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 AMENAGERI‘E HUNTERSUr. Fahny Hobart the Animal Queen.

A STORY or woxmnﬂn‘qu rzgnvgyrpngs IN THE JUNGLES.
BY MAJOR H. GRENVILLE-—“Sea Gull.“

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SLUWLY EFT FIRMLY “RA-\PINH MY KNIFE, I MADE ONE SPRING AND HOW I DID IT I (TAN NEVER TELL: HUT 1 Pl'RIEYJ
MY KNIFE DEEP INTO HER EYE.

 
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The Menagerie Hunters.

 
The MenagerieKHunters;

Fanny Hobart the Animal Queen.

A Story of \Vonderful Adventures I
in the Junglcu.

BY MAJOR H. GRENVILLE,
“ sea GULL.”

 
CHAPTER I.
THE JUNGLE HUNTERS AND THEIR GAME.
THE good old English steamer Admiral, with
steam up, and about to start on her home voy-
age to" London, lay alongside the Government
dock at Calcutta, or rather just in the moor-
mg. r .

.Ker decks were crowded with a motley col-
lection of East Indians, Englishmen, Scotch-
men, and a few Americans

Native dealers in every possible commodity
and curiosity were on board selling their carved

' ebony, ivory, sandalwood, and elephant tusks

engraved with all the hideous hieroglyphics of
that strange land, while the gentle land-breezes
occasionally waited to their sensitive smells
the fragrant'aromas and spicy odors of Cal-
cutta, While the palm-fringed shores, miles
away, gave additional beauty to the scene.

The Americans who were aboard, were
some hunters and daring travelers who had
been over a year in the East Indies, or rather
in Hindostan, leading a life of adventure and
trials; and the forward and middle deck of the
old Admiral, with its enormous cages of wild
animals and its boxes of stuﬂfed ones, gave evi-
dence of the success of their trip.

\.They were a determined, muscular set of
men, whose face and hand scars, and piercing
cool eyes, gave evidence of the rough but de-
termined lights and victories they had won.

At last the anchor is “hove short,” the pilot
has command on the bridge, the “govahead”
bell is rung, and amid the waving oi handker-
chiefs, the farewell shouts of the crowd on
shore and aboard, the good old ship starts on
her long journey to London, and the company

settle themselves down to the novelty of their,

situation, and to devisemmxto pass or while
away the hour. ,   ’

Among thgmh _ s , ts, in‘ ndia,
none can I-imeglﬁe x'gﬁﬁ‘ﬁhaﬁeagggmtta for
richness of soli’,’diversity-stareeeﬁheauty of
scenery, andxthe energylmdﬁniismgence of its
inhabitants; anéfﬁhesuilmi‘thdnto the Bay of

 
.Bengai, ezbay  into the Indian

Ocean, on the “ impunity of Hindostan,
isaperfectﬂﬂmmzﬁcwllou or beauty and
richness; ;-~'- ii 4 -‘ ' 3W 1

 ' 3,11: lug am (1 groves
of plentﬂm gustIing bamboos.
send up  wry” smoke into the still
wombat; '  ,

Great memes of mango wood show a dark
outline “intervals, sea here and there the
towery‘ilgm'e of ‘61: Indian‘feotory pierces the
sky, while the eleganglsumptuqus buildings of
the East‘Iudia Company,  wealthy native
residents’ palatial house», and the rich Govern—
ment ediﬁces, lend a, subpimitial, elegant back—
ground to this still handsome picture.

This, and the attractions of ‘Seeing Calcutta
for the last time. kept the crowd on deck until
the damp, dangerous, minions dew or evening
commenced to fall. ' ~ ‘

Then the cabin and smokingsroo‘m, junction--
ward of the inain saloon, wes'the center of at-
traction to those Americans with whom we
have to deal. ’

Sam Forepeugh, 9. hunter and beast-tamer,
who had spent many years in India. as an
agent of an Eastern prince, or London merchant
in wild animals, Was the oldest hunter aboard,
and his long, grizzly beard and heavily-covered
eyes gave evidence of plenty of outdoor exer-

 
Jchn Lewis, another hunter,-but hardly as
long a resident of India, as Forepaugh, was
full of incidents and accidents of the Indian

 
jungles, and‘had made animal hunting a. proﬁt
and study, He was of good old stock, and as

.he often said, “Never feared any animal that

wagged a tail!”

John Gray, a dork—featured, tull, straight-
looking man. was a descendant of the American
lndians of long ago, those tribes who have been
wiped 011‘ of the face of the earth, and have
left nothing as monuments of their vh10r and
daring, but the memory of their acts, their
traditions, and their mounds thdt perpetually
greet the eye on’ our Florida and Western
frontier. Mr. Lewis had only been in India a
few years, and was already on his way home,
a simple visitor to the old scenes of his boy—
hood. He was a man of excellent education
and a ﬁne conversetionalist, as my young
friends will discover when they hear his his—
torg of the Indians of America as told la'er on.

his group was the center of attraction, as
their fame had already preceded them, and
the passengers expected a rich treat from their
stories. V

“ Samﬂ said one of his companions “ it is u.
long time since we all met together after our
separation of a. year ago. What do you say
to our passing away the time by telling our
experiences or adventures in the jungles? You,
from your experience and, longer acquaintance
with this country, can tell us something that
is interesting, and I am sure well worth our
attention." i ‘

“ Yes, I have had a pretty tough deal of it
this time, boys, and that last animal I sent to
her untimely end, along with a party of ofﬁ-
cers in the Bhaugulpore, was the most exciting
event I ever bud!” answered old Sam.

