Summary

Various The Nursery, April 1873, Vol. XIII

A few weeks ago this beautiful and intelligent tiger died. In his last hours he mewed constantly with pain, like a great cat, and was only quiet when Peens came to the bars, and stroked his cheeks. When the keeper went away, he would call after him.
Peens felt very badly at losing his tiger; and I am sure he must have been a very kind keeper to him.
Even a tiger may be taught love and gratitude by kind treatment.
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Various The Nursery, April 1873, Vol. XIII

Willy and his sisters lived in Vermont, where a great deal of maple-sugar is made. One spring, when their Cousin Leonard came to see them, they thought it would be fine fun to go to the maple woods, where the men had been making sugar, and try to make some candy. It was a bright day, not very cold, although some snow was still left upon the ground.
"Mother," said Willy, "may we go to the woods to-day, and make some maple-candy?"—"Yes," said his mother, "only be careful not to wet your feet."—"Oh! what a nice time we will have!" said the two girls; and they all clapped their hands for joy.
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Various The Nursery, April 1873, Vol. XIII

I have seen some children who acted like this tiger when their hair was combed; but that was because they were really cross. He is not.
Whenever he saw Peens coming toward his cage with the comb in his hand, this tiger would at once throw himself down close to the bars, with his head pressed against them, as you see him here, as if he would say, "I'm all ready, Peens, go ahead!"
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