nd messages were showered
upon the old Iron Chancellor, by those who appreciated all he had done for
their country.

* * * * *

The New York Zoological Society has been presented with a tract of land
containing 261 acres, for the making of a Zoological Garden, which it is
intended shall be the finest in the world. The land presented to the
Society is in Bronx Park.

The Zoo is to be finished within three years, and to be free to the public
at least four days of the week, including Sundays and all half holidays;
it is to be open not less than seven hours every day.

Work is to be begun this spring, and the Vice-President of the Society
promises to have a part of the garden ready to open to the public next
spring.

The Society agrees to prepare the park grounds, and erect such buildings
as are necessary to house the animals, and the City agrees to take care of
the animals and grounds after they are ready.

This great work is being done by some public-spirited citizens, and when
we get our Zoo we shall have to thank these good people for it.

The Botanical Garden, which is in course of preparation, will also be in
Bronx Park, and many of the same people who are working to get a
Zoological Garden for us have also helped to provide New York with its
Botanical Garden.

One lady, Mrs. Esther Hermann, gave ten thousand dollars for the Botanical
Garden--which, according to the latest report, will be opened this summer.

GENIE H. ROSENFELD.

ROUGHING IT IN A GOLD MINE.

DEAR EDITOR:

I am not a subscriber to your interesting little paper, THE GREAT
ROUND WORLD, but my teacher Miss Margaret Gannon subscribed for this
paper and she reads it to us, that is, to the class, when it comes. I was
very much interested in the letter "Little Friend" wrote to you. She must
be a very kind-hearted little girl. It may be interesting to some of your
readers to hear how I went to a gold mine and got out some gold. As I was
going to "rough it" I only took my rifle, mackintosh, and boots, and a
small valise with my other necessary articles. I got on the train, and it
took two hours for me to get to the little station at Cedar Falls, N.C.
The mine was two miles from the village. I reached there at five o'clock.
The little shanty where we lived while we were there was about twelve feet
long by eight feet wide.

The bunks were folded up during the day and u