“Yes, let us have it, Sam. First, what will
We drink?” '

“ Oh, I don't care for anything, a cool port-
wiue sangurec will do me!"

“So say we all!" answered the voices of one
or two of the group, who had lit their pipes,
and were congregated around Old Sam wait-
ing patiently to hear his exciting story.

And still the good old ship plowed her
weary way, and With an oceasional lungs or
roll at the angry waves, seemed to laugh at
their eﬂorts to retard her, as she raised her
berm: high and revengefully driving it into
their very bowels, steadily continued on her
voyage.

 
' CHAPTER II.

EXCITING JUNGLE SCENE  ENCOUNTER WITH A‘

TIGER. AND FIGHT BETWEEN TIGRESS AND
BUF’F‘ALOES, AND NIGHT ENCOUNTER WITH
A LEOPORD.

“WELL,” said old Sam, lighting his pipe and

stretching his feet out on the swinging table in ‘

front of him, “ one of the most terriﬁc and ex-
citing scenis I ever saw in the jungles, was
last April, at the village of Baheylci in Bhau-
gulpore. I had been encamped with a few
trus’y followers, natives, and was shooting

’gaultl; such birds as ,whistlers, teals, widgeons,
mallard, ducks, snipe, cur-Jew, blue fowls, being ,

plenty; while in the vicinity I could have an
occasional shot at the bare. hog, deer and wild
pig. It was my favorite campingsp'ot in my
days of rest from hunting the savage beasts:
which I had been employed to capture and kill.
I was laying oﬂdnmy tent, swinging ~in my
hammock, enjoying the breeze that occasional-
Iy came in through the ﬂaps, ,while a peace of

' villagers were congregated around outside un-

der the shade of an ‘old mango tree. My
horses were made fast hear theteut, while in
the rear, were my ten‘ elephants, their legs

imanacled, and their ears ﬂapping, and tails,

stumpy little whips, trying to brush away an
occasional ﬂy. Once in a. while, one would be-
come angry at the annoying ﬂies, and tearing
up a young brush or tree, by its mots, vindic-
tively and savagely beat at them until the pain
on his own side would make him angry, and
he would growl and bellow at himself. My
dogs, {or I had a number of good dogs, were
lying around, dreaming of doglaud, and the
nuisance of ﬂies in general, and all were

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drowsy or almost asleep from the excessive
heat.

“Suddenly there was a painful silence.
Every noise seemed to subside as if by mutual
interest. Presently I saw three natives rush
madly along a high ridge just surrounding my
camp. I smelt danger. I knew these lazy
fellows could not be made to move, unless ex-
cited by fear, or a great amount of money. I
knew, therefore, it was the former. Their
hasty stampede had aroused the camp. The
elephants scented danger, and screamed their
war—cry; my hostlers came in, their faces
white, to ask the reason. Everything was ex—
cited, nervous, anxious. The ndtives shouted:
‘Bughl Baghl Rhodamaund! Arnee bap no
hep! Rani! Ram, seete. raml’ which means:
‘Ohl uh. Lord. We are ruined! Is there no
help! Help?

“ One of the three natives who had run away
pell-mell, came back breathless and frightened
to death, and hurriedly salaamed, and then
with gasps and choking stops, and amid a hur-
ried number of questions from the crowd, in-
formed us that there was a very mud tigress
on the other side of the mullah, or dry water
course, and that she had attacked a herd of
buffaloes, and they thought she had cubs.

“My elephant was already caparisoned,‘and
my gun and cartridges were already being
placed on her ba’ck by my servant, so 1‘ followed
suit, and accompanied by four men, one my
guide, I set out.

“I did not wish to kill the brute, but if
possible to capture her. I had not gone very
for when, on the other side of the mullah, I saw
the dust ﬂying. and heard a terrific mad brny~
ing, bellowing, clashing of horns, and then
saw an angry herd of buffaloes. I have
never seen such a terrible sight. The buifalm s
with their eyes‘gluring, stood at bay, and as
they advanced in a series of short runs, head-i
low, and horns pointed, they looked the picture
of hatred and war. Directly in front, retreat.~
ing slowly ’ and with stealthy, prowling,
crawling steps, and an occasional short quick
leap to one side or the other, was a magniﬁcent
tigress, looking the very personiﬁcation of
bellied fury. Every little while she would
crouch down to the earth, tear up the sand
with her claws, lash her tail from side to side,
her eyes quiv’ering with anger, and seem ready
to spring on some one buﬂalo, but the arrayed
crowd of black tufted beasts seemed to appall
her, and as they moved on her in a herd she
would bound back seemineg afraid to attack
them. I tell you, boys, 3 pack of India buffaloes, .
are different from these we have on our plains.
They are ferocious, able to take care of them-
selves, and become so accustomed to the
stealthy attacks of the panther. tiger, lion, and
leopard, that they are always prepared for
danger, and as the Prince of Wales told a news-

