Part 10 (2/2)

The animal tent, in which stood Nero's cage and that of the other jungle folk, was soon filled with boys and girls and their fathers and mothers, all of whom had come to the circus. They moved from cage to cage, stopping to toss popcorn b.a.l.l.s to Dido, the dancing bear, and feed peanuts to Tum Tum, the jolly elephant, and to the friends of Mappo and some of the other merry monkeys.

Coming to the cage of the big lion, the boys and girls would stop and look in, and perhaps some one would say:

”Oh, isn't he big and fierce! I wouldn't want to go into his cage!”

And perhaps some one else would answer:

”Pooh! I guess he's a trained lion! Maybe he does tricks! When I grow up I'm going to be a lion tamer.”

Of course Nero did not understand any of this talk, but he liked to look at the boys and girls, and he was not nearly as wild as he had been when he lived in the jungle. Nero was really quite tame, and he liked his trainer very much, for the man was kind to Nero.

Pretty soon all the people--even the boys and girls--went out of the animal tent, leaving the animals almost alone.

”Where have they gone?” asked Nero of Dido.

”Oh, into the other tent, where the music is playing and where the performance is going on. You'll soon be going in there too, and so shall I.”

”What for?” asked Nero.

”To do your tricks,” answered the bear. ”That is why you were taught to do them, just as I was taught to dance--so we can make fun and jolly times for the boys and girls. Wait, and you'll see.”

And, surely enough, a little later Nero's cage was moved into the larger tent, next to the one where the animals were kept. And then Nero's trainer came and spoke to him.

”Well, Nero,” said the man, ”now we're going to see if you can do your tricks before a whole crowd, as nicely as you did them in the barn at Bridgeport. Don't grow excited. You know I'm a friend of yours. Now do your best, and the boys and girls will laugh and clap their hands.”

So the keeper opened the door of the lion's cage and went inside. As soon as he did several of the boys and girls, and the big folks too, gasped, and some said:

”Oh, isn't that terrible! I wouldn't go into the cage of a real, live lion for anything!”

You see they didn't know Nero was quite tame, and that the jungle beast liked the man who fed him and was kind to him.

”Now do your tricks, Nero!” said the trainer.

And Nero did. He jumped over a stick; he stood up on his hind legs and, putting his paws on the trainer's shoulders, made believe to kiss the man, though of course he only touched the man's cheek with his cold, damp nose, just as, sometimes, your dog puts his nose against your cheek to show how much he likes you; next Nero stood up on a sort of upside-down washtub, or pedestal; and after that he jumped through a hoop covered with paper.

”And now, ladies and gentlemen,” said the trainer, speaking to the circus crowd, ”I will do the best trick of all. I will have Nero, my pet lion, open his mouth as wide as he can, and I will put my head inside!”

And then, all of a sudden, some little boy in the crowd piped up and cried out:

”Oh, Mister, don't do that! He might bite your head off!”

Everybody laughed at that, even Nero's trainer, who said:

”Oh, I'm not afraid. Nero is a good lion and wouldn't bite me. Come on now, old fellow, for the last and best trick of all!” cried the man, and he cracked his whip, though of course he did not strike Nero with it.

The circus lion knew just what to do, for he had been trained in this trick. I didn't say anything about it before, because I was saving it as a surprise for you.

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