A funny old lion, who had the misfortune to lose his mane, was

　　wearing a wig1 as he was taking a stroll on a very windy day.

　　Looking up, he spied one of the charming Tiger sisters across the

　　street, and, wishing to make an impression, smiled blandly2 and made

　　a beautiful low bow. At that moment a very smart gust3 of wind came up,

　　and the consequence was that his wig flew off and left him there,

　　feeling foolish and looking worse, with his bald head glistening

　　like a billiard ball. Though somewhat embarrassed at first, he

　　smiled at the Lady and said: "Is it a wonder that another fellow's

　　hair shouldn't keep on my head, when my own wouldn't stay there?"

　　"Wit always has an answer ready."