of the audience of Ikey's misconduct, waved a toy whip, Ikey
would
gallop back to his pedestal and howl at her. To every one, except
Herrick and the first trombone, this playfulness on the part of
Ikey furnished great delight.

The performances of the bears ended with Bruno and Clara dancing
heavily to the refrain of the "Merry Widow Waltz," while Ikey
pretended to conduct the music of the orchestra. On the final
call,
Madame Zichy threw to each of the animals a beer bottle filled
with
milk; and the gusto with which the savage-looking beasts uncorked
the bottles and drank from them greatly amused the audience.
Ikey,
standing on his hind legs, his head thrown back, with both paws
clasping the base of the bottle, shoved the neck far down his
throat, and then, hurling it from him, and cocking his clown's
hat
over his eyes, gave a masterful imitation of a very intoxicated
bear.

"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."