‘paper reporter, ”They are a very quiet, penci-

able animal, unless aroused, and then they will
ﬁght like dear'lifel’ But to my star," 1 W38
Bmﬂzadi It was such a beautiful s ght, and
although I had seen many a one beforelund
since, this was the grandest, most excxting
scene I had ever witnessed;

 - “ The poor calves and cows, not apparently

realizing the danger of their position, or that
of their meters or- fathers, gamboled and
snorted in the rear of the herd, occasionally
venting their spleen in a loud shout or grow].
The tigress was. mad, raving, and her lithe
form and wonderful agility made her a terri-
ble foe; ' , > I
“Suddenly our elephant jumped its ungainly
carcass to one side’. My attendant looked
down, and saw a young dying ml), which the
elephant had tramped upon, and then we knew
we were attacking 'the meet ferocious oi
beasts, a tigress defending her young. Further
on, after persistent urging and beating on our
part, to coax the‘ elephant from his cowardly
desire to turn tail, and run, we saw three other
little cubs, all wrestling together like kittens.
To transfer them to our keeping was only the
work-of a few minutes, and the three in that
large cage forward are them,'as pretty and slid:

 
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a lot of young ones as you ever saw. Still the
tigress held the buffaloes at bay, but angered
more by hearing her young ones cry, she made
a spring as if to break through the herd, and
landed square on the horns of a large he
liuﬁalo, a monstrous big fellow. One of the
attendants, a brave fellow, sneaked up to her,
pinned belly down on the buﬂalo‘s horns, and
then began a terrible fight. The tigress claw-
ing, and bellowing with pain and anger, and
the buffalo mad with fear and danger; but in
an unguarded moment the attendant made a
spring, landed on the buﬂalo’s back, and in two
slashes had ripped Open the tigress’s throat,
and she rolled over as much as she could, and
bled to death; but curious to relate, forever
three days that buffalo carried around the body
of that beast, until she dropped in sheer fright
and exhaustion, and then it was carted away
by some of the natives for its skin.”

" That was a terrible scene, Sam," said old
John Lewis, another hunter.

“ Yes; but not as bad as it was that night 1"

“Why, how’s that?"

“Let me tell you; but ﬁrst let us have a.
little something to stimulate the Dutch courage
within me."

“ Certainly! What will it be?”

“Oh! A tiger pony!”

"' What’s a tiger pony?”

"A half tumblert'ul of old rye!’

Getting his “tiger pony,” and again light-
ing his pipe, old Sam continued his story, his
eye glistening with the remembrance of it.

“ But say, Sam, before you commence, how
did you bring up the young tigers!"

“ Why, we got three young goats, with
plenty of milk and they took to their teats, as
naturally as they would their mother’s, and
those goats I kept with them for months after-
ward. In fact, they became so attached to
them that I had great difﬁmlty in getting
them away from them, and only succeeded by
using force: but let me tell you of my night’s
adventures.

“That night I was tired and slept very
soundly, and indulged in a variety of pleasant
dreams peculiar to late dinners, and the op—
pressive heat of the climate. How long I slept
I do not‘kmw, but suddenly I awoke, with
eyes closed. I was conscious of something
being in my tent. I had a presentiment of
fear, a namelem foreboding fear. By a super-
human exertion, I threw off this feeling and
opened my eyes. There right before me, boys,
and [not six inches away was an enormous leop-
ard, staring me full in the eyes. Our eyes met.
There was a peculiar fascination in her eyes,

, and her handsome sleek body, that I could die-
tinctly see in the moonlight, had a peculiar at-
traction for me. Yet I could not move. Boys,
I was, I believe, mesmerized.

“ Accidentally one of my attendants shouted
in his sleep, a nightmare; the spell was broken.
The leopard turned slewly; I reached under
my pillow, and grasped my revolver. The
splendid animal turned at me again, showed
the white of her teeth, and then with a bound
went through the tent. I ﬁred three shots,
which she answered with a roar. Her roar
aw0ke the camp, and such a commotion you
never saw. She was hit, and mad was no
name for her appearance and action. She
halted not thirty paces away, and rested be-
side a cocoanut tree, and was evidently pre-
paring for another but more revengel'ul attack,
When I $00k down my Winchester repeating
riﬂe and shot her through the heart.”

“How did she get past all the attendants and
your animals?” inquired John Lewis.

_ “I could never understand. She was not
evidently hungry; probably came from curi-
osity,” answered Sam. ’

“ Yes, I guess so; but let me tell you about
my crocodile experience. Especially am;
that big twenty-foot fellow I haveyou the main
deck forward,” said Lewis.

“ Oh, yes; by all means!" echoed several of
the crowd.

“ It’s interesting, I assure you,” abruptly said
Lems, and then he told the following story.

 
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The Menagerie Hunters.

CHAPTER III.

CROCODILES—EATING MEN AND WOMEN—A
TERROR—CAPTURE OF ONE BY A BOOK AND
LINE.

