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TO THE LONDON EDITION, WHICH IS PUBLISHED UNDER THE DIRECTION OF THE COMMITTEE
OF GENERAL LITERATURE AND EDUCATION, APPOINTED BY THE SOCIETY
FOR PROMOTING CHRISTIAN KNOWLEDGE.
IN drawing up the following Tales for children at a very early age, the
writer has aimed rather at correctness in what she has brought under their
notice, than at variety of information, or originality of matter. She has
endeavoured to interest her young readers, yet she has been very careful
not to mislead them by exaggerated statements, and has thought it best to
leave for after years, and for graver works, much that is undoubtedly
curious and deserving of their inquiry. Her object will be answered if
she has in any degree succeeded in awakening the spirit of that inquiry;
and, still more, if she has directed the infant mind to seek for those proofs
of Divine wisdom, power, and goodness in the formation and habits of
these various beings, which, at a mature age, will assuredly reward the
study of the naturalist.
In the course of these childish narratives, she has referred (for necessary
sanction to her assertions) to Dr. Shaw's valuable work on Zoology, and
occasionally to Mr. Bingley's Animal Biography. She has also availed
herself of anecdotes of animals which have been incidentally given by
modern travellers; and has introduced some few, (and these are stated as
having occurred within her own knowledge,) from facts witnessed by in-
dividuals of her own family, or by other friends.
If this juvenile work has added but little to the stock of information, she
flatters herself it may have contributed to the amusement of little readers;
and she trusts that it will be found to contain nothing to be unlearned, nor
any thing which can be deemed improper for the eye of childhood.
INTRODUCTION, .. . . . 9
THE LION, . . . . . . . 13
THE TIGER, . . . . 26
THE WOLF, .... . . . . . 34
THE ELEPHANT, . . . . 39
THE BEAR, . . . . . . 47
THE CAMEL, . . . . . . 60
THE LLAMA, . . . . 71
THE DEER, .. . . . . . . . 78
THE REIN-DEER, . . . . 91
THE FOX, . . .. 99
THE DOG, . . . . . . 107
THE HARE, .. . . . . . .113
THE RABBIT, . . . . . . .124
CONCLUSION, . . . . . . 131
SAURA was a little girl, nearly six
years old, the youngest child of a
large family. She was good-hu-
moured and lively; very gentle,
and willing to do as she was desired, and of an
affectionate disposition. It was not surprising,
therefore, that she should be the favourite of her
elder brothers and sisters, as well as the darling
of her parents. They were all, indeed, exceedingly
fond of her, and they frequently made her little
presents of such things as were suited to her age
and to her inclinations.
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Her brother Edwin, who had lately returned from
college, had brought her a pencil and a drawing-
book; and now the little girl was hourly amusing
herself in drawing .pictures according to her own
fancy, or copying, as well as she could, such ob-
jects as were before her, and as she found easy to
be imitated: but when drawings had been made of
cats and dogs, of cows and horses, of houses and
trees, and she had covered many pages of her
new drawing-book with what she thought striking
likenesses of "Mamma and Laura," "Papa and
Charles," and every other group which her inven-
tion could supply, she began to be in sad want
of subjects for her busy pencil. Her good-natured
brother then promised her that the next time he
went to M- the nearest market-town, he would
bring her a book full of pictures, which she might
Of this promise Laura did not fail to remind
him, and before many days had passed, Edwin pro-
duced the delightful book. It contained pictures
of Lions, Tigers, Elephants, and many other ani-
mals, which furnished the little girl with amuse-
ment because they were new to her; and also of
some with which she was well acquainted, and
which pleased her the more on that account.
For some time her pencil was laid aside for the
pleasure of looking at her pictures, while she asked
question after question about the foreign animals;
about their names, their characters, and the coun-
tries from whence they came; and often was poor
Edwin called upon to lay down his book that he
might answer these inquiries. Sometimes, how-
ever, his employment was such that he could not
allow himself to be thus interrupted, and Laura
would then apply to others for information, with
such restless curiosity, that, fond as they all were
of the child, it began to be a troublesome hindrance
of the evening's occupations. Her sister Mary, who
was nearly eighteen, therefore promised Laura that
she would tell her, that evening, the story of any
one animal which she would choose from among
the pictures in her new book; and on the follow-
ing day, she would give her the history of another:
so that in time she might understand all about
them, without troubling every body with her num-
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berless inquiries. Laura was much pleased with
this promise, and immediately placing herself on
her low seat by Sister Mary, begged her to begin
by telling her that evening every thing she could
think of about the LION.
Mary considered for a while, for she could think
of a great deal about this noble animal; more,
perhaps, than her little hearer might be able to
understand; and besides, a little time was wanted
to arrange her thoughts in some order. After a
few minutes, however, she began her story as fol-
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HIS, Laura, is one of the wild
Sbeasts; that is, one which does not
y live with men, but goes about in its
v savage state, and finds its own food
Fl few people living. The Lion is
W sometimes called king of the beasts;
/ '-. not because he does really govern
them, or has any right to be a
king; but I suppose he is called so,
because he is one of the most pow-
erful animals; and because he is also a very generous,
"The Lion is large, much larger than any dog, and
exceedingly strong. He has a fine reddish-brown coat,
and the hair about his head and neck grows long and.
thick: this is called his mane. His face is not very unlike
a man's face; he looks a very sensible fellow, and at the:
same time a very fierce one; see his great thick legs, and
his feet. These are armed with sharp claws in the same
manner as cats' are, only he scratches with them much
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more dreadfully than ever Puss did or could do. When
he opens this great mouth of his, there are to be seen rows
of strong teeth, which will tear through almost any thing
that comes in their way. He is said not to be a cruel
creature, and I believe he does not attack mankind, unless
severely pressed by hunger; but when in search of food,
he will help himself to the first animal that he can find;
and he sets up such a loud roar, that he makes the forests
echo with the noise."
It is a very good thing," observed Laura, "that he
does make such a noise, for it must give notice where he
is, so that all other creatures may get out of his way, if
"Perhaps," answered Mary, "it was for this reason
that God made the Lion utter his terrible roar; for I have
read that every other animal will tremble at the sound.
But among the habits which God has given the Lion,
there is another of the same kind still more valuable,
because it serves to protect men from this powerful and
fierce animal. It is one which you have read of 'in the
"What is that, Mary?" asked Laura, with quickness.
"What can there be about Lions in the Psalms ?"
"You may remember," answered Mary, "that it is
there said, When the sun ariseth, that is, when it is day-
time, they get them away and lay them down in their dens.
While at the same time, man goeth forth to his work, and
to his labour until the evening. Now, is it not very good
of God, Laura, to have made Lions do this; to go about
in search of their prey only by night, when men are
quietly asleep in their beds, and to make Lions go home
to their dens by day, while men, women, and children may
be walking about in safety ?"
Very good, indeed," said Laura, and very wise too."
Yet she looked as if she was somewhat alarmed, and very
thoughtful. She added presently, in a lower voice, and
drawing still nearer to her sister, "But, Mary, if men were
to go out to work before the sun rose, would they meet the
Lions then, and be torn in pieces ?"
"I cannot tell you how that might be," said Mary,
"but I suppose if they were obliged to be out then, they
must be very careful, and keep a good many together, so
that if they should meet with Lions, they might be the
better able to defend themselves."
"Well, I shall take care, if there is any danger of
meeting such fierce animals, never to go out very early, or
till you are all ready; for perhaps, the Lions might not
know exactly when the sun does rise; and what should I
do if I were to meet one ? The very sight would frighten
me to death."
"And well it might," answered Mary, smiling at Lau-
ra's unnecessary alarm; "but, my dear Laura, you need
not think any thing about meeting Lions in the garden,
whether the sun is up or not. There are no Lions in this
country where we live, except perhaps two or three, which
have been brought to England in ships; and these are
kept shut up in iron cages, so that they cannot get out.
No one is allowed even to go and see them without paying
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money for the sight; so you, a little English girl, need not
be afraid of meeting Lions, though such a possibility may
very well frighten poor negroes, who live in the same
country with them."
"Then where do the Lions live, Mary, that you have
been telling me about ?" asked Laura.
"They are chiefly found in Africa; and some, I be-
lieve, in Asia, also," answered Mary. "You, poor Laura,
do not know where those countries are; but I will show
you when we are in the school-room. When you begin to
learn Geography, you will know all that I can tell you of
these places. But now you must understand, that they
are very hot, indeed, much hotter than we ever find it
here, even in summer; and that some parts of them are
hardly fit for men to live in. In those places it was God's
will that there should be a great many of the wild beasts,
since they can live and find food where men could find
"In Africa there is a large space of the country which
is known by the name of the Great Desert, and there
hardly any thing grows, because the ground is covered
with dry, hot sand, for many miles together; much further
than you could see across. Now, it is in this Great
Desert, I believe, that most of the Lions live; and, besides
Lions, a great many other wild beasts too, which perhaps
I may describe to you another day.
"Do you remember the story of Androcles and his good
Lion, that I read to you out of Sandford and Merton, some
time ago ?"
No," answered Laura, "I do not quite remember it;
will you tell me about it now, Mary, again ?"
It is rather a long story," observed Mary, "and if we
had the book in which it is written, I would desire you to
read it for yourself; but it is gone to sea with Frederic, so
you cannot. Papa has the story in one of his books, but
that is in Greek, which you and I cannot read; however,
I heard Henry read and translate it, but a few days ago,
so that I recollect it. First, however, I must explain some
things which would otherwise appear strange to you.
You have heard, I dare say, of Rome; there is such a
place now, but the persons who live in it are very different
from the Romans in the time of Androcles, or, as he is also
called, Androdus: that was many hundred years ago. At
that time the people of Rome were very fond of seeing
wild beasts fight, not only with each other, but with men.
It was one of their cruel ways of punishing slaves, and
prisoners who were condemned to death, to put them into
the place where beasts were kept, in order to fight with
them, as it was called, but as, of course, it commonly hap-
pened, to be torn in pieces by them. The place where such
fights were shown was called a Circus; a large open space
with a great number of seats all round it, for those who
came to see the shocking sight.
S"Now, Laura, it happened one day that a great number
of people were collected to witness this barbarous amuse-
ment at Rome. Many fierce animals were in readiness for
the combat: but among them all, none seemed so terrible
as the Lions; one of which, in particular, by its great
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strength, and loud roarings, drew every body's attention.
This dreadful creature was brought into the Circus, and
presently afterwards a poor slave, called Androcles, who
had been condemned to be killed in this cruel manner, was
turned in to fight with the Lion.
When the animal saw the slave at a distance, he stood
still for a time, then came quietly up to him, as if he knew
him well; wagging his tail, and fawning like a favourite
dog. Finding that the man took no notice, the Lion
rubbed itself against him, licking his hands and feet, with
every mark of affection.
All this while, the poor wretch, who expected every
instant to be torn to pieces, and was already half dead with
fear, hardly dared to look at the powerful beast which was
meant to destroy him. But as he was not attacked, 5y
degrees he recovered his courage, and turned his eyes
towards his enemy, when he found the Lion looking fondly
at him, and waiting for some mark of encouragement.
Immediately Androcles recollected the Lion with even
more joy than the Lion had recollected him.
