deceived,
And quite ready for home, I'll be bound.

The primary teacher, Miss Small,
When she heard his sad fate, forgave all,
"My teacher's a daisy!
I'm through being lazy."
He said, "School's not bad after all."

THE LION AT THE "ZOO."

In the jungles, where the sun is so fierce at noonday that the black
natives, themselves, cannot endure it, but hide in huts and caverns
and in the shadows of rocks, dwelt this lion.

He did not mind heat, or storm, or the tireless hunters. He was braver
and stronger than any other creature in that tropical wilderness, and
his very appearance and the sound of his terrible roar had sent many a
band of hunters flying back to their safe retreats.

He prowled about the fountains at night, and woe to any belated native
or domestic animal that happened to be near; he would leap upon them,
and kill them with one blow of his huge paw.

One day a bushman sighted a fine deer, and incautiously separated
himself from his companions; the ardor of the pursuit led him into the
pathless wilderness, and farther and farther from help, if he should
need any.

Pausing a moment, he looked about him; he could not believe his eyes!
He saw, not forty rods from him, this creature, regarding him! intense
excitement flashing from his eyes, his tail swaying from side to side,
and striking the ground with a heavy thud.

The bushman fled in wild terror, and with a bound the lion began the
chase. No match, indeed, could any one man hope to be for such an
enemy--no outrunning this fleet patrol of the forest; roaring and
foaming he came up with the doomed hunter and struck him down and
killed him.

The roaring over his success was something too terrible to hear. The
other creatures of the forest fled to their dens and coverts, and the
party of hunters, dimly locating the lion's whereabouts, betook
themselves to other grounds, not caring to encounter so formidable a
foe. Little did they suspect the fate of their comrade, and they never
knew of it until, a long time afterward, they found the remains of his
hunting gear. The beast had torn him to pieces and devoured him.

The devastations of this scourge of the wilderness became so great in
time, that he depopulated whole villages, and the superstitious
natives, believing him to be a demon, became so stricken with fear
that they would not attempt to hunt him, and thus rid the forest of
him.

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