“THE crocodile, boys, is a nasty, dirty, I
The ‘

treacherous brute, and has no friends!
natives are afraid of them, and this nonsense
in some books about some races holding them
in reverence and worshiping them is all bosh.
I have lived among ’em for a long time lately,
and long before I went capturing animals for
the menageries, I know’d what they were!

“ The regular square-nosed meager, or men-
eater, is a terrible beast. He basks in the sun
along the muddy streams, and unless we are ac—

customed to looking for him he cannot be seen;

as he only shows his snout above the water,
and this snout hasa large gathering on top,
something like a great big sponge, which looks
in the water like a great big tuft of grass.

“Then there are the nakirs. or long-nwed
specimens; they never attack human beings
unless they are ﬁrst molested, then they will
gobble up any one who stands in their way.
My friend Mr. Maori, who had lived for twelve
years right among these beasts, told me of one
he saw catch a paddy bird. He said:

“ ‘ I remember seeing one catch a paddy bird
on one occasion near the junction of the Konsee
with the Ganges on the Nepaul frontier. My
boat was fastened to the shore near a slimy
creek that came oozing into the river from some
dense jungle near at hand. I was washing my

hands and face on the bank, and the boatmen

were ﬁshing with a small hand net for our
breakfast. Numbers of attenuated, melancholy
looking paddy birds were stalkingsolvmnly and
stiltedly along the bank, also ﬁshing for theirs.
I noticed one who was particularly greedy,
with his long legs half immersed in the wafer,
constantly darting out his long bill, and bring»
ing up a hapless, struggling ﬁsh. All ofa sud»
den a long snout and the ugly serrated back of
h. makir was shot like lightning at the poor bird,
and right before our eyes the poor paddy was
crunched up. As a rule the uakir crocodiles
live on ﬁsh, and they must be very hungry to
tackle birdsl’

“ I tell you of Mr. Maori’s experience, not so
much to show you how these beasts tackle any-
thing, but because I never saw one myself eat
a bird, alth0ugh 1 know birds are often used to
capture them.”

“ Do they eat human beings?” inquired a
passenger, who was with quite a number of
others, listening to the narrative.

“ Oh, yes!” answered Lewis. “They not
only eat human beings, but a young dog, or live
pig is their special delight. Sometimes they
sneak up beneath a young duck or goose, leis-
urely swimming along on the water,and the ﬁrst
thing mister duck or goose knows they are
safely landed between their molars, and add
another weight to their stomachs; and if they
once get a taste of ﬂesh, they take up their
stand near some ferry or bathing-house, where
many hapless women and children often fall
victims to their appetite, before they are cap-
tured or killed.”

“ Did you ever see one kill a woman 3” inquir-
ed another listener. ' ‘ '

“Oh, yes! I remember one horrible sight,
in particular, and it makes my blood run cold
every time I think of it! One old monster was
always hanging around a tank, or large reser-
voir, where the women generally congregated
to bathe, as you well know the Hindoo women
are great sticklers for cleanliness, and bathe
most every morning or night; well, this morn-
ing an old mugger was prowling around, and
although several of the women had seen him,
they paid no attention to him. until one young
girl, about sixteen, went in bathing with her
baby, she was heard to screech, the water he-
came bloody, and away went mister mugger
to the bottom with his horrible load, where he
leisurely crunched and ate her, as well as the
baby; to whom she tenaciously clung!”

“ Do they eat their victims When they lie at
the bottom of the creek or river?"

 
“No! they generally have holes made in a
cluster of large thick bushes. This old fellow
had a long large hole, in the midst of a large
number of thickly matted rose bushes, but I
killed this fellow l"

“ Indeed! Howl” again inquired a by-
stander.

“Well, I’ll tell you, although I am afeerd
we’ll never get to our baby that I have in the
tank forward!”

“Oh yes, there's time enough, Jx-hn. tell us
about this beast,” interrupted Sam Fole-‘illgh.

“ Well, as soon as this gal had been carried
oﬁf, the natives ﬂocked to me, and with a sort of
superstitious feeling asked me to kill him!
Kill him!” said I, “that’s a rather diﬁicult
thing!" “Ohool we know you can do it!"
answered their chief. “I felt my reputation
was at stake, so taking my Winchester n pent.
ing riﬂe, I went to the spot where he ha: his
hole, and cutting away a few bushes nvur ll!‘
surface of the river, I found he was not at
home, having evidently scented danglr anl
gone up the river. I then called a number of
natives, and had them drive in any quantity
of bamboo sticks to prevent him, wiltu he rt.»
turned; from getting in his hole!”

“Having accomplished this, I sat down
under a goolor, or ﬁg tree, and waited, my
eye constantly on the water or leaves, to notice
his ﬁrst appearance, for I felt sure he would
return to his hole to take a rest. I had almost
got tired waiting for him, and listening to, the
incessant babbling and holloing of the guru
parrots, when I espied just up the bend of the
river, a huge scaly snout slowly and almost v
imperceptibly rise to the surface, then it was '
followed by a broad ﬂat forbidding forehead,
followed by two grayish ﬁshy eyes, with heavy
knots for eyebrows! An eager urchin who
’was sitting beside me, pointed to him. Mr.
Crocodile saw him, smelt danger, and away
from sight went his loathsome carcass. Still I
only used a few cuss-words, and waited. I
waited two hours longer, was getting very
sleepy and tired, when right in the same spot,
again rose the head of Mr. Crocky. I raised
my Winchester to my shoulder. The eyesof
the brute were only visible. I could hear
myself breathe. He had not seen me; pres—
ently his whole head appeared. I pulled the
trigger and m shell went crashing through
his skull, scattering his brains over the water.