"The people, who were sitting around, shouted in ad-
miration of so strange a sight, and the emperor, who was
present, called Androcles to him, to explain what made
him and the Lion so friendly to each other; when the
slave told the emperor the following story.
Some years ago, Androcles had been with his master
in Africa; and while he was there, was so cruelly used,
that at last he ran away from his house, though he scarcely
knew where to go with safety. He first went into the
Sandy Desert, that he might not be seen; and there he
found it so dreadfully hot, that he was glad to find a
cavern, (that is, a hollow place in a rock,) into which he
could creep to shelter himself from the scorching sun.
While he was there, he was startled by seeing a Lion
coming into the same cavern, and tried to hide himself.
He saw that one of the Lion's feet was bloody, and the
creature was crying out with pain. Presently the Lion
saw the man in the cavern, and went mildly up to him,
showing his bloody foot; lifting it up, and stretching it
out' to him, as if to ask him for help. Androcles took
courage, and upon examining what was the matter with
the foot, he found a large thorn sticking in the wound.
He pulled it gently out, and wiped away the blood. This
gave the Lion so much ease, that it lay down and went
comfortably to sleep, with its foot still in the hands of the
man who had treated it so skilfully and so kindly.
"From that day the Lion and the man became dear
friends to each other, and lived together in the same den
or cavern. The Lion used to supply the man with plenty
of food, for he brought Androcles part of every thing
which he killed, which Androcles learned to roast, by
placing it in the scorching sun, before he ate it. Thus
they lived together, in perfect good-will, for three whole
years. At last, however, the man grew tired of his cavern,
though he had no quarrel with his wild companion; and
one night, when the Lion was out hunting, according to
his constant custom, the slave went away from his safe
hiding-place, where he had lived so long. But it was very
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unlucky for him that he did so, for he had not left it long,
before he was seen by some soldiers, who seized him, and
carried him back to his master, who was now at Rome.
Here he was immediately condemned to die, in the way
which I have described to you.
"It happened that the Lion also was caught soon after
the slave had left him, and he too was taken to Rome, and
sent to be kept at the Circus to fight for the amusement of
the Romans. Here, to his surprise and joy, he had the
good fortune to meet with his old friend and companion;
and had an opportunity of repaying Androcles for his for-
mer kindness, by sparing his life at the very moment when
it was expected that he would destroy him. All the com-
pany who were present, were so much pleased with the
story, and with the behaviour of the noble animal, that,
upon their request, the emperor pardoned Androcles, and
gave him the Lion to be his own.
"It was a common sight to see the slave leading his
faithful Lion about the streets of Rome, with a collar round
its neck, like a dog; and those who saw them used to
remark, Here is the Lion that provided food for the man,
and here is the man that was the Lion's physician.' "
Well," said Laura, "that is a very wonderful story
indeed! But do you really think it is true, that the Lion
knew the man again, and was so grateful and so fond of
"We will inquire more about that," answered Mary;
"I cannot tell you for certain myself, because, as I have
told you, the book, where the story is written, is in Greek.
But the person who relates it, speaks of having seen the
Lion meet the slave in the Circus himself, and I do not
think that there is any thing improbable in it. All the
animals that we know much of, are very sensible of kind-
ness, and will long remember those who are good to them,
as well as those who use them ill. The extraordinary
thing in this story is, that the very same Lion that had for-
merly been so kindly treated by Androcles, should be cho-
sen to fight with him."
"Poor Androcles!" said Laura; "I am sure he was
well repaid for his kindness to the Lion, by the love of
the grateful creature, at such a frightful time! But I wish
I knew whether it is quite true."
"Well, Laura," said Mary, laughing at her doubts,
"besides this curious story, of the truth of which I cannot
be certain, there are some which I can tell you of tame
Lions, that I know more about. I was last year at a
fair, where there was a very good collection of wild beasts
to be seen, and among them there was a great Lion, so
very tame, towards those who knew him, that he would
suffer his keeper to go into his cage, and pat him, and
make him show his teeth to the company whenever the
keeper chose to order him. The man was not at all afraid
of the Lion, and the Lion was remarkably fond of the
'keeper, who had been his master and feeder for many
"But it may surprise you more than this to hear the
story of a Lion which cousin Frank has often told me, and
which he knew himself.
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"When Frank was coming home from the Cape of Good
Hope, (that is a place in the very farthest part of Africa,)
the captain of the ship in which he was, had a -young
Lion of his own, which he was bringing back with him to
England. This animal, which was very young, used to
run about the ship, and play with the officers and sailors,
just as a dog would do. Sometimes he would pretend to
be angry, and would growl, but he never offered to bite, or
really hurt any one in the ship, except a little black boy,
who was in the party. Whenever the Lion saw this boy,
he would look very fierce, and once or twice he did attack
him with his sharp claws; if the Lion had been older, the
poor little fellow would have had a bad chance of escaping
from him, tame as the Lion was said to be.
I cannot tell you why the Lion disliked this boy, more
than all the white people that were in the ship; unless it.
was because he was more like the men in his own country;
for do you know, in the part of Africa, where the Lions
chiefly come from, every body has a black skin."
"Then," said Laura, "I should have thought the poor
black boy, being like the people in the Lion's own country,
would have made it love him better than all the rest."
Oh, no," answered Mary; "for Lions and men do not
live at all like friends, in their own country. The men
will hunt and kill the Lions, whenever they can; and the
Lions will eat up all the men they meet with. There is a
story of a black man, who, as he was out walking one day,
happened to see a Lion at a distance, with his eyes fixed
on him. The Lion was not running after the man, but fol-
lowing him slowly, as a cat does when she sees a bird,
watching for the best time to spring upon it. This poor
man, as you may suppose, was very much frightened at the
sight. He knew that it would be of no use to run away,
for the Lion could easily run much faster than he could:
so he walked very gently on, thinking as he went along,
how he should cheat the Lion, which seemed determined to
seize upon him for his supper. And how do you think he
"It happened that, not far from the place where the
man was, there was a very steep bank, which he recol-
lected. Now he crept slowly to this bank, and there he
lay down for a minute. He then took off his hat, and im-
mediately stuck it up on a bush, with his cloak so as to
look something like a man's head, just on the edge of the
bank. Having done this, he slid down the bank beyond,
clinging to the bushes which grew at its side, till he found
a hollow place, where he could stand in safety."
But what did the Lion do all this time 1" asked Laura.
"I will tell you," answered Mary. "The Lion was
silly enough to mistake the hat and cloak for the man; and
as soon as he came near enough he made a sudden spring
at it; just as you may have seen Puss spring at a mouse,
when it makes its appearance. But though the Lion took
such a spring to seize the hat, he did not expect the deep
hollow place beyond it; and so over he went, falling with
such violence that the poor terrified man, who from his
hiding-place was watching what would happen, saw him
lying at the bottom as if he were dead. Whether the Lion
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was really killed by his fall, or only stunned, I do not
know; for the poor man, I believe, was glad enough to
steal away in safety to his own home, without caring to put
himself again in danger, by going down to look what had
become of the Lion."
That was a very clever trick, Mary," said Laura;
" and I wonder the poor man had time to think of such a
plan, frightened as he must have been, at knowing that the
Lion was following him. But don't you think it was very
stupid of the Lion to be so careless ?"
No, Laura," answered Mary. "The Lion, with all
his strength and fierceness, is not more able to think and
judge rightly than another animal. God has given him
great power, which certainly makes him a very terrible
creature; but God has not given him reason too. And to
men, though they have not received nearly so much strength,
God has given the means of defending themselves from this
savage creature, by the use of their reason. But I think it
was a most happy thing that the man should find such a
place as would enable him to get away from the Lion, just
at the time when he was in such great danger, and cer-
tainly he ought to thank God for his escape from it.
"But now, Laura, you must put up your picture-book
for to-night, unless you have any more questions to ask me
about your Lion. You may look again at him, and ob-
serve his fine shaggy mane, and his long tail, which he
lashes about whenever he is angry, just as you have seen
the cat do, wagging her tail whenever she is displeased.
Indeed, I should have told you, what you will perhaps be
surprised to hear, that the Lion is said to be something of
the same kind as a cat. We may, however, be very glad
that we have no such great cats as he is in our happy
To-morrow we will see what I can find to tell you
about the next animal, which is the Tiger."
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"THIS great animal, Laura, is
S even more savage than the
lion, which we were talking about
yesterday. It is about the same size
as the lion; some Tigers, indeed, are
still larger, and they are quite as
strong, for I have heard that a large
Tiger can seize a cow, and carry her off in its mouth, as
easily as a cat can carry a mouse. The Tiger is a kind of
cat, as I told you the lion also was."
"And does the Tiger live in the same country as the
lion ?" asked Laura: "that same hot desert which will not
do for men to live in ?"
No, I believe not," answered Mary. That desert is in
Africa, but Tigers live for the most part in Asia. There
are many of the largest kind in the East Indies, a country
which you have heard of, though, perhaps, you do not
know exactly where it is. The large Bengal Tigers are
found in that country. They are generally met with in
what are called Jungles, that is, thick woods, near rivers:
and they lie there hid among the bushes, till they see any
thing which they may wish to eat, when they immediately
spring out upon it, nearly as the lion does."
And what do they like to eat ?" asked Laura, in some
Oh, I am sorry to say," said Mary, in reply, that
they are very savage, cruel creatures, and they will eat any
thing which they can kill. In one respect they are worse
than the lion, because he only kills an animal when he is
very hungry, and really wants it for his food; but the
Tiger seems to be fond of killing creatures, whether he
is hungry or not."
But," said Laura, somewhat terrified, "would he kill
men and women to eat them ?"
"Indeed he would, Laura," said Mary, "and I fear he
often does, for in India such accidents really happen, unless
people are very careful to guard against him. There are
no Tigers at large in this country, so we have nothing to
fear from them; but persons who go to India should be
very watchful to keep out of their way."
"How can they do so," said Laura, "if the naughty
Tiger hides himself in the bushes, as you say he does ?"
"It must be very difficult, indeed, Laura," replied
Mary, sighing; "and I hope poor uncle Moorland is very
careful now he is gone there."
"Oh, but uncle Moorland has a sword and pistols,"
said Laura, recovering her confidence; "and if a Tiger
were to attack him, he would soon kill it."
"Oh, no, Laura," said Mary, shaking her head, "a
sword and pistols might help uncle to defend himself
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against a man, but they would be of no use at all against a
"Why not, Mary ?"
"Because a Tiger might seize him before he could
either draw his sword out of the sheath, or pull his pistols
from his belt. There is a sad story, which I will tell you,
just to show you what frightful creatures the Tigers of
India are; but now you must remember that there are
none of them near us.
"About forty years ago, there happened to be a large
party of officers in India, who had been spending the day
in the country, for the sake of shooting deer. After some
time, they found a nice shady place, which seemed just fit
for them to sit and refresh themselves, for this is a very
hot country-very hot indeed, and they were as glad of
shade from the sun, as we are of sunshine. So they got
off from their horses, and sat down; their servants were
with them, and had made fires, I suppose to dress some-
thing for the officers to eat; and the gentlemen were
enjoying the delightful coolness of the place, when sud-
denly a loud roar was heard, and at the same moment, one
of these terrible Bengal Tigers sprang out from among
the thick bushes near which they sat: and do you know,
Laura, before they could do any thing to drive him away,
or protect themselves, the savage animal seized on one of
the officers, and lifting him up in its mouth carried him
away into the wood."
