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“That,” exclaimed Herrick hotly, “is a degrading spectacle. It degrades the bear and degrades me and you.”

“No, it bores me,” said Kelly.

“If you understood nature,” retorted Herrick, “and nature’s children, it would infuriate you.”

“I don’t go to a music hall to get infuriated,” said Kelly.

“Trained dogs I don’t mind,” exclaimed Herrick.”Dogs are not wild animals. The things they’re trained to do are of use. They can guard the house, or herd sheep. But a bear is a wild beast. Always will be a wild beast. You can’t train him to be of use. It’s degrading to make him ride a bicycle. I hate it! If I’d known there were to be performing bears to-night, I wouldn’t have come!”

“And if I’d known you were to be here to-night, I wouldn’t have come!” said Kelly.”Where do we go to next?”

They went next to a restaurant in a gayly decorated cellar. Into this young men like themselves and beautiful ladies were so anxious to hurl themselves that to restrain them a rope was swung across the entrance and page boys stood on guard. When a young man became too anxious to spend his money, the page boys pushed in his shirt front. After they had fought their way to a table, Herrick ungraciously remarked he would prefer to sup in a subway station. The people, he pointed out, would be more human, the decorations were much of the same Turkish-bath school of ar
t, and the air was no worse.

“Cheer up, Clarence!” begged Jackson, “you’ll soon be dead. To-morrow you’ll be back among your tree-toads and sunsets. And, let us hope,” he sighed, “no one will try to stop you!”

“What worries me is this,” explained Herrick.”I can’t help thinking that, if one night of this artificial life is so hard upon me, what must it be to those bears!”

Kelly exclaimed, with exasperation: “Confound the bears!” he cried.”If you must spoil my supper weeping over animals, weep over cart-horses. They work. Those bears are loafers. They’re as well fed as pet canaries. They’re aristocrats.”

“But it’s not a free life!” protested Herrick.”It’s not the life they love.”

“It’s a darned sight better,” declared Kelly, than sleeping in a damp wood, eating raw blackberries—-“

“The more you say,” retorted Herrick, “the more you show you know nothing whatsoever of nature’s children and their habits.”

“And all you know of them,” returned Kelly, is that a cat has nine lives, and a barking dog won’t bite. You’re a nature faker.” Herrick refused to be diverted.

“It hurt me,” he said.”They were so big, and good-natured, and helpless. I’ll bet that woman beats them! I kept thinking of them as they were in the woods, tramping over the clean pine needles, eating nuts, and–and honey, and—-“

“Buns!” suggested Jackson.

“I can’t forget them,” said Herrick.”It’s going to haunt me, to-morrow, when I’m back in the woods; I’ll think of those poor beasts capering in a hot theatre, when they ought to be out in the open as God meant they—-“

“Well, then,” protested Kelly, “take ’em to the open. And turn ’em loose! And I hope they biteyou!”

At this Herrick frowned so deeply that Kelly feared he had gone too far. Inwardly, he reproved himself for not remembering that his friend lacked a sense of humor. But Herrick undeceived him.

“You are right!” he exclaimed.”To-morrow I will buy those bears, take them to the farm, and turn them loose!”

No objections his friend could offer could divert him from his purpose. When they urged that to spend so much money in such a manner was criminally wasteful, he pointed out that he was sufficiently rich to indulge any extravagant fancy, whether in polo ponies or bears; when they warned him that if he did not look out the bears would catch him alone in the woods, and eat him, he retorted that the bears were now educated to a different diet; when they said he should consider the peace of mind of his neighbors, he assured them the fence around his game preserve would restrain an elephant.