“You should seen the water. It looked as
if a torpedo had exploded in it, and the way
be spouted the blood, reminded me of a mad
whale spurting water. Suddenly he sunk from
sight, and in two hours afterwards, I had “him
pulled on the shore, and cutting open the body
I found—2” , ' - "

“What! the woman?" ’ i "

“No, I found the glass armletsand brass
ornaments of no less than seven women, be-
sides the silver ornaments of three children,
all in one lump in the brute’s stomach!” ‘v

“ Oh, that’s too thin!” laughingly remarked
a bystander. '

“Indeed! Well -it wa'sn’t too thin, for I can
show you his stomach in alcohol and ‘the
jewelry in it, and the history of India as pub
lished by Sir Bulwer Lytton, mentions many

such cases!”

“ I take it back, John. I was only joking I”

“ You wouldn‘t have thought it much a joke
if he had lit upon your carcass for a break—
fast l”, answered old John. '

“ Come, John; tell us about the twenty~foot
fellow you hooked?” said Sam. ‘

“Ain’t you all tired?" asked John.

"Tired? No! no! ﬁre ahead. This is as
good a treat as being there ourselves!" un-
swered the parser oi' the vessel.

“Well, here goes—as the boatswain said
when he jumped into a barrel of soap, to rind
the bung-starter. You must all know that
catching a crocodile is no child’s play. 11. fr-
quires not only a good, clear head, but a loan
must have half 'a dozen assistants ready to
give him a helping hand, and besides ii in
wants to keep him alive, he must. haves large
tank made and have it close to hand, as he '

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can never get natives enough to handle a live
crocodile, They have a holy dread of them,
and their religion forbids them to touch t .9111,
either dead or alivw. But to my yarn!

“ I got all my tackle ready, which consisted
of a large iron hook, with a strong iron shank,
and on the end of this I had a strong iron ring.
To this I fastened a long line, with the strands
loose and detached, and knotted at intervalel"

“ What was that for i" interrupted the
purser.

“ Because if you are lucky enough to secure
a; maneeater or mugger, the loose strands will
entangle themselves in his teeth, whereas if the
rope was in one strand only. he might bite it
through. The knots were to give the rope
greater strength. But to continue my story,

‘ we got all the hair, ready, which was a little
live pig. Paming the hook between his fore
legs, and up under his chin, we tied it with
thread; we then made a small raft of soft
covering of a plantain tree, which resambles
the outer coating of a coconut shell; we tied
the young pork to it, and set it aﬂoat, right
where we knew there was a crocodile hole!

“Two or three of us got hold of the rope
and held it clear ol the water while Mr. Pigg y
went slowly down the stream, squealing and
try lug to get free. We saw not far 01! a crow
odile rise and survey Mr. Piggy, then duck its
ugly head and disappear. In a minute or two the
black muse rises to the surface, but this time
nearer the pig. As if aware of its danger, the
young pig squeals and carries on worse than
aver. Nearer and nearer each time the black
iauout appears, and then silently disappears. At
length it appears close to my pig, then there is

w). fearful splash, a terrible rush. two great,
monstrous jaws open wide and shut with a
snap like a pistol, and surrounded by a. splash—

. ing of dirty water, torn weeds and the screams

of the pig, the monster disappearsl I tell you.
gentlemen, it wase ticklieh momentl I gave
him plenty of rope to swallow. Suddenly I
beckoned to three or four of the natives. They
came quickly up. We start on a run with the
rope. Greet smokel how it tightened! and
with a pull and a strain that nearly knocks us
off of our backs, we know we have got the
monster. You should have seen him lash the
water! andythen you should have seen him
dartingbeckward and forward, snapping hi3
terrible jaws and fairly foaming with anger!
Greet pipestemsl but be was mad! More men

came up and got hold of the rope, and at lastl ,

felt we had the mastery, and inch by inch,
ﬁtruggling like a perfect demon, we got him
clone to ,the» bank. Sam, that beast was
,sh'ongu- than twenty lions! We had to hitch
a turn around the tree, bleeding and foaming,
and his jaw still snapping and uttering uneaz‘th‘
ly sounds, be plants his strong fore-paws
t the bank, hallway out of the water.

“ ‘Stand clearl’ I shout. I know his trick.
As if to answer my
caution, he lets go his hold on the bank,
plunge: forward, and, grabbing a poor native
'hytlw leg, snaps it all like a pipe-stem. A
,couplo of heavy blows on his forearm and head

I disable him, and we get him on his back, and

with a couple of iron bars roll him over in his
a ank, and there he is on the fore-deck!” ﬁnished
’John, knocking the ashes out of his pipe.

; p " How long is he, Johu?’