"But did none of the other officers help him ?" asked
Laura, with a look of horror.
"Yes, indeed," answered her sister; "they helped him
as well as they could. Two of the gentlemen loaded their
guns, and fired at the Tiger, as he was running back to his
den with their poor friend in his mouth. This, I suppose,
must have made the Tiger drop his prey; for soon after-
wards the young man was seen coming towards the rest of
his party: but he was bleeding sadly from the wounds
which he had received from the teeth and claws of the
savage Tiger. Every thing was done for him that could
be done, to heal these wounds, and cure him; but it was
all of no use, and the poor young man died the very next
day. Is not this a shocking story ?"
Oh, Mary, it makes one quite frightened to think of
it," said Laura, shuddering; "why does any one go to
places where such cruel beasts live ?"
"I suppose, Laura, they are obliged to go there," re-
plied Mary, and God can take care of them there, as well
as in any other part of the world. He preserves us from
dangers every day of our lives. Besides, men know better
now where these creatures are likely to lie, and so they
can the better avoid them. Such dreadful accidents as
these are not common even in India. But now, as I have
told you one sad story of a Tiger, it is but right that I
should tell you another that is not at all sad, though it
might have been just as melancholy, if it had not been
for the good sense of a lady.
"There was a large party of ladies and gentlemen, who
went out to spend the day in seeing the country, and, like
the officers, meeting with a shady place, which they
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thought very pretty, they all stopped here to rest and
While they were sitting there, laughing and talking,
and thinking neither of Tiger, nor of any other danger, all
at once they saw one of these large and dreadful animals
coming towards them. Happily it did not make such a
spring as the Tiger did which carried away the poor gen-
tleman whom I just now spoke of, but came forwards more
Now, I do not know that among all the company there
were any with guns to shoot the Tiger, if they had had time
enough to load them; and yet the whole party were ena-
bled to get away safely, owing to the presence of mind of
this one lady, who instantly did what I should never have
thought of, even if I had had the time to think. This lady
happened to have an umbrella lying by her side. I sup-
pose it was to keep off the sun in that hot country. Di-
rectly when she saw the Tiger, she seized her umbrella,
and put it up just in his face, so as to screen herself from
him. But though the Tiger could easily have torn the
umbrella to pieces, and eaten up the lady, if he had chosen
-ay, and killed all the company-yet he was fortunately
so terrified by seeing the umbrella suddenly spread out be-
fore him, that he turned himself about, and trotted back
again to the wood: and all the party were able to get into
their carriages, or on horseback, and go away, before the
creature so far recovered from his alarm, as to return and
Well, that was a clever thought, indeed !" said Laura,
laughing; and she must have been a brave lady not to
run away like that poor man in the picture, for, if she had,
I suppose the Tiger would soon have caught her."
"Yes, she would have been running into danger, and
not away from it, if she had attempted to run away," an-
swered Mary. "But, perhaps, Laura, she did not think
what was wisest and bravest for her to do, at such a mo-
ment of extreme danger. I think God must have put it
into her mind to take up the umbrella, which was close at
hand; and thereby saved her life, and probably also the
lives of the rest of her party. It seems to me that she had
much more reason to thank God, than to be proud of her-
self, for what she had done, and for the escape which they
all had from so terrible a death."
"I have heard Edwin talk of hunting Tigers," said
Laura. How can any body be bold enough to hunt such
dangerous animals ?"
There are certainly people bold enough to do this,"
answered Mary, "for I have read descriptions of Tiger-
hunts, but I always thought that it must be most danger-
Do they take umbrellas to frighten away the Tigers ?"
No, I believe not," replied Mary. "I do not know
that all Tigers would be frightened by umbrellas, as that
one was we have been speaking of; and even if they would
be frightened, this would not answer the purpose of the
Tiger-hunters, for they do not wish to drive them away,
but to catch them."
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"To catch them!" exclaimed Laura, in astonishment:
" why, what can they possibly do with such monsters, when
they are caught ?"
"Perhaps some Tigers may be wanted to be kept alive
in great iron cages, in order to be shown about, as sights:
for many persons who would be terrified at the thought of
meeting with a Tiger in the wood, would feel pleased to
look at him, when they could do so in safety; for he is a
very beautiful creature, and quite unlike any that we have
in this country, unless it is the cats; and he is so much
larger, and stronger, and handsomer than any cat, that he
is well worth seeing. But besides those which are taken
alive, to be kept for curiosity, many are killed for the sake
of their fine skins, which are very valuable; and as rich
men will pay a great deal of money for them, poor men do
not fear taking much trouble, and going into some little
danger, in order to procure these skins. The danger, too,
of hunting Tigers, is nothing like the danger of being
attacked by them unexpectedly, because, while hunting,
men go in parties on horseback, with their guns ready
loaded; so that as soon as the Tiger appears, they all, being
on the watch for him, fire at him at once. Then, if he
should not be immediately killed, he sees so many enemies,
that he does not know which to attack first; and if he
were to make a spring at them, he would probably injure
the poor horse only, without hurting the man who rode
Well," said Laura, "I do not love to think about the
Tiger; and I hope uncle Moorland will not try to get any
of their beautiful skins, for I fear he might be hurt in
hunting for them. Now, Mary, tell me about the wolf; I
hope he is not so savage."
We must talk about the wolf to-morrow," said Mary.
"I am not sure that you will love him much better than
the Tiger. But now it is time to put up your pictures for
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OW, then," said Mary, when the
pictures were produced on the
S following evening, "I must begin
Sto tell you about this fierce crea-
ture: and first you must understand
that a Wolf is not at all like the
animal which you have read about in the story of Red
-idinghood. That is a very silly story, and could never be
true, for there never was a Wolf who could talk to little
girls, or dress itself like an old woman. A Wolf is like a
large dog, and, indeed, is said to be a kind of dog. He is,
however, much more fierce, and far stronger than any dog
that we are acquainted with."
"Will they eat people, Mary," asked Laura, "like the
lion and tiger that you told me of ?"
"Why, Laura," replied her sister, I must not tell you
that Wolves never eat people, for they sometimes do so.
But it is very uncommon for them to attack men, as they
are great cowards, and afraid even of many animals which
they are able to kill, and which they very well like to eat
when they have killed them. They are the worst enemies
to sheep and goats. A poor little lamb, or a kid, away
from its mother, would be in great danger if it were to fall
in the way of a hungry Wolf; and, therefore, in all coun-
tries where many Wolves are known to be, farmers are
always very careful to guard their flocks; and, I believe,
they set dogs to watch them, as you may have read in your
Sometimes, however, in very severe winters, when the
weather is extremely cold, and there is nothing to be found
in the fields for Wolves or any other animals to eat, then a
Wolf grows bolder. He is a greedy creature, and would
always be eating if he could, so that he does not know how
to bear being really hungry. At such times, therefore,
Wolves will come near houses and villages, and will seize
any thing or any one that comes in their way, rather than
starve. I have heard of Wolves, when in great distress,
killing persons, if those whom they attacked had no stick,
or any thing else, to drive them away. But such very cold
winters do not happen often, and therefore it is a very un-
common thing for a Wolf to hurt men, women, or chil-
"Where do Wolves live, Mary ?" said Laura.
"There are many of these creatures in France, and in
the countries near it; and in severe winters they give the
shepherds a great deal of trouble to drive them away from
those places where their sheep feed. Indeed, there are
Wolves to be found in almost all parts of the world; in
some places, where there are but few inhabitants, there are
numbers of these creatures: in others, where there are
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many inhabitants, there are but few Wolves; for Wolves
are afraid of man, and like to keep out of his way. Once,
a long while ago, there were a great many Wolves in En-
gland; so many, that they were very troublesome, and did
much mischief, but they were nearly all destroyed by a
clever plan, which I must tell you of.
"The person who was King of England then, and
whose name was King Edgar, was a very powerful king,
and very rich; and a great deal of money was paid to him
every year by people who served him. But when King
Edgar heard how much mischief was done to his people by
the number of Wolves which were every where about the
country, he made a law, that those persons who used to
bring him money should, for some time to come, bring him
a certain number of Wolves' Heads, instead of the gold and
silver which they had always been used to pay."
But," said Laura, interrupting her sister, "how could
they get the Wolves' heads; and of what use could they
be to the King when he had them ? Nobody could buy
any thing with such money as that, and I suppose they
are not good to eat."
You must listen, Laura," answered Mary, and I will
tell you what this new law of King Edgar's was made for.
The people certainly could not find Wolves' heads to pay
the King with instead of money, without killing many
Wolves: but as soon as they knew of this new way of pay-
ing, perhaps they found it more easy to kill Wolves than
to find money; and I dare say many set to work to hunt
these wild animals, for the sake of having their heads to
sell. For though nobody would buy the heads to eat, yet
they would be worth money now that they were wanted to
pay to the King. And though they were of no use at all
to King Edgar, when he had received them, yet they were
proofs to him, that so many of these mischievous creatures
had been destroyed, and that was just the very thing
which he wanted when he made the law; for he was a
good King, and very clever, though I believe he was not a
very good man.
This happened a great many years ago; and since that
time, Wolves have become so scarce in England, that I
suppose it would have been easier for the people to find
gold and silver, to pay the King, than to find so many
Wolves' heads as were required to be paid to him instead
of money. Now there is no such thing as a Wolf to be,
found in England; nor have there been any for more than)
five hundred years. Englishmen may, therefore, let their
sheep feed in safety, so far as the Wolf is concerned, though
now and then the dogs will behave as badly as Wolves
used to, and kill many poor sheep, instead of taking care.
"Well, I think that King Edgar managed very cleverly,
Mary," said Laura, who had been listening very thought-
fully to this account: for she was but a little girl, and had
heard or read some silly stories about Wolves eating up
poor children; and though she had never seen any of these
animals, yet she was foolish enough to be afraid of them;
and now it made her happier to know that they had all
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It is a sad thing for children to fancy, without a cause,
that any creatures will hurt them; and to dread, they
know not what, when their parents assure them that there
is no reason for alarm; for mamma and papa would always
keep their children out of danger, if there was any thing to
fear; and nothing can be so foolish as to be afraid, when
there is nothing to be afraid of.
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ERHAPS, Laura," said Mary, as soon
S as the little girl had placed herself at
her sister's side, and had found in her
book the picture of this very large ani-
mal-" perhaps you may know almost
all that I can tell you of our good friend the
Elephant. You know what an odd contrivance
S, he has for taking his food, and have heard how
cleverly he can pick up any thing with that long
trunk of his, and put it into his mouth, just as
you would gather fruit with your hand, if you
might do so, and put it into your mouth. This
long trunk is called his Proboscis; a hard word for you to
remember, but when you hear it spoken, I dare say you
will remember what it means. The proboscis serves the
Elephants, instead of hands, to collect their food, and it is
well for them that it does so, for their great fore-feet are
so clumsy, that they could be of little use to the poor crea-
tures, except for the purpose of supporting their large
body, and helping them move from place to place. They
use these fore-feet, to be sure, when they are angry, to
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punish those who hurt or offend them, and would, with
them, trample any body to death, who was so unfortunate
as to fall under their displeasure. But this, I suppose,
does not happen very often, for the Elephant is a gentle
creature, not at all fierce, nor easily offended."
