green trees swaying gently in the soft breezes. His
nostrils tasted the incense of fresh earth and growing
things. For the first time he felt the breath of
Nature, free and unconfined, upon his brow.

He drew his giant frame to its full height and drank
in the freedom and the sweetness of it all, filling his
great lungs to their fullest; and with the first taste
he learned to hate the close and stuffy confines of his prison.

His virgin mind was filled with wonder at the wealth of
new impressions which surged to his brain through every
sense. He longed for more, and the open gateway of the
campong was a scarce needed invitation to pass to the
wide world beyond. With the free and easy tread of
utter unconsciousness of self, he passed across the
enclosure and stepped out into the clearing which lay
between the palisade and the jungle.

Ah, here was a still more beautiful world! The green
leaves nodded to him, and at their invitation he came
and the jungle reached out its million arms to embrace
him. Now before him, behind, on either side there was
naught but glorious green beauty shot with splashes of
gorgeous color that made him gasp in wonderment.

Brilliant birds rose from amidst it all, skimming
hither and thither above his head--he thought that the
flowers and the birds were the same, and when he
reached out and plucked a blossom, tenderly,