, “Exactly twenty feetl”

‘ “Buthow did you get the book out of his
'mouthi”,

’ ’ “ It is there yet, and it will never hurt him.

l

‘ Why, only yesterday, while I was getting

iboard of the steamer, a Hiudoo woman put her
oaby up to see him, when quicker than a ﬂash

y i he made a grab for the young one, and, had
the girl not been very quick, he Would have .

greased the hook with the babyl"
“ Can you do anything with Mm!"

“Yes, if 13er him, and prod him under'

the forearm with a hot iron, I can make him
, lie on his back or holler! That’s all,”anewered
John jokingly. /
‘- There goes the dinner gong l”
/ 5‘ ilnrrun for dinner!” and away went the

 
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merry throng lac-partake of an East Indian
dinner, served up in astyle that can only be
obtained on an East Indian steamer.

 
CHAPTER IV.
.mooLnns—rmoxs PLAYED ON THE COMPANY—

USEFUL SNAKES—~CEYLON AND THE EDI~

FICES ~PEARI. DIVING.

IN this company who were Seated at a. dinner-
tulile enjoying thexnselvr-s, while the old Ad—
miral steadily steamed out of the Bay of Ben-
gal, were two lndian jugglers, whom Mr. Fore-
paugh was bringing to this country. They
were Wonderful performers. One of them had
performed feats before Sir Bulwer Lytton’s
son and a group of English dignitaries and
American pleasure-seekers. that had not only
startled them, but had made them look upon
him asa being possessed of almost miraculous
powers. \ .

When he ﬁrst went before Mr. Bulwer he
was stripped to the waist, so that he could have
nothing concealed on his person or up his
sleeves. He then took up a small glass goblet,

, held it on his bare arm, rim up, and from it

took a full blown rose bun-h, a squealing pig,
and last of all. a. small boa snake.

How he done it. or in tact how any of these
East Indian jugglers perform their feels, will
always be a secret, as many Scientiﬁc and
literary men have attempted to discover them,
but have always slgnnlly failed, although one
eminent New York physician, asserts that they
mesmerize the audience, and make them be-
lieve they perform thew-e tricks. 01' in other
words, that they set them to sleep, and do
hardly anything they propose to do. How
true this is I do not know, but I do Inww that
these two jugglers on board of the old Admiral
never set me to sleep, or anybody else, for that
matter, and that they performed their Iricks
just as I will tell them. '

I have seen them in Calcutta. mesmerize
children who had been him-n by snakes, and
by setting them to sleep, cure them.
have seen them mesmelim small merchants and
steal from them, but these two, ‘Ojah and
Bohree, were not im-smeriels, lmt wonderful
jugglers‘and sloigln-ol-l-m-nl performers.

When dinner was nearly ﬁnished. and while
the company were telling erories of friends, or
these who had been left behind, Ojuh, the jug-
glnl' who hml exhibited before HirBulwer L)t
ton; ‘llld to Sam Forepaugh, in Hinduumaneé:

" Rajah. you have a snake in your picket! ’

Instantly Sam, drew back his chair, while
all the company looked startled and scared.

“A snake? Ojah! Where?"

“ In your pocket!"

Sam pulled 03 his coat, threw it on the ﬂoor
and commenced jumping on it. <

“ Oh, rajah, don‘t kill the poor thing!” ex-
claimed theju'ggler, stooping and pulling away
the coat. ,

The ladies had already jumped on their
chairs, while the gentlemen, looking astonished
and perplexed, could hardly credit Ojah’s. asser-
tion, and, as if interpreting their vicws,he put
his hand in Sam’s pocket and pulled out a long
black snake, which biased and spitefully pro«
truded his forked tongue at him, but, nothing:
abaehed, he quietly put him in his bosom, and
laughingl y turning to the company, said;

“He no bite! My doggee!”

Sam was putting on his coat when Ojah,
again, took it from him, and pulled from it a
young pig, and then-took a pie, that only two
or three minutes before. had ornamented the
table. ‘

Then all laughed, knew they were thevictim
of a practical joke, and, endlingly,,resmmed
their dinner.

“ Ojah, how long have you been a Juggler?”
inquired Forepaugh, who was bringing him to
the United States for exhibition.

“Ever since I could see; I believe I was jug—
gled‘ into the world I” answered Ojeh, in Hin-
dooetanee.

“ Were you never trained for these tricks?”

“ Oh, yea, my father and mother both were
trained, and used to perform for a rajah at

And I .

were witnessed by the writer. In

 
Bur-leiin in Nepaul, and, when I was only four
years old, I was taught to walk on razor
swords, and put to sleep, and buried in the
ground.” ,

“Oh, yes, Ojahl that naminds me. How
do you people live under the ground, buried
from human sight for months at a time?”
inquired the doctor, who was bent on a scien—
tiﬁc search. ’

“Supposing, doctor, I ask you how you cure
people, you say, I learn that at school, and
thatfs my business. So I say, I learn that, and,
it's my business!” answered Ojah, i-n Kindne—
stanee, which language nearly all the company"
present understood. ' '

The laugh was on the doctor, who, thinking
to extricate himself from an embarrassing po~
sition, said to Ojah: '

“ Ojah, you now are very sick, and I think
you have the symptoms of leprosy!”