"I do not like him," said Laura, "for all his good-
humour. He is such an ugly fellow; and that great pipe
from his nose, I forget what else you call it, makes him
appear so strange that I had rather not look at him."
"Oh! but that is like a silly little girl," said Mary.
"You may turn over the picture, if you really do not wish
to look at it, but you had much better learn not to dislike
seeing a thing because it is not handsome. If you were in
some countries, where the Elephants live, you would be
obliged to look at them. Do you know that there are
some places where Elephants are treated with great respect,
and have servants to wait on them, and houses to live in ?
and they become so fond of the'persons who take care of
them, that they would punish any one who offered to hurt
"I have heard about that, Mary," said Laura. "Mam-
ma read me a story out of a pretty new book, which had
in it pictures of Elephants. But I do not know whether
it is all true. It seemed very strange, and I could hardly
believe all that the book told me."
"There are, certainly," said Mary, "many wonderful
stories told of the Elephant, but that is because he is a
wonderful creature; and God has given him the power of
acting wisely, almost as if he could reason about what he
did. You may believe these stories, though they are so
strange, for many people have seen Elephants do the very
things which you read in books of their doing."
"Well," said Laura, with her face brightening, I
should like to hear any thing that any body had really
I cannot," answered Mary, "tell you any very won-
derful stories, which either I have myself known of the
Elephant, or which any one whom I know has witnessed:
but if you would like to hear it, I can tell you what cousin
Frank really saw of these creatures, about five years ago,
and this you will readily believe.
"When he was stationed at the Cape of Good Hope,
he was sent in a ship to sail along the coast for a consid-
erable distance. You know what I mean by the coast?
It is the edge of the land, so that the sailors from the ship
could see the land, as the ship sailed through the sea.
"Now, cousin Frank says, that for a long way they
saw the land, but that there was nothing to be seen upon
it, but dry sand. No green grass, no trees, and no living
creatures, that he observed. At last, as the ship moved
on, he saw a place where ,there was green grass and many
trees: quite a thick wood, and very pleasant it looked,
after seeing nothing but sand for so long a way. Pres-
ently afterwards he perceived five of these large Elephants
standing on the beach, close to the water's edge; and what
do you think they were doing 1 They were gathering
branches off the trees, with those same long trunks of
theirs, which you think so ugly."
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"How could they do that ?" asked Laura.
"Why, they wrapped their trunks round each. branch,
so as to grasp it quite tight, and then they pulled hard,
and crack it went; the branch broke from the tree, and
the Elephant laid it on the ground, and then went to
:another branch, which he gathered in the same way. I
,cannot tell you what these branches were wanted for.
Cousin Frank told me that the sailors went in a boat to
the land, and took guns with them, to shoot these Ele-
iphants; for I must tell you they are very valuable crea-
:tures, and the ivory which we use is made from their tusks.
iShould you have thought it possible that our knife-handles,
your cup and ball, and the keys of my piano-forte, besides
-a great many other things, were once parts of these ugly-
looking Elephants ? But I must return to my story. As
soon as the Elephants saw the sailors coming, they has-
rtened away faster than you would think such large, heavy
:animals could move; and still as they went, they kept
throwing up their long trunks into the air, to show how
,angry they were with the men for disturbing them. The
sailors followed them into the wood, and there they saw
:a great number of Elephants together: more Elephants
than there are sheep in papa's field; five or six hundred,
cousin Frank says. And all these great creatures went
frightened away from about nine or ten men! But they
were not all large Elephants. Frank said it was droll to
see the young ones, of which there were a great many,
trotting off between their mothers' fore-feet, where I sup-
;pose they were placed for safety; for mamma Elephants
take care of their children, like all other -mammas. The
whole herd kept moving off in this manner, as fast as they
could, till at last one very large old Elephant seemed to
think it a shame for him to run away, for he turned round
towards the sailors who were .following the herd with
"Oh! dear!" said Laura, "and did he trample the
poor sailors to pieces with his great fore-paws ?"
"No, indeed, Laura," said Mary, "he did not offer to
hurt the men, but he would not suffer them to hurt his
children and their mothers. So there he stood trying to
frighten the sailors, by looking very angry indeed, stamp-
ing on the ground with his great heavy feet, and tossing
up his proboscis, as if he would destroy any that came
nearer. He continued thus till the rest of the Elephants
were nearly out of sight, and then he turned himself round
again, and marched off very slowly after them, no longer
appearing to be afraid of the men, now that his family and
friends were in safety."
Brave old fellow !" said Laura, in admiration. "Now
I do like him, though he was so ugly. And he was very
good, too, not to hurt the men. But did he too get safely
'" Yes; Frank says that he walked off unhurt. Indeed,
the men who had followed him, had but little chance of
hurting him; for soon afterwards they met with another
Elephant, at which they fired; and eleven times he was hit
with their balls, each of which would have killed a cow, and
yet he walked away as if nothing had happened to him."
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"That is very strange !" said Laura; and I suppose
that is what made the old Elephant so brave. He knew
that the men could not hurt him."
"Oh, but the men can hurt Elephants," answered her
sister; "at least they can make prisoners of them."
"Prisoners! what, of Elephants? what can they do
with them ? such large, ugly creatures, that any one would
be afraid to touch," said Laura, who was surprised to hear
of such powerful animals being ever kept in confinement.
"When men take pains, and consider a long time how
to contrive any thing which they wish to do," said Mary,
"they will frequently succeed in doing what at first sight
appeared impossible. Now, they do take a great deal of
trouble to catch the Elephants, but they find their trouble
well paid when the creatures are caught; and they need
not be so very much afraid of going near them, ugly as you
think them, because you must remember that Elephants
are not at all fierce, and would not hurt any one if they
could help it; for when Elephants have been obliged to go
along a road where men have been lying in their way, the
good creatures have stepped so carefully, to avoid hurting
the men, that any one might see how well they observed
where they set their great heavy feet. I have even heard
of one, who on a journey could not go on without stepping
on a poor wounded man, who was lying across the road;
and what do you think this good Elephant did?"
Did he stand still till the man moved away ?"
No, that he might not do, for he was driven on by his
master. But he put his long trunk underneath the poor
man, and lifting him gently up, laid him on another place,
where he might lie in safety. Now will you not love even
the great, ugly Elephant, for being such a good, careful
creature as this, Laura ?"
Indeed, Mary," said Laura, "I must love him for this,
and never mind his being ugly."
Well, I have heard many such stories, and I believe
true stories of him," observed Mary; and when you are
old enough to read, and to understand books which tell you
the history of animals, you will think that you were a fool-
ish little girl, when you disliked any thing merely because
it was not pretty. Papa says, it is one of the proofs of
God's goodness, that, when He made such very large and
strong animals as these, He made them so very gentle, and
so teachable, that they are more like friends and servants
to men than enemies, of which he should be afraid. They
are, indeed, very useful servants wherever they are used,
and men who employ them ought to be very kind masters
to them; for God, who made such great animals obey men,
taught men to be merciful to them, and use them kindly.
They are God's creatures, and God made all his creatures
to be happy.
Before I bid you good-night, I will tell you one more
story of the Elephant which is related by Captain Munday,
as it happened to a friend of his who was hunting in the
jungles of India, on the back of an Elephant. The gentle-
man had wounded a lion, who rushed at the Elephant,
and the sportsman was leaning forward to fire another shot,
when the howdah (the box upon the Elephant's back) sud-
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denly gave way, and he was thrown over the head of the
Elephant into the very jaws of the furious beast. The
lion, though severely hurt, immediately seized him, and
would shortly have put a fatal termination to the conflict,
had not the Elephant, urged by his mahout, or driver,
stepped forward, though greatly alarmed, and grasping in
her trunk a young tree, bent it down across the back of
the lion, and thus forced the tortured animal to quit his
hold. Captain Munday says that his friend's life was thus
saved, though his arm was broken in two places, and his
body was severely clawed.
SARY and Laura were walking out
with their mamma, one morning,
when they heard an odd kind of music,
neither pretty nor loud, but something
like a distant drum, and a squeaking
fife. Presently a great many rather
Sdirty-looking children were seen ap-
proaching, and several men and women,
all crowded together; and Laura thought
that the music she had heard was played
by some one in this crowd, though she could not see the
musicians, for she heard it plainer as she came nearer to
Laura's mamma went into the house of a poor woman,
whom she knew, to avoid the crowd, and Laura placed her-
self at the window of the cottage, for she wanted to see
what it was that all these people were looking at. They
soon came up to the window, and stopped before it; and
then Laura saw a man, with a pipe and tabor, on which he
was playing to something that was dancing, but what that
was Laura could not tell.
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"Is it a great dog, Mary ?" she asked, as she watched a
large shaggy brown animal that was now led by the man,
by means of a chain, which was fastened to its head. The
man saw the child at the window, and brought the odd
animal nearer to her, and made the people who stood round
it move away, so as to leave an open space in which she
could see it move. He then took off his own hat, and put
it on the head of the animal, and a stick in one of its fore-
paws. The poor beast was made to move about upon its
two hinder-paws, but did it very awkwardly, and' seemed
very tired. However, the man began again to play on his
pipe and tabor, and the poor creature kept moving as long
as he did so
"What can it be, Mary ?" said Laura again.
"It is a Bear, Laura," answered her sister, who was
also looking at it from the cottage window, while their
mamma was talking to the poor woman at the other end of
the cottage. "It is called a dancing Bear; but I think
this is odd kind of dancing."
See, Mary," added the child, see, the dancing Bear
is not dancing now; he looks tired. What makes him
dance, and then sit down ? What does he want ?"
"He wants to rest, poor creature, I suppose; for I dare
say he' is very tired, going about dancing in this way,
whether he likes it or not. The man makes him dance,
but I cannot tell you how. See, the man is angry with the
Bear for sitting down, and is going to beat him! Oh no,
the Bear gets up again! He is afraid of that stick in the
man's hands, and so he begins dancing again. Poor fel-
low, he must not mind being tired, for he will have to
dance a great while longer yet."
But what must he dance for, if he is tired ?"
I suppose, Laura, the man makes him dance to please
us; and then he hopes we may give him some money for
But, Mary, it is the Bear's trouble, and not his. I
should like to give some money to the Bear, only that the
Bear cannot take care of money. Yet, if I buy a cake, I
could give it to the bear, and he could eat that, though he
could not take care of money."
No, we must give the money to the man, who is the
Bear's master; and we must leave him to give the Bear.
what food, and what share of the money, he thinks fit, for
its trouble. There, mamma is going to pay the man, and
then he will let the poor Bear rest himself."
The man, at this time, came up to receive the money
which Laura's mother held out to him; and as the crowd,
moved on, Laura saw two or three droll little dogs, cu-
riously dressed up like men and women, some in scarlet
jackets, and others in gay silk petticoats, following the
Bear. She had not observed these dogs before, and pointed
them out to her mamma. The man now again began to
play, and made some sign to the dogs, upon which they
also began to jump about on their hinder legs, very much
to the amusement of Laura, who laughed heartily at tie
comical figures the dogs made in their smart but strange
All this time the Bear was again made to dance in his.
