“Try him and see,” answered the man, with a laugh.
“Won’t he bite?” asked Mabel, as George took some lumps of sugar from his pocket.
“Oh, no. Dido never bites,” answered his master. “He is a very gentle bear.”
George held a lump of sugar on his hand. Up Dido walked to the little boy.
“Don’t dare bite him!” said Tinkle to Dido, speaking in animal talk, of course.
“Oh, no fear!” exclaimed Dido. “I wouldn’t bite him for the world. Just watch!” Then Dido put out his big red tongue to which the lump of sugar stuck, just like a postage stamp, and, in another second, it had slid down Dido’s red throat.
“Oh, wasn’t that cute?” cried Mabel.
Then Dido did more tricks, and after Mrs. Farley had given the man some money he and Dido walked on down the road.
“Good-by, children!” called the man.