Ojah looked at the doctor, incredulously, and
baring his arm, said: ’

“Doctor, all right; I’ll bleed myself;7 my:

blood is bad.”
' Suiting the action to the word; hb picked up
a table knife and drawing it across his ,arm,
quickly placed a napkin over the spot, and
then moving close to the doctor said:

“Doctor please take away the cloth?"

The doctor doubtingly, and anxious to see
the monument of the juggler’s trick, for he
realized it was a trick, jerked the cloth to one
side, and as he did so, he saw the juggler’s arm
was covered with a decoctlon of mustard, pep-
per and salt, and in his band, he held the doc~
lor’s pocket case, that only a minute before had;
been in his pocket.* '

How be accomplished the trick was a m ye-,
tcry, only to be explained by a belief that he
was prepared long beforehand for it, and in
extracting the doctor's pocket-case, he had.
practiced the art of a skillful pickpocket.

The doctor kept quiet. He realized he had
been made the victim of a huge joke, and
thelel’ore quietly pocketed his case, and sat-
down.

“i cannot see how you can ﬁnd any use?

for these nasty snakes!” said a. lady who was-
present. ,

" They are very useful, madam, especially in-
the interior!” said the captain of the “Ad-
miral.”

"Snakes useful! pray how?” .

‘- l will explain, madam. There are a great-
muny vex omoue Stakes in the jungles and in-
terior of India, but they always get out of the
“ﬂy as last as they can and never bite Eu»
ruprans. All the roofs of the. thatched bunga—
lows swarm with rats, and in every house is
kept a rat snake, which kills and eats these.
rate. I more than once have heard a great
mnﬁle going on over my bedroom, which genv
vitally ended in a little squeak, indicating that
the snake had killed and was about to eat his
prey. One of these snakes came out one day
in front of a window of a house where 'I was
stopping, and hung down two or, three feet:
from the roof. , it] had not been previously
assured that he wax perfectly harmless, it
would have been tether an alarming appari-
tion in the dark, and even as it was, I must
confess that (or a moment I did feel it little
'iicklish as I watched him spying about, dart-
ing his forkedtongue in and out, and looking
quite ready for a spring at my, face. In India,
as you all know the crows ire very amus~
ing and impertine‘nt. Every door and win"
dow being open they perch on the punkah or
iron crossrbars supporting the roof, watching
their opportunity to ﬂy down and carry of
bits of food from one’s plate. My snake had
his eye on an old crow more impertinent than.
the rest, and slowly creeping along to where

hewes perched, he struck him, like a. ﬂush of ‘

lightning with his forked tongue, and pretty

econ, my, snake was master of the situation i”

said the captain ﬁlling out a glass of cherry.

* These occurrences took place on the Royal.
mail Steamer Admiral Nelson 11: June 189], and.
fact all the inci-
actual occmrencegp

dents in this story are 1‘
ve been d v.2

which took place just as they

 
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“Captain, have you ever visited Ceylon, on

proper?" inquired a clergyman. ’
“Oh, yes, sir; and I found it a. delightful
city." >
"I have read a great deal of the cities and

temples that exist in the interior of this island. l
'l‘opori, the mediseval capital of Ceylon, is full ,‘ famous wrestlers in India, and have a very pe-
"’of wonderful ruins, some of them among the ; culinr history, which if you would all like to

very oldest in the world," said the minister.

“Oh. yes.
Juyti Waua Rama, and the Gallo Wihara are
rook temples, carved out of the living rocks.
and in no other port of the world can any such
temples be seen.

there is Anatal’ooru, the City of Rubies, the
sacred capital of the kingdom of ruins, the
most dazzling, elegant, and beautiful city in
the world. Even the ﬂoors of some of the
rajahs or chief magistrates’ houses being laid

a the extreme point of India, or Hindostau,
' 3 “Yes, I have heard so.

sir! The Rauhal Dagoba, the l to my mate, and the servants have cleared of!

They are suppOse to have v one or two of the ladies.
existed thousands of years before Christ. Then .

l ably commanded.

with mosaic, and the edging of the windows ‘

being of rubies. Even the Chinese travelers
of early ages used to expatiatc upon its beauty
with fervor. Jaflna, sir, is another interesting
point.

over two thousand years. It is the country

It has been peopled with Tammils for v

par ea: c once of gardens, and grOWs all the 3

ingredients of that favorite dish of curry,

j in the center of a group of attentive listeners,

which are sent to all ports of this island, and z

to Bentham India,” enthusiastically concluded
the captain, a gentleman who was as familiar
with India and its neighboring seaport towns
as you and I are with our own houses.

“ Captain, have you ever visited the Gulf of ,

Monar, from which I understand the best
pearls come?" inquired a lady, the daughter of
a popular English earL

“Yes, miss, often. This has been an ex-
ceptionally good year for pearls, and the prion
of the shells has gone up many rupees per
thousand. It is a beautiful spot. I suppose
you understand all about the way pearls are.
obtained, so I have no need to explain it to
you. When a boat with pearls reaches the
shore, the shells are divided into eQual heaps,
one-fourth going to the boat‘s crew, and three-
fourths to the Government inspector.
an unfair division, but a. very necessary one
where the Government has charge. These
heaps are then divided, and sold by auction in
thousands, and subdivided again and again.
Of course it is always a matter of speculation
as to whether you get good pearls, bad pearls,
or no pearls at all, though this last misfortune
seldom ns." ,

"I should think this would make the people
gamble.”