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way. However, Laura's mother did not choose to have
them stay any longer before the poor woman's door, and
therefore she thanked the man, and called Laura and Mary
from the window; and presently the man, with his strange
dancers, went away, followed by the crowd of men, women,
and children, which had been drawn together by the sound
of the tabor, and amused by the performances of the dogs
and the Bear; and Laura, with her mother and sister, re-
In the evening, when Laura came down into th6 draw-
ing-room, her first care was to find her picture-book; and
when it was found, her next thought was to look for the
picture of the Bear, which she remembered to have seen in
it before, though she had not thought about the animal,
nor had any wish to know any thing of its history, till she
saw the dancing Bear in the morning.
Oh, now, Mary!" she said, as soon as she had found
the picture, do tell me all you know about this poor crea-
ture: where does it come from ?"
"Bears," replied sister Mary, "come from many parts
of the world, though there are none to be found in En-
gland. They love large, thick forests, where they can
remain undisturbed, and where they can find the food that
"And what food does the Bear like ?"
The common Bear eats fruit, and vegetables, and roots
of various kinds. There is another kind of Bear, that will
eat small animals, though they do not often attack men,
unless when they are provoked, by having their young ones
killed or hurt: but this makes them very savage indeed,
for they are remarkably fond of their young ones. The
sort which you saw to-day is one of the common Bears, and
most likely was taken, when he was young, in some of the
colder parts of Europe, where there are many very large
And do all Bears dance as he did ?"
"No, I should think not," said Mary. "You may have
heard of Bears dancing when they are living wild in their
own forests, but I should not think it was such dancing as
you saw this morning: that poor animal had been taught
to dance, and do whatever the man who led it about de-
sired it to do; and I am afraid much cruelty has been used
to make it learn its lesson, and repeat it when desired. It
certainly was afraid of the man, for did you not see how
soon it got up and began to dance again, when he held up
his stick, and, as we thought, was going to beat the Bear "
"Yes, I remember," said Laura; and the poor thing
looked so tired, that it could not have danced forfun, and
so I suppose it was forfear."
"I dare say," said Mary, "the man does not give it
food till it has danced: so it may dance for hope and hun-
ger, as well as for fear; but I do not think such a great
awkward creature can dance for its own pleasure. And
yet, Laura, though the Bear is such a great awkward crea-
ture, it is very clever in climbing trees. This it does, in
its own forests, to search for food; but even if it were not
hungry at all, it would like to climb, because it is its na-
ture to do so.
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"Did you ever hear of the Bear in Robinson Crusoe,
when his man Friday made it dance to please and amuse
his master? That Bear had never been taught to dance or
to climb, and yet it ran up the tree as nimbly as a cat
"Bears are very fond of honey, and they will seek for it
in trees, where bees, in their natural state, often make their
honey. The Bear knows where he is likely to find it, be-
fore he goes up the tree, for he quickly smells it. How he
manages with the poor bees, I do not know. I suppose
they are very angry at the sight of such a robber. But
perhaps his thick fur makes him safe from their stings,
however angry they may be."
"How I should laugh to see a Bear climbing up a
tree!" said Laura, still thinking of the clumsy figure of
the animal, so little fitted, as she fancied, for any active
"So did Robinson Crusoe; and Friday meant that he
should laugh. But the Bear performed very well, and
mounted from branch to branch, without finding his large,
thick body, or his rough coat, any incumbrance to him.
But I believe he was very angry with the man Friday, and
Friday was not kind to him, for he killed the Bear, after
laughing at it."
Was the Bear that we saw this morning savage, be-
cause the people laughed at him ?"
"I do not know that he was. Poor creature, I do not
think he knew that they were laughing at him, and he
seemed too much afraid of his master to be savage."
"Then why was his mouth tied up so ? I saw some
string tied round and round his mouth, as if it was to pre-
vent his opening it, to bite any body."
Well, perhaps that was done for the reason you sup-
pose. That way of tying up the mouth is called muzzling
it; and I suppose Bears are muzzled when they are first
brought to school, for fear they should grow sullen and try
to bite, when they are corrected for not doing as they are
taught. But when these common Bears are at liberty, they
are very gentle, at least in those countries where there are
a great many of them."
Can you tell me the names of any of those countries,
Mary? I will try to recollect them."
"There is one country with a very hard name, in which
are many Bears; and where people hunt them for profit.
Kamtschatka is the name of the country. It is the very
farthest part of Asia, a very cold country indeed. The
people who live there are called Kamtschadales. There
people hunt the Bears, which are, notwithstanding, so
friendly and gentle, that they do not even run away from
"And what do the people (I forget their hard names)
hunt them for, if they are so good-natured ?"
Oh, Laura, they hunt them because they are very val-
uable to them. The thick, warm Bear-skins sell for a great
deal of money, and are bought by the rich gentlemen in
Russia, for clothes and coats, and by the ladies for their
muffs, to keep them warm. Then the flesh of the Bear is
eaten, and thought very good. The fat is used for many
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purposes; you have had some of it to make your hair grow
thick; perhaps you did not know that the Bear's grease,
which nurse puts on your hair after it is washed, is made
from the fat of this animal. Then its bones, too, are used, as
I have read, for making their sickles* for cutting corn, and
its sinews for making thread; something, I suppose, like
the thread which is made from the sinews of the reindeer."
"Indeed, the Bear is a very useful animal; and so, for
-that reason, he must be killed. Poor fellow! I do not
wonder that he likes best to live in large forests, out of the
way of men, if men use him so ill. I am sure I should, if
I were a Bear, and were to be hunted, and laughed at, too,
'whenever men came near me."
"You judge very right, Laura; but there is another
reason why Bears like to live in their large forests. They
love to sleep in the winter, and spend the cold months in a
dozing state. And there they have nothing to disturb them,
and may sleep away as much of their time as they please;
till the spring returns, bringing its warm pleasant days,
when the poor Bears rouse themselves from their long
winter's sleep, and come out to look after their neighbours
in the fields and villages, and, perhaps, to see what is to be
found for their meat; for they are said to have very good
appetites when they first come out of their forests; and to
'be so thin, that people think that they have had but little
'to eat in the winter months; indeed, it is said, and believed
'by many persons, that they have nothing but what they can
;get from sucking their own shaggy paws. But I should
The blade-bone is said to be used by the Kamtschadales for this purpose.
not think the poor Bears can find much nourishment from
that, though I cannot say that they do not."
But, Mary," said her mother, who was sitting at her
work a little way from the two girls, "now that you have
told Laura the history of the Bear which she saw this
morning, and his relations, which are, I believe, a very
harmless race upon the whole; it is but right that you
should let her know, that there are other Bears which are
by no means gentle, but are as savage and dangerous ani-
mals as can be met with."
"Oh, mamma," said Laura, running up to her mother,
with much curiosity, "what sort of Bears are these, and
where do they come from ?"
"They come from America, Laura," replied her mother,
"or rather they are found there, for they seldom come far
from their own wild country, where they have very few
men, even to visit them, and where none live among them.
They live in a wild, rocky country, and seem to think that
they are the masters of it. The savage Indians, however,
who live by hunting, will often attack these brown Bears,
and go in parties on purpose to find them; but they con-
sider the undertaking so dangerous, that though they are
very bold men, and very clever in hunting wild animals, so
as to escape being hurt by them, yet they do not like to go
after Bears, unless there are seven or eight of them, and
all of the party provided with guns."
"Why, what are the men afraid of, mamma?" said
Laura. "Do these Bears kill men, like the lions and
tigers that Mary told me of?"
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"I am afraid, Laura, they would do so, if they could,"
answered her mother, "for these Bears are very fierce;
and though they, perhaps, do not want to eat men, as the
lions and tigers do, yet they look upon men as their ene-
mies, and are angry with them for coming into their own
"You love a story, Laura, and I think I must tell one
that papa read to us last night, out of the Quarterly Review,
after you were gone to bed. It was about these North
"There was a party of these wild American Indians,
who set out with two gentlemen, in pursuit of Bears; and
perhaps they thought, as they were all armed, that they
should have no difficulty in killing all they met with, but
you will find they were much mistaken if they thought so.
They soon spied out a very large Bear, and crept softly up
towards him, till they were very near, before the animal
saw them. Then four of the party fired: and their* balls
went into the Bear's body. The Bear, very angry at these
wounds, set off directly to attack the men who had wound-
ed him: but as he came running on, the other two, who
did not fire at first, took aim at him and fired; one of
these balls broke his shoulder, so that the poor animal
could not move for a short time. But after he had a little
recovered from the pain, he again hobbled towards them,
until he came so near, that they were all glad to run away.
Two of the men got into their boat, and the rest hid them-
selves among the willow-trees, that grew near the river,
and these fired at the Bear from thence. Still he did not
mind, but kept following all he could see of his enemies,
till they were heartily frightened. The Bear, indeed,
almost came up with one who ran the slowest, when
another of the party luckily shot him in the head, and that
killed him at last. They found afterwards, upon cutting
up the Bear, that it had been wounded in eight places,
though it was only the last wound that ended its life."
Mamma, I think it would be best to let these savage
Bears alone," said Laura; for if one man was to be killed
by them, it would be worse than going without the Bears
or the Bear-skins altogether."
"I do not know but you are right, Laura," answered
her mother. "Perhaps the profit is not worth the danger
which the hunters run into in order to get the skins. But
yet it is a very good thing that there are people bold
enough to attack such fierce animals; since otherwise they
might come out of their own country, and do much mis-
chief among men who live in the neighbourhood. For you
must remember that this Bear will fight with men, even if
the men did not meddle with the Bears. There was a gen-
tleman who was in the country where they are found, that
had just fired off his gun at another animal, when he saw a
large brown Bear stealing towards the place where he
stood, with its eyes fixed upon him, as if he meant to de-
vour him for his supper. The Bear, at this time, was not
much further from the gentleman than the length of this
room. In his first surprise, the gentleman raised his gun
to his shoulder, in order to shoot the Bear; but directly he
recollected that he had fired it off before, and had not time
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to put fresh powder and ball into it; so that his gun was
of no use to him, and he saw that the only chance which
he had of escaping from the Bear was by running.
"So, Laura, he set off, running as hard as he could;
faster, I dare say, even than you ran when I called you to
give you a cake this morning. But the Bear also set off
running after him. It was in a very open country, and
there was no tree, and certainly no house, for him to run
to for shelter. The gentleman ran fast, but the Bear ran
faster; his four legs were swifter than the gentleman's two
legs, and the poor gentleman was soon very much out of
breath, and thought the Bear would certainly catch him
with its great mouth wide open (for it had no muzzle on,
like the quiet Bear you saw this morning.) Happily, how-
ever, it came into his head that he might save his life by
getting into the water. He was very near the river at this
time. So he jumped in, and went as far as he could safely
walk, and then turned round to face the Bear, that by this
time had almost overtaken him."
"Oh, the poor gentleman!" said Laura, in breathless
attention. "What did become of him ?"
