. Two in a zoo . WO IN A ZOO least a score of the young with which Fati-mah has presented me are to-day rollingabout the broad earth in gaudily paintedwheeled tanks for the amusement of theMaster World. Therefore, excuse me if Ismile decorously at your inquiry if it be truethat I am indeed a father for the secondtime. Where are Fatimah and the new baby?demanded the sparrow, shortly, for Pwit-Pwit never approved of laughter at his ownexpense. Youll find them over in the next tank,answered the father hippopotamus. Neveryet was there such a baby for the has been to the surface to breathe
. Two in a zoo . WO IN A ZOO least a score of the young with which Fati-mah has presented me are to-day rollingabout the broad earth in gaudily paintedwheeled tanks for the amusement of theMaster World. Therefore, excuse me if Ismile decorously at your inquiry if it be truethat I am indeed a father for the secondtime. Where are Fatimah and the new baby?demanded the sparrow, shortly, for Pwit-Pwit never approved of laughter at his ownexpense. Youll find them over in the next tank,answered the father hippopotamus. Neveryet was there such a baby for the has been to the surface to breathe onlytwice since he was born. He will be agreat hippopotamus when he grows up. Do you mean to say, said Pwit-Pwit, in surprise, that Fatimah found 60 TWO IN A ZOO the baby in the water to begin with?Why, certainly, answered Caliph, wherewould you expect to tind a new baby hip-popotamus? Well, I wonder what Zuelma will say to that, chirped thesparrow, as he hoppedalong to the mar-gin of Fatimahstank. Allthat could. mother hippopota-mus was a glistening yard or so of her blackback. This was floating about the tank in a 61 TWO IN A ZOO manner that indicated no little agitationbelow the surface. The cause was apparentwhen Fatimah lifted her head out of thewater, and said to Caliph: Alas! our new-born daughter is lostagain. I have searched every corner of thetank in vain. Oh, what shall I do? Whatshall I do? Do not agitate yourself, my beloved,answered Caliph. The little one is mis-chievous. Thus it was, I remember, withour first-born. Verily, it is a good sign. Suddenly, while Caliph was speaking,Fatimah plunged her nose into the water,made a scooping motion, and rose quicklyto the surface, bringing the missing babywith her. The Princess shrieked with de-light at sight of the coffee-colored littleimage of its mother which lay sprawl-ing across her broad nose, blinking its 62 ,*£**
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