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Show Daddies Kp FaArij Hfale jfy- -MAHYj GRAHAM. - BONNER POLAR BEARS IN SUMMER "They say that we are very cross," remarked Mr. Polar Bear. "I believe they speak correctly," answered an-swered Mrs. Polar Bear, as she shook her big head up and down and looked at Mr. Polar Bear. "They say you are even more cross than I am," Mr. Polar Bear continued. "That, too, is quite true, I believe," said Mrs. Polar Bear. "It's a very hot day," said Mr. Polar Bear after a moment. "It's a horrid day," said Mrs. Polar Bear, "and if I could get hold of the keeper I would tell him so." "You mean," said Mr. Polar Bear, "you would go after him and goodness only knows what would become of him." "Goodness wouldn't know, but I would," said Mrs. Polar Bear, her eyes looking very wild. "I would put a finish to him for making the day so hot." "I don't believe it is his fault," said Mr. Polar Bear. "Then, too, he has tried to do his best for us. He has been giving us cake after cake of ice." "Up North from where we came we can live on ice. What do little cakes of ice mean to me?" asked Mrs. Polar. "Besides I would like to get rid of some of my bad temper on the keeper. I don't care whether it is his fault or not. You're much milder than I am, Mr. Polar. "It's foolish of you, too. I like to be considered a terror. I like to hear the keeper tell people that he can't make pets of the polar bears, and especially Mrs. Polar Bear." "Yes, as I said hefore, we are cross," Mr. Polar Bear remarked. "But I think you are a little harsh on the keeper. Think how much hotter we would be if he didn't give us all this "It's a Horrid Day," Said Mrs. Polar Bear. ice ! And, too, while other animals are enjoying the heat, think how we get the better of them when it is cold, cold winter." "I never think of the winter in the summer, Mr. Polar," said Mrs. Polar." "When it's hot I complain and I don't try to think of the cool days to come. Otherwise I'd be too patient and patience isn't my strong point. "But I'll tell yon a secret," she added, as she played with another piece of ice the keeper gave her. Mr. Polar Bear was cooling himself upon his piece of ice, and Mrs. Polar looked at him as she spoke. "You have a secret to tell me?" asked Mr. Polar. "Yes," said Mrs. Polar. "I will tell it to you. We're not very friendly at best indeed we're far from it. "We don't like the zoo much, especially espe-cially when it is warm. "We like the very far north where it is always cold and where even the little cub babies go into the icy water. "But this is my secret, and it is the secret of many other Mrs. Polar Bears who live In zoos. "We will not let any little polar babies come to the zoo. They are very seldom born in captivity and none have ever been born here. "I don't want the little ones to be brought up in tills small space. "I don't want them to have the hot summers. "I don't want them to be captive. "And that is my sceret. It is part of my revenge on the zoo people. "Now and again a Mrs. Polar Bear feels different. I!ut not often." "So that is the secret !" said Mr. Polar Bear. "Well, you're a wild one, all right. "But here comes still more ice. That keeper Is doing his best for us on this hot day "No rrore than he should do," said Mrs. Polar Bear, in a sad, sad voice. |