"Why, he was saved, Laura. He turned towards the
Bear, and held out his sharp stick against its face. The
animal, when it saw that the gentleman no longer ran
away, but, on the contrary, was prepared to attack him,
began to be afraid in his turn; and not choosing to follow
the enemy into the water, or to run the risk of fighting, he
turned round and trotted back again, at a good quick pace,
to his own home, wherever that was. The gentleman, I
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assure you, was very well satisfied to have escaped from
such a dangerous enemy, and thought but little of what
might have been the value of the Bear's thick fur, if he
could have killed it-happy enough to find himself safe
from the creature's savage jaws, which had so lately been
gaping to devour him."
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SERE, Laura, is a curious animal,
S'uwhich, though large, has not an
Sugly temper, and is very useful to
men. He has a great many good
qualities, which would make us love
him, if we lived where he lives; but that
Swe do not." So said sister Mary, as she
turned to the picture of a Camel, which
Laura had chosen for the subject of their even-
ing's story. Laura was pleased with this char-
acter of the animal before her, and she did not
dislike its appearance. "But, Mary," she exclaimed, "in
what country does the Camel live, where he is so useful ?
I think I have heard something about Camels, but I can-
not remember what, nor where I have read or heard of
Camels," replied Mary, "live in many parts of Africa,
which you will know something of, by and by, when you
learn geography; but I believe they are principally found
about Egypt, and in Arabia, which, though not in Africa,
is very close to it. You may have heard something about
r- r 'f,- z--- -
them in the Bible; for Abraham had Camels, and when he
sent his servants to seek for a wife for his son Isaac, the
servant took some Camels with him; and you may remem-
ber that he prayed that God would show him who would
make the best wife for his master's son, by making that
young woman offer to draw water for his Camels as well as
for himself, which you know Rebekah did."
That was very kind of her," observed Laura. "But
why did not the Camels drink out of the water at once if
they wished it, without waiting for her to draw it for
Because they could not," replied Mary. "In the1
country where Rebekah lived, there were, I believe, no1
ponds, and no rivers. Water could be had only fromr
wells, where it was to be found deep down in the ground,
by digging for it. And when persons wanted to drink, or
to have water for their poor animals to drink, they took a'
rope and tied it to a great pitcher, and then let down the
pitcher into the deep well, and when it was full, pulled it
up again by the rope, and poured it out into a trough for
the thirsty animals to drink. This was what Rebekah did
for the Camels which came with Abraham's servant."
"Oh, I understand you," said Laura; "but now, Mary,,
tell me about these Camels."
Well, then," said Mary, I have heard that the Arabs,
and the people of the country where the Camels live, find
them the most valuable part of their property. There are
many fine things to be had in these countries, for which the
people of other nations go to Arabia, from distant parts of
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the world, to trade with them-such as gold, and ivory,
and feathers, and I do not know how many fine things
besides; but none of these things are so useful to the
Arabs as their good Camels. They ride upon them, they
place heavy loads upon their backs, which the poor patient
creatures kneel down to receive; they drink milk from
them, as we do from cows; they eat their flesh when they
are killed; and they use their soft hair or wool to make
"But have they no horses, or cows, or sheep, for all
these purposes, which would do as well as Camels?" said
Laura, who thought as any other little girl might think,
that, as she had never seen Camels used, people might do
very well without such animals.
"Perhaps they have all those animals," said Mary;
"but I must inform you that if they have, horses, cows,
and sheep could not live in Arabia, and in the burning
sands of Africa so well, and so easily, as the Camels do;
and few other animals could work so hard in such a coun-
Th.e Arabs have very fine horses, indeed, but they re-
quire to be used very tenderly, and to be fed well; and
after all they could not work like the Camel. This crea-
ture is made to carry loads upon its back as soon as it can
walk; and often when it has done its day's work it is
obliged to lie down to rest, without having the heavy load
taken from its weary shoulders; all which it bears very
patiently, if its master is not cruel enough to make it work
beyond its strength. If he does this, even the patient
Camel will be angry, and will try to punish the man who
is so cruel.
"But besides his working so hard, the Camel has one
very useful quality, which is, that he, will eat any thing
that hecan pick up from the rough ground, and be satis-
fied with such food as thistles and other weeds, which
horses would not touch; for horses in Arabia are treated
with the best food their masters can give them, and are
fondled by the family, as if they were fellow-creatures.
In return for this kindness and care, the horse shows
much attachment to his master, and carries him swiftly
on his back; but I believe he is not made to carry any
Now the Arabs live in a country where food for ani-
mals i scarce, and Camels can go much longer without
eating or drinking than horses can, or indeed any other
animal. Much of the country where Camels live, is of the
same kind with the Great Desert, where I told you the
lions are chiefly found. The ground there is covered with
hot, dry sand, which, as the wind blows over it, mixes with
the air, so that people can hardly breathe for it; but the
Camels will bear travelling across it where there is no
grass, nor even weeds to be seen, nor water to be found,
day after day, for a long time together, carrying on their
strong backs loads of goods which their master wishes to
have taken to another place: or they will carry their mas-
ter, and food and water for themselves and their owner,
to supply them all the time of their journey. The feet of
the Camel are so made, that the hot, dry sand does not
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hurt them as it does a horse. Do you know zwhy this is,
"No, indeed, Mary."
"Why, papa says," continued Mary, "that God has
made all His creatures quite fit for the homes in which He
has placed them. Now, the Camel's home is in sandy
countries; and therefore the Camel's foot is made tough,
and soft, so as to bear sand much better than the feet of
other creatures. It never cracks with the sharp sand, as
the feet of horses do. Camels are also provided with a cu-
rious contrivance to prevent them from suffering from the"
want of water. This is to fit them to live the better in the
deserts. I do not exactly understand how this is, but I
have read that a Camel, when he comes to water, will drink
a great deal more than he wants at the time, because there
is a sort of bag in his stomach, in which this water may be
kept separate for his future use. When he is very thirsty,
he has some means or sucking up the water from this bag;
and by this means, where other creatures would perish from
thirst, the Camel has a supply of water, which, perhaps, he
drank a week before."
What a very odd thing this is !" said Laura, laughing,
"though it must be a very good contrivance for the Camels,
if they cannot find any thing to drink besides."
"It is not only a very good thing for the Camels," an-
swered Mary, "but a very good thing for men also, as you
shall hear, if you do not mind rather a dismal story.
"It happened once that there was a great number of
men who were obliged to take a long journey across this
Great Desert, and they had to take with them a great deal
of merchandise; I mean things to sell to the people who
lived at the place to which they were going, and which
had been either found or made at the place from which
they came. I cannot tell you how many men there were
in the party, but they were obliged to have a great many
Camels to carry them and all their merchandise. They set
out on their journey, after having fed their Qamels well, and
packed up as much food and water for them as they could
carry. For some days they went on very well, the Camels
trotting, or rather walking on steadily, though not very fast;
and the men thinking that they should have a good journey
and make much money by selling their merchandise, and
return in safety to their own homes. But after some time
they lost sight of trees and bushes, and even of grass and
weeds, and there was no water to be met with. Still these
men, who were used to travelling in this uncomfortable
country, went on their way, without much caring for it.
They had food enough for themselves to eat for some
weeks, and they also had some water left, though but a
small supply. This they carried in large leather sacks or
bottles, on the backs of their Camels; and it lasted them
very tolerably for nine or ten days; they were hoping very
soon to come to some place where water was to be found.
But all the water in their leather bottles was spent, and
still they had not come to the expected place for filling
them again. As they went along, they several times
thought that they saw water at a distance, for they ob-
served places on which the hot sun shone strongly, and
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which seemed to glisten with the bright beams just as
water does. You may suppose how glad they were to see
this; but their joy was short, and only made them more
disappointed afterwards; for when they came close to what
seemed to be water, they found that it was nothing but
some appearance over the hot, shining sand which had
thus deceived them; and though they had often been
cheated in this way before, while travelling across the
desert, yet now they were beginning to be so much dis-
tressed for water, that they could not help hoping that'
'what they now saw really was water; so these poor travel-
lers were the more vexed at finding themselves thus again
deceived. They all now began to suffer sadly. They were
tired; they were hungry; but, above all, they were almost
choked with thirst. The sand blew about, and got into
their mouths and noses, so that they were hardly able to
breathe. Still they saw nothing of the place to which
they were going; no houses, no trees to shade them, no-
body to relieve them; nothing was to be seen but sand all
over the ground, and the burning sun in a clear, cloudless
sky over their heads; except, indeed, they now and then
met with the bones of Camels and of men, who had died
in the same dismal path before; and this made them more
sad. They knew not how much longer they might have
to travel, and yet they felt hardly able to go any farther."
"Poor creatures!" said Laura, what a very shocking
state they must have been in !"
"They were, indeed," answered Mary, "but this was
not the worst they had to bear; for, while they were in
this distress, a strong wind arose, and blew up the sand in
such quantities that they were in danger of being quite
choked. The only means they had to protect themselves
from this storm of sand, which was blowing in such quan-
tity that it seemed like to bury them all under it, was to
make their camels stand all round them, taking off the
loads from their backs, and placing them on the ground, so
as to make a kind of low wall against the sand; and then,
having made this poor shelter, to keep off the suffocating
sand as well as they could, they all threw themselves on
the ground with their faces towards the earth; and there
they all prayed to God that He would be merciful to them,
and spare their lives.
They lay a long time in this way, while the sand came
blowing over them, and their Camels, and all the fine
things which they were going to sell, till they were covered
with it. At last it pleased God to grant their prayers, and
to cause this dreadful wind to stop blowing. Then the
poor men crept out from under the drifted sand, and drew
out their Camels, and their merchandise, which they again
placed upon the poor creatures. They found, however, that
some of their party were missing, and upon searching for
them, they were found lying quite dead, under the sand,
and some of their poor Camels had died too."
Oh, dear," said Laura, who was almost ready to cry at
the sad tale, "what a very melancholy end of their jour-
But," said Mary, their journey was not yet at an end.
They went on a little further, for they had many miles fur-
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their to travel, but they were so parched with sand, which
had by this time found its way not only into their eyes,
noses, and mouths, but into their very throats, that they
could bear it no longer: and how do you think they pro-
cured water ."
"I cannot think, I am sure," said Laura. Do, pray,
Why, you know, I told you, that the Camels have a
sort of bag to their stomachs, which will keep separate for
a long time all the water which they drink more than suffi-
cient for their own thirst. So these poor men, in their
great distress, recollected this store in their Camels; and, as
the only chance of saving their own lives (for they were
ready to die like their poor companions), they killed two or
three of their Camels, and opened the bags in which this
water was kept, and they found there enough to drink, so
as to relieve their dreadful thirst. They were sorry to be
obliged to kill the Camels, but they thanked God for hav-
ing given to these animals such means of saving themselves
"After having done this, they were able to proceed a
little further. They went slowly it is true, for the animals
were very weary, and could go no faster. Before long,
however, all at once the Camels began to look very brisk-
to sniff as if they smelled something that they liked, and to
move on faster; and what do you think made them do
this ? The men could see nothing, and smell nothing to
account for it, but the poor Camels could; and they turned
a little out of the way in which they had been going, still
walking faster and faster as they went on, and in about two
hours afterwards, to the great joy of both the men and the
Camels, they came within sight of a beautiful pool of clear
water, all bubbling and rippling in the sun, as the wind
blew softly over it. They were not deceived now, as they
had before been, with only the appearance of water, but in
a few minutes more, the Camels were drinking, and the
men taking large draughts of the cool, clear liquid, and fill-
ing all their empty bottles besides: so'that they now had
enough to last them many days.
