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A Paris Menagerie

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[I'aris Cor. lïoston AdvertiHer.j An exhibition which will be of nnusnal interest is already near completion. In a vacant lot Rituated between the Hippodrome and the Ohainps de Mars, a menagerie - such as has nevor been eeen in Enrope - i to be open during the next tlirce inonths. It will, uudoubtcdly, be curious and interenting, but 1 doubt if the capture of any one of its animáis has such a history as the lions aboilt to appcar at Porte Saint Martin Theater. I am iudebted to M. d'Ennery, one of the authors of the "Tour du Monde," for tho fullowing particulars : These superb animáis have never formed part of any meu;igerie, and have retamed all tlicir terrible savageness. It íb a hunter, and not a trainer, who accompanies them. Macomo, a largo, powerful negro of Central África, made himself master of these superb animáis in the following manner : He had been informed of the nightly presence of a lion in nis neighborhood. He lost no timo in anning himself with a long cutlass, and, dmgging a young ox after hin, arrived at the nppointed place. At the usual hour his majesty appeared. The moon was at its f uil, and the strange trio saw ono another as in broad day. The lion gave utterance to a deep, significant growl, looked from the man to the ox, and nourished his great tiil. Macomo remained perfectly quiet for an instant, then, suddenly plunging his cutlass into the ox, he raised hini in his vigorous arms and threw him at the lion's feet. The wild beast made a bound, spning upon the bloeding body, caressing it for a moment as a cat does a mouse, and then, giving expression to stifled growls of joy, he drank the I blood and crushed the bones. And Macomo, what was he doing all this time ? Seated quietly a few steps from bis guest, he opened a little sack from which hs toí'.k a bit of corn bread and dry figs, and began his own frugal repast. When his hunger began to be sati8fied, the lion raised his head and looked at the man. Their eyes met. Those of the lion were filled with surprise. Those of the man were calm and smiling. The Hon retnrned to his supper. When he was completely s&tisfied he rose ; Macomo did likewise. The hon made three or four steps toward Macomo, who reinained motionless, and, looking once more at his ox, which was but partially devoured, his eyes seemed to say, " This belongs tome." Maeomo bowed. A last glance, friendly this time, and the lion quietly went his way, learing Macomo to return to his home. On the following evening, at the same hour, the African eturned to the place of meeting, where the half-devoured carcass stilí lay, and, shortly afterward, the lion made his appearance, but not alone this time. As the hunter had foreseen, he carne accompanied by ily and friends. They were four in number, two lions, a iioness and lion's ! whelp. The repast was served, but not I as on the previous evening, in the open I air. Macomo had built an arbor covI ered with vines, banana and palm leaves, and into this pretty dining-room his gueste entered fearltssly. Then ernwh'ng noiselcssly within reach of a nidden spring, Macomo touched it and his j four lions suddenlyfoundthemselvesim! prisoned in a strong iron eage, whose bars had been bidden beneath green leaves. Friends were near at hand to aid in removing the four lions upon a cart, and they were about to commence their work when they perocived a new lioness, crouched down upon the sand and licking her whelp between tlie iron bars. When the men raised the eage upon the cart, she looked at them beseechiagly, and when they all marched on she followed at a short distance, with drooping head and tearful eyes; and thus it is that we have flvo lions instead of four at the I Theater Porte Saint Martin, five terrible, ferocious beasts, ready to revolt at any moment; and, althongh Macomo enters their eage and dominatcs them to a eertain extent, they have not forgiven him for having taken advantagc of their oonfidence in him, and would ask nothing better than to treat him as Lucas was treated by his seven lions in the last days of the old Hippodrome - simply tenr him to pieces.


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