
there could be such a thing; and when they heard
tales of a beast with the skin of a leopard, the
head of a deer, the neck of a swan, and the speed
of a grey-hound, they laughed, and thought it
was no more than a tale made up to deceive
them. It is all true, as we know by this time,
for the Giraffe has been brought here for us to
-look at, and we may see him stand and use his
long tongue to pull his food, just as the Elephant
will use his trunk; or may stare at his vast height
and think how grand a herd of Giraffes should
look as they bound, at full speed, in the wild
plains of Africa. Though he is so large that a
full-grown maj is six yards from his fore-hoof
to the top of his head, the Giraffe is as full of'
fear as a hare, and will fly at the first sound of

the foe. His large, soft eye can see for miles,
and on all sides of him, and as he is so tall that
he plucks the young leaves from the trees with
his curled tongue, he can keep a sharp lookout
when he is on the plain. His speed is so great
as to give him a good chance when he runs for
his life from the Lion or other beasts of prey.
Of course, it is.great sport to come near a
herd of these tall beasts, and all that there is to
do is to be quite still till it is time to fire at one
of them. One cf the tales of this sport tells how
four or five men who went out to hunt came to a
herd of more than thirty Giraffes, which plucked
the leaves on the high stems in a grove not far
off. The men crept on as near as they could,
when what should they see but a cross old Rhi-
noceros and her queer calf, who stood right in
their path. They saw the small eyes of these
great brutes shine, and knew that they were in

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an ill mood, so one of the men fired at the big
one, while the chief of the band set spurs to his
horse, and gave chase to the Giraffes, who all
sprang off at their best speed when they heard
the sound of the gun and the noise of hoofs.
Their great bounds soon left man and horse in
the rear. Twice they were hid from view by a
clump of trees, through which the man on his
horse went in search of them, and each time he
was just too late to see more than their great
long backs as they sprang up a high ridge that
lay just in their way. When he looked round,
the man saw that while he was in chase of
the herd of Giraffes, three Rhinoceroses were
in chase of him, and toiled on in the hope that
they should come up with him. A white cloth
that he wore round his cap was torn off by the
branch of a tree as he passed by, and the three
great beasts rushed at it, and trod it with their
huge feet. In a short time the Giraffes reach-
ed. a small stream, the bed of which was of soft
sand, and in this their long, slim legs sank so
deep that they could not keep up their pace, so

that they had not got to the other side when
man and horse were once more close to them,
and, by the time they had reached the bank and
climbed its steep side, were in the midst of the
herd. Then the man rode at the great male
who led the herd, placed his gun close to the
bright, soft skin of the poor beast, and fired.
The Giraffe did not fall at once, but still went
on with slow steps, till more shots were fired at
him, and then the horse was brought in front
of him to stop him. The grand beast stood
tall, mute, and full of grace, and looked down
at his foe, with his fine neck bent, and tears
in his dark, soft eyes, as he was met by a full
charge from the gun. Then his long limbs
shook, his bright sleek fur stood on end, and,
as the. tenth ball pierced his broad chest, he
bowed his head, and fell like a tall tree to
the ground. His limbs were so strong, that
when he was dead they looked as though they
were made of brass, and his lie was more
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T HE BISON was at one time found in Europe,
but there are now none left. It is in America
that the Bison is to be found. He is here known
by the name of Buffalo, and goes in vast herds
through the great plains, where the red men hunt
him, use his flesh for food, and make clothes of
his thick, warm skin. The Buffalo is, in fact, a
wild ox, of great size and strength, but he is not
quite like the tame beasts, for he is more fierce
and strong, has a large hump on his neck, and
a thick mane of hair hangs round his head. The
cows, as well as the bulls, have a mane; but
that of the bull is so thick that it hides his head,
though his fierce eyes can be seen as they glare
and shine through the bush of hair. In the great
plains where no one comes near him, and by the
side of streams where he can drink and roll in

the wet clay, the Buffalo loves to feed,

herds of these beasts are so vast, that they seem
to reach for miles. While he is in the herd, the
Buffalo fears no other beast, and till he is lame,
or so fat that he can not fight nor run, he need
not fear, for he can kill most of his foes if they
come one at a time. The bear is too much for
him, and the wolves who hunt in packs can kill
him; but in the great herd, where these big
brutes join their strength and crush the foe with
hoofs and horns, they care for none but the men,
who hunt them with bow or guns, and come on
horseback to drive them to the place where they
are shot down and killed. They will run from
men; but should one of them get a wound or
a hurt, the fierce beast, mad with pain and rage,
will turn and rush with all his might at his foe,
who, if he has not a quick eye and a good hqrse,
may be hurled to the ground and crushed to



death, or gored by those long, sharp horns, that
can tear a horse from chest to throat, or pin
him to the earth.
There are large tribes of men who hunt the
Buffalo, and to whom that huge beast furnishes
food. All parts of him are used by them, and
they may be said to live on him. His flesh is
their meat, the skin serves them for coats, beds,
boots, rugs, tents, roofs to their huts, slings,
reins and seats. Of the bones are made clubs,
stools, flutes, and all sorts of things for war or
sport, while of the horns are formed spoons,
heads of spears, cups, flasks, and pins. The
feet and hoofs are boiled to make glue, with
which they join the shafts of spears and darts,
the mane is twined to make ropes and cords,
the end of the tail is used as a whisk to keep
off the flies, and the thread and string used to
sew the hide, and to make the robes and stitch
the clothes, is made of some part of the dead
beast. The Indians of North America, who
hunt the Buffalo, wear very little clothing, in
order to have the free use of their limbs. The
horse used is a small, fierce, swift steed, that

knows what to do, and the rein is no more than
a rope of hair tied round his jaw. The man
picks out one Buffalo from the herd, and rides
at it as fast as he can urge his horse. The
huge beast sees that he is chased, leaves the
herd, and flies as hard as he can go; but the
horse comes up with him at last, and when
they are quite close, the man lets fall the rein,
and, quick as a flash, shoots it just at the
front of its ribs. When the horse hears the
shot, he turns round and goes off at great speed,
for when the big bull has a wound, he will turn
and charge man and beast with such fierce
strength that one must be killed if they are not
both very swift. Should the wild bull come up
with the horse, the red man vaults from his
back, and with his long, two-edged knife, stabs
the huge beast to the heart, or drives the blade
through his thick neck.
Those who go out to hunt the Buffalo,
must take care not to get on that side of him
to which the wind blows, for his scent is so
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