"That was a fortunate thing!" exclaimed Laura, with
delight. Now I hope they had no more trouble."
No, I believe they went on now very well, and in a
few more days they reached the town to which they were
going; very happy, except when they thought of their
poor friends who had died in the desert. I think they
must have been very thankful to God for sending them
such refreshment in the desert.
"Perhaps, till you heard this tale of the desert, you
never knew what it was really to want water, and could
hardly understand how great a blessing God bestows in
sending a supply under such circumstances. Yet I think,
if you consider, you may recollect something in the Bible,
which shows how much people have suffered from the want
"What was that, Mary ?"
"Do you not remember the story mamma told us about
Hagar and her child, when they were sent away from
Abraham's house ? They had some water and some food
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to take with them, but soon, you know, the water was all
spent, and then the poor child was so distressed for the
want of it, that he was likely to die. His poor mother,
who could not bear to see his agony, after laying him down
in the shade of some bushes, went a little way off, and I
suppose she thought of praying to God, for He sent His
angel to comfort her, and to show her where she might
find water for her poor child. Do you know, Laura, that
this same child (his name was Ishmael) became the father
of those very Arabs that we have been talking of, and lived
in the same country where the Arabs and their Camels live
now. But I have told you a very long story this evening,
and I am now wanted to play, so put up your pictures for
"W HAT sort of animal is this,
Mary?" said Laura, pointing
to the picture of a Llama, which she
found in her book. "This is prettier
S than the camel, because it has not
those great lumps on its back, but
perhaps it is not so good."
"Indeed, Laura," said Mary, "this animal is something
of the same kind as the camel, though it is very different
in size and shape, and though it comes from quite a differ-
ent part of the world. The Llama has been called the
camel of South America. I hardly know how to make you
understand where that is, because you have not yet learned
geography; but I hope you will soon be able to tell, by
looking at a map, where Africa is, which is the camel's
country, and where South America is, which is the Llama's
Well, now tell me about them, Mary; for I wish to
know what sort of creatures they are, though I do not
think them pretty, nor very ugly either."
I will tell you all I know of them, and I have heard a
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good deal about them from Clement Grey, when first he
came home from South America. Do you know, two of
these creatures came home in the very same ship with him,
and he used to see them every day! They are not savage
creatures, nor shy, when once they have been accustomed
to live with men, and taught to work for them, which Lla-
mas do just as the camels work for the Arabs and the per-
sons who live near the Desert. But as Llamas are neither
so large nor so strong as camels, they cannot, of course,
carry such heavy loads. When they have not been taught
to work, they are very shy, and when they see a man, will
run away very fast-faster than men can follow them; for
they live in a mountainous country, where it is not easy for
men to run at all, the hills being so very steep, and the
ground so rough."
"Then how is it that men catch them ?"
"I am not sure that all Llamas are caught in the same
manner," said Mary; "but I have heard that some are
caught by a very easy way, because the silly creatures are
so easily frightened.
"There is a kind of Llama which is called Vicuna; it
is smaller than the other Llamas, but very like them, if not
quite the same kind of animal. Now I have heard that
some persons went out once to catch some of these little
Llamas, which they wanted for the sake of their nice, fine
wool. This makes very beautiful soft cloth, and is very
warm indeed; and their flesh also is eaten-it is like mut-
ton; so, perhaps, they were wanted for food also. Well,
the persons who were going to catch them, saw a great
many of these pretty little woolly creatures, running wildly
among the mountains; and at first they tried to run after
and overtake them; but they found these small Llamas
were better runners than themselves, and that it was of no
use at all to follow them. Yet they thought of a plan to
stop their speed, and soon had as many as they wished for."
"How was that, Mary ?"
"Indeed, it was an odd way. They took some long
pieces of string, with a pole, or long stick fastened to each
end; and they tied bits of rag, or wool, or something of
that sort, every here and there along the string. They
then looked for the path in the mountains where these Lla-
mas were used to pass; and they stuck the poles into the
ground on each side of this path, in such a manner that the
string with the bits of rag and wool went just across the;
road where the Llamas were running, and about as high as.
"Well, but such a string could not stop them," said
Laura. "They might easily creep under it."
"To be sure they might," answered Mary. "But I told
you that they were so silly as to be easily frightened; and
so it happened that great numbers of them came running
up as fast as possible along the path, and as soon as they
saw the string with the rags fluttering in the wind; they
were so terrified, that instead of trying whether they could
creep under or not, they all stood still, huddling together in,
a crowd. And what do you think happened Why, the
people who were hunting them, and had placed these
strings in their way, now came closer; and while the silly,
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Llamas were standing still, frightening themselves with a
parcel of rags which could not possibly hurt them, the men
came and killed them without any difficulty. Were not
these Llamas silly, Laura ?"
Yes, I think they were as silly as the little boy that
mamma told us of, who ran into a pond and was drowned,
because a goose was running hissing after him," answered
Laura, laughing. "But, Mary, are the Llamas good-na-
tured creatures ?"
I am not sure of that, Laura," said Mary. "They are
not fierce if they are not offended, and I believe they never
offer to hurt any body; but sometimes they are angry if
any one attacks them, and then they will try hard to bite.
But they have the oddest way of showing their anger you
ever heard of."
"What can that be ?" said Laura.
"Why, they spit at the person who offends them. Is
not that very rude and very dirty of them ? And what
makes it worse, the water which they spit is said to be
rather poisonous, so that it raises a blister upon the skin.
But Clement says that this is not true; at least, that he
never knew any one hurt by it; though he has often seen
the Llamas spit in this way at the men, as they were run-
ning about the ship where he was."
"What a very disagreeable trick," said Laura; "and
what dirty creatures they must be to behave so! I am
sure I should not like these things at all, if all Llamas
show their anger in such an unpleasant manner."
But you must remember, Laura, that these poor Lla-
mas know no better, and that this is the only way they
have of defending themselves. Besides, they do not do so,
unless any one is ill-natured to them, which you would
never be, and, therefore, they would not spit at you."
"Well, I am not at all likely to go near them," said
Laura, "though they may be very good creatures. But
have Llamas the same odd bag in their stomachs to keep
water in, which the real camels have ?"
"I am not sure about this," said Mary; "but they can
go without drinking for four or five days together, so it is
very likely they have something of the same kind to pro-
vide a supply for them. And they bear fatigue very well,
and travel four or five days together without expecting any
rest: but then they become completely tired, and lie down
to sleep for a long time, without waiting to have the loads
taken from their backs. Yet so gently do they lie down,
folding up their legs like a camel, that they do not disturb
the packages which they have to carry. And do you
know, Laura, what these packages chiefly are ? They are
loads of gold and silver! The place where these animals
are found, and where they are employed, as I tell you, is
called Peru; and there, among the high mountains which
are seen for a great many miles along the country, are very
fine gold and silver mines. In these mines a great many
poor men spend their whole lives in digging and preparing
the gold and silver; and when the metal is ready to be
used, it is sent on the backs of these Llamas to the sea-side,
where there are ships ready to take it in, and bring it
away to other countries. A great deal of it comes to this
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country, to make our money, and our spoons, and candle-
sticks, and a great many other things which we use."
Were the Llamas that came home in the ship with
Clement Grey, bringing silver and gold to make us money ?"
No, Laura, they were not bringing it all the way.
They only carried it down from the mountains to the sea-
side. When they reached the sea, the gold and silver was
taken off, safely packed up, and put into the ships, and the
poor animals had not to carry it any longer. These metals
are very heavy, and the Llamas would have died with car-
rying such a weight, so great a distance. Peru is a very,
very long way off, as you will see when you learn the
places on the map, and then you will see how far it is,
even for a ship to go."
"But why did the Llamas come all this long way, if
they were not wanted to carry the gold and silver ?"
"They came all this way, that people might see them.
I do not know where these two Llamas were taken to,
when the ship arrived, but perhaps they may be now to be
seen here. And, if they are, should not you like to see
them, and their little Llama that was born in the ship ?"
"Yes, if they would not spit at me; and I should cer-
tainly like to see the little baby Llama. What do they
eat? I should like to feed them, if I knew what they
"They fed on plantain leaves while they were in the
ship; but perhaps they will eat grass or any other vegeta-
ble, now that they are come to our country, where I believe
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there are no plantains growing. Poor creatures! It must
seem very strange to them to be away from their own
mountains, where they can run about as they like, and find
what they please to eat, and now to be shut up in a small
room, where they cannot run about at all, and where, per-
haps, they have not the food which they at all like. In
their own country it hardly ever rains, and they do not
know what to do in rainy weather; but they must bear
rain, and snow too, if they were to have their liberty here."
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"I BELIEVE I must next tell you about this
pretty creature," said Mary, turning to a pic-
ture of a Deer, "because I have heard Clement
relate a story of one, which he met with in the
same ship that brought home the llamas. You
have seen Deer in parks, as I dare say you remember."
"What! those pretty brown animals, with odd-shaped
horns, that papa showed me when we were travelling last
"Yes, they were Deer; or, perhaps, you may have heard
them called Bucks and Does. Well, these animals live in
many countries. There are great numbers of Deer in Cal-
ifornia. Clement's ship was there, and the officers con-
trived to catch three or four of them, intending to bring
them home in the ship with them, that they might show
their friends how much the Californian Deer were like
those we have here.
They kept these Deer a short time before they took
them into the ship; I suppose because they wished the
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selves. But perhaps these poor, wild Deer did not feel at all
happy in the place where they were kept, or perhaps they
quarreled and hurt each other. I cannot tell you exactly
how it happened, but do you know, all the poor things
died except one, a pretty little Doe; and that one became
so tame, that it would do whatever it was taught, just as a
"Poor thing !" said Laura; "but what a pity that the
rest did not live; I should have been much vexed if they
had been mine."
It was a pity, Laura, and the gentlemen to whom the
Deer belonged were as much vexed as you would have
been; and the poor little Doe that was left alive, was still
more vexed than they were, and at first she pined sadly for
Shortly afterwards, however, the little Doe was taken
into the ship, and there she was put into a sort of cage,
which was made on purpose for her to live in; but she
was so gentle and so tame, that she was suffered, very
often, to run about the ship just as she liked. They called
her Cora, and she would play with the people on board,
whenever they liked to play with her ?"
"How do Deer play ?"
Oh, Cora, I am told, would jump like a young lamb,
and fondly rub her head against the sailors, as a cat does,
and sometimes in play, if no body was noticing her, she
would call their attention by jumping up on her hind-legs,
and with her fore-paw pat them on the shoulder."
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"I don't think I should like such a playfellow at all,"
said Laura, "for she might scratch me with her little,
sharp, hard feet."
"That is very true," said Mary; "and even this good,
tame little Deer, though she was so gentle, did not always
behave well, but showed that wild animals are not safe
playfellows. She was, in general, very quiet and harmless;
but it happened that she had a great dislike to children.
