A LITTLE boy named Harry once lived in a very large city, where, beside parks and flower-gardens, they have a zoological garden, something like the one in London, only not so large. One day Harry was promised that he should go with nurse to see the animals.
Such a treat as this did not often fall to his lot, so he must have looked forward to it with no small amount of expectation and pleasure. I cannot tell you all he saw there, from the chattering monkeys to the huge hippopotamus, but, if you could have been close behind him, you would have been very much amused at the funny remarks he made about the different animals, not to mention the host of questions, to which his kind nurse did her best to reply.
But of all he saw none pleased him more than the bears' pit. It was very amusing to see the bears climb up the pole to reach a bun or biscuit fastened to a long stick. In our picture, however, we see Polar bears as they are at home in their own icy region. One, you see, has a seal under its paw which will soon serve as a meal for the hungry bears.