I suppose she had sometimes been teased by children; or
perhaps she was jealous of their being more noticed than
herself. Many dogs which have been petted, will dislike
children for this reason; but I cannot tell you what made
this little Californian Deer do so. One day, just before
the ship sailed from a port where it had been staying some
time, while little Cora was trotting about loose, out of
her cage, a woman, with a baby in her arms, came into
the ship, and, I suppose, she went near to the Deer, to
show it to her baby. But while she was standing there,
naughty Cora put herself into a great rage, and, without
being at all in play, she ran at the woman, jumped up, and
struck the poor baby such a violent blow with one of those
same little, sharp, hard feet that you speak of, as made
blood gush out.
"The mother seems to have been a silly woman, and
did nothing but scream, when she saw that her child
was hurt: or perhaps she could not help it, for Clement
says that she fainted; that is, she turned very pale, and
cold, and stiff, as if she was dead, and really could not
Oh, the poor little baby !" said Laura. "Did Cora
kill it, then ?"
"No, the baby was saved; but Cora certainly would
have killed it, had it not been for the quickness and good-
nature of one of the officers. He saw the danger of the
poor child, and the helpless state of the mother, and he ran
towards them immediately, and caught the child in his
arms, before the Deer was able to strike it again. So the
poor baby had the blood stopped, and was not much hurt.
The mother soon recovered from her fright, when she found
that her child was safe; and Miss Cora, I dare say, was
beaten, and scolded, and taught better manners for the
future; for I never heard of her being so naughty after-
wards; but I suppose no child was allowed to go near her,
after she had shown how little she loved children, and what
a dangerous animal she was to them."
"And what became of this naughty Cora ?"
Ah, poor Cora! she remained in the ship as well, and
as happy, as a wild animal could be, that was now a close
prisoner. All on board were very fond of her, and she was
very fond of them, and ate her food from their hands,
whenever they offered it to her. But after they had sailed
a long way towards home, a sad accident happened to her,
which prevented poor Miss Cora from ever trying how she
should like to live in this country.
Some part of the ship wanted painting; and the cap-
tain had some green paint mixed for the purpose. The jar
in which the paint was mixed, happened to stand in Cora's
way, and perhaps the poor creature mistook it for some food
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intended for her to eat, or she may have liked to taste what
it was. Certainly she did eat some of this green paint;
and by and by poor Cora looked very ill. She would not
play, nor eat, nor come when she was called. No one at
first knew what was the matter with their pretty, playful
Cora; but soon she seemed to be in very great pain, and
moaned in her way. They were all sorry to see her suffer,
but they knew not how to help her, and at last the poor
Oh! I am sorry for that. Poor little Cora! I had
rather have had her live than those nasty spitting llamas,
that came in the ship with her. But perhaps she would
not have been happy if she had come safe, without some
of her own friends; and they, you say, had all died in the
country where Cora came from."
"I have nothing more to tell you about Cora. There
are, however, other Deer in the world, and you may hear
about them, for you have seen them, and know more about
their appearance, though not much, certainly.
"The English Deer, which live in parks, are called
Fallow Deer. They are in large numbers, where there is
plenty of grass and trees for them, (for they eat the young
branches of trees,) and where there are not many men or
dogs to disturb them; for they are very timid creatures,
and are much afraid of men and dogs. Indeed they have
good reason, for many are shot by men for the sake of their
flesh, which is called venison: a kind of meat that many
people are extremely fond of, but I can tell you, for my
part, that I do not think it much better than mutton, and
sometimes not quite so good. The Deer, perhaps, might
not run away from men, if they had never seen their com-
panions killed: for before the time of year that people
begin to shoot them, they are not nearly so shy, as they
become afterwards. When, however, the season for killing
has begun, they will run bounding away if they see any
one; for then they have reason to know what a gun is, and
what mischief it will do among them."
And what time of year is this ?"
"Those deer which have horns, and which are called
the Bucks, are killed in the Summer, generally about the
beginning of July; and this season for killing them lasts
for several weeks. The Does, which are those without
horns, are killed in December. The men who have the
care of them in gentlemen's parks, and who are called
keepers, know out of all the herd of Deer, which are proper
to be killed; and they will follow the one which is marked
as fit, for a long time, while he is scampering away, as fast
as his poor legs will carry him.
When the Deer have been followed for some time, the
rest of the herd will find out that the keepers are only
following one among them, and they will also find out
which is the one thus pursued. I have been told that all
the rest will then try to keep out of the way of this poor
hunted Deer, and leave him to be killed. This may appear
very unkind in them, but it is natural that they should try
to save themselves, and they have not, you know, been
taught, as we have, that it is a duty to help those that are
in danger; indeed, if they wished to do so, it would be of
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no use, for what could a parcel of poor little helpless Deer
do, against a set of men on horseback, and with guns in
their hands ? However, they do not try, but race away to
the more distant parts of the park, while the keepers soon
put an end to the race of the one which they are going to
shoot; one man standing, with his loaded gun, behind a
tree, while the others drive the poor frightened creature
near enough for him to take proper aim at it.
Sometimes Deer are taken in another way, and at
another time of year.
"Some years ago, I was staying at a house close to a
fine park, and as I was sitting at the window one day, I
saw a large herd of Deer run past, almost close to the
house, just under the window. They ran as if they were
pursued. Presently after I saw four or five men riding up
a hill, which was to the right, with several dogs, and they
all followed the Deer, that by this time were gone nearly
out of sight. The men and dogs were soon out of sight
also. While I stood at the window watching, I heard a
great barking, and shouting, as of men calling to one
another when nearly out of breath. Presently I spied one
poor Buck coming back again, and running as if he was
very tired indeed: the dogs were close following, and the
men on horseback after them. Now, I thought, poor fel-
low! you will certainly be taken. But the fine animal was
not so safe in their hands as they thought.
"There was, at the bottom of the green slope, near
which the Deer was running, a very fine large pool of water;
and just as the dogs overtook him, and while he was toss-
ing about his head to the right and to the left, as if to keep
off his enemies with his fine branching horns, he gained the
water's edge, and at once plunged into the water, as boldly
as old Triton does."
"Ah, poor fellow! then was he drowned ?"
"No, he could swim as well as Triton; and while the
dogs stood, looking quite cheated by his going out of their
reach, he paddled away as proudly, with his fine head held
above the water, as if he was enjoying the coolness of the
water after his long run, and also the sly trick which he
had played his enemies.
"When the men who were pursuing him saw what he,
had done, they stopped a while, and then galloped off to
the other side of the water, thinking, I suppose, to have
him when he gained the opposite bank. But he was too
cunning for them, and had better plans for his safety than
to run to a spot where the men could so easily catch
"In the middle of the pool, or lake, as it was called,
there was a small piece of ground that formed an island;
that is, it had the water all the way round it. Now, to
this island the old fellow swam; and there nothing was
likely to disturb him; for there was no living thing in the
island, but some swans that used to be kept there, and they
would not mind him, if he did not disturb an old mother
swan that was there with a young family of cygnets.
Well, there he stood and took breath comfortably, for,
poor creature, he was panting terribly with running so far,
in such alarm, and it seemed no little fatigue for him to
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swim through the water. But when his four legs stood
firmly upon the grass in the island, and the thick bushes
waved over his head, he had nothing to fear, and appeared
to laugh at the men and the dogs as if he were quite safe.
However, he was not so safe as he thought himself, for
while some of the men rode round to the other side, the
principal keeper, who was too well acquainted with the
tricks of Deer to be deceived, rode down to a little cottage
which was at the edge of the lake, where the boatman
lived; and soon after he got there, I saw a man in a boat
come rowing towards the island where the poor Deer
thought himself so safe from further pursuit. Now all his
fun was at an end, for he had enemies every where. When
the boat touched the island, he again plunged into the
water on the other side, and immediately the boatman fol-
lowed him. The boat went faster than he could, and soon
came up with the weary Buck. The man now threw out a
rope, at the end of which was a slip knot, and he contrived
to throw this so as to catch the poor Deer by the horns.
The Deer struggled hard to free himself, but it was of no
use; he could not release his branching horns from the
knot, and he could not break the rope. The man was
stronger than the Deer, and dragged the poor creature
through the water, to the opposite side, where the other
men were waiting for him."
"And did they kill him, Mary, after he had fought so
bravely for his life ? Poor thing! I am sure I could not
have had the heart to hurt him."
"Nor I, Laura; nor did the men, it seems, want to kill
him. This Deer was intended to be fatted, and not to be
killed directly, for it was not then the venison season. I
went out with some other friends to see him, and I remem-
ber that as soon as he came to land, they took a saw, and
sawed off his fine horns, which would have been very much
in his way in the stable or shed where he was to be fed;
and then they put him into a covered cart, so made that he
could not jump out I saw the poor thing in the cart; it
was trembling sadly, and seemed as if it was very giddy.
I dare say the sawing its horns off must have made it trem-
ble, though I was told it did not hurt him; and perhaps
he felt giddy from having the weight of his horns suddenly
taken off. Poor fellow! I saw no more of him, for the cart
soon moved off, and the men and dogs went home again,
and the park, that had just now been such a busy place,
and so noisy with men, and dogs, and horses, was left as
quiet and silent as usual, with no noise but the bleating of
sheep at a distance, and the cooing of wood-pigeons in the
thick shady trees. I fear the poor Buck was killed at last,
but that I cannot positively say."
Laura had listened to this story of one Deer, till she fan-
cied she loved him better than all others of his kind, and
she could not forget him when Mary ceased her account.
Poor Deer !" she sighed; if I were a man I would not
have any of these pretty creatures killed, but would keep
them to be tame, like pretty Cora. How much more
pleasure that would be, and to see them playing happily,
than to eat them. Sheep do just as well to eat."
"But, dear Laura," answered Mary, what have the
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poor sheep done, that they must be killed more than the
Deer ? You forget that it is necessary to kill animals for
food, and there is no more cruelty in killing Deer, than
sheep, or cows, or fowls, or fifty other things that we live
upon. As to keeping them to be tame, I do assure you
they are very troublesome pets, and very mischievous. I
once knew a pretty tame Doe that was kept for a long time
at a gentleman's house. They had taken care of her from
a Fawn-(I must tell you that young Deer are called
Fawns.) She was a great favourite, and knew all the fam-
ily well, and would come trotting up to any of them, if
they did but call Nancy, and would eat out of their hands;
certainly she had no fears that they would hurt her. She
grew very friendly also with the dogs, which used to play
about the house and gardens, and Nancy would play with
them out of doors, to the great amusement of her master
and mistress, and of the children also. But she was not
always so gentle and playful; she would take dislike to
particular persons, and never failed to play them sly tricks
when she could, without their seeing her."
"Why, what would she do ?"
"Oh, sometimes try to bite; sometimes run her head
up against them, so as to hit a hard blow; so that persons
who were not favourites of hers, were almost afraid of Miss
Nancy, though I never heard of her really hurting any one.
Then she was a sad gardener, and would take a fancy for
the prettiest rose-buds, nibbling at them in spite of the
thorns, and spoiling the bushes that promised to be the
most full of blossoms,