“The love of gambling is inherent in every
Oriental mind, and the mercst beggar, with
but afew pics in his wallet to buy his daily
food, willin’vest them in a small number of
Oyster sheik, liping toﬂnd a pearl of great
value; and- should he fail, he has satisfaction
in eating the oyster. I know of young girls,
pretty, innocent young girls, who have been
sold, burtered, condemned to slavery, for this
oyster craze. Talk of Baden Baden and its
“gambling hellsl"—they are not a marker to
this place, where even the last mouthful of
food will be sacriﬁced to the hope of immense
woulthl” said the captain. ' -

“Yes, I have understood that this was the
cause of the English Government interfering, ”
volunteered one of the passengers.

“ The English Government, my dear sir. or
no other Government, can stop it. It is too
deep rooted. and to stop it they must stop the
pearl-ﬁsheries,” said the old captain.

“Yes: but this trafﬁcking in young girls,
cannot that be stopped f” inquired the minister.

“ This slavery Of young girls, my dear air,
is not aslavery, “1 one tense of the word.
They consent to b60098 the Property of other
people, providing their condition is battered,
which is almost always the case. Young girl;
of thirteen and fourteen are old
enough to marry and 100k out 301' themselves;
and you know, sir, as Well 88 I 30, that in
some parts of India they own become mothers
at twelve and thirteen year! °1 ‘89: and 100k

Rather ,1

f an adjoining village throw him or take it from

i it, and so strictly are these rules maintained
§ that a wrestler, if he is once defeated, cannot

 
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i very old at twenty-one or twenty-five years of
age.” I

By the way, cap-

i tain, 1 see your stewardess has two young girls
in charge. Who are theyl‘" inquired the min—
ister. .

“ They are the daughters of one of the most

i hear, as soon as I have given some instructions

the table. I will tell you of.”
“ Oh, thank you, captain! I am sure it will
be very interesting if you tell it," answered

Congregating in attitudes of comfort and
i casein the sumptuous cabin of the Admiral,
I the. passengers awaited the return of the cap
ltain, a whole-souled, jolly old Englishman,
‘ whose ship was known for and near as being

 
CHAPTER V.
wnssrnsas—rnnoos ONE wuo KILLED ms AN-
moomsrumrossmmm T0 parser MUR-
DER~~HHIP or: FIRE—RESCUE or rm: wo-
MAN HUNTER or INDIA.
“ WE'LLI” said the captain, as he was seated

“ you must all know that in all the large cities,
or towns where the Presidents live, in India.
ﬁghting or wrestling is very seldom seen, and
it is only in exterior or the frontier towns that
wrestling is mostly practiced. In most all
large villages, as you all know, there is a piece
of land which is set apart for the use of the
wrestler, who is considered the champion of ',
that village, and must hold it against all 5
comers, or else should another wrestler from

him he would have to‘ fight and win to regain

 
under any circumstances enter this plot of,
ground excepting to wrestle or contest for the
supremacy with its pomssor. I suppose you :
have never seen one of these athletes train!3
Well, it would startle you. They perform the ‘
most wonderful contortions and tents of daily “
strength,.feats that would kill you or I. For .
instance, they leap into the air as high as pot--
sible and fall down in a sitting posntion. arms
folded. They spring up by sheer bodily force
several times and resume their. sitting posilion
each time. Then they foldl their arms behind
them, palms doWn to the ground, lie ﬂat on the

backs, then turn over facing the ground, with ,
; apart for their meeting!

nothing but the tips of the toes touching it,

arms folded in front of them, palms down. t
Then they commence a walking-beam motion, l

sliding their bodies larkward and forward,
never allowing their hands or toes to be moved,
until the perspiration stands out all over them
in perfect torrents, and then they arise and are
rubbed down. v '

“A young lion or tigress, dead of course, but
recently slain. is then thrown to them, and they
whirl it around their heads, the same as we do
a heavy stick. pitch it in the air, catch it on
their shoulders, turn a somersault in the air,
hands grasping the animal, then two or three
will stand in u r0w and pitch it by shoulder
force, no hands being used, from one shoulder
to another, and so accurate have I seen them
do this trick that they will even whirl the car-
cass around in the air in its ﬂight and have it
loud precisely as they desire it on the Catcher’s
shoulders. . ‘

“The Hindoo system of wrestling is very
different from ours. They fight for the su-
premacy by sheer force and tricks. No bit-
ting, no grasping around waist, only to defeat
a man. they must lay him_ﬂat on his back, both
shoulders and spine touching. They never
trip as do our wrestlers. They have no dead-
lock business. I

“It is very laughable at. ﬁrst to see them ‘
jump into the ring, clap their sides, shout and
dance around, jumping four or ﬁve feet high
each time, but as soon as they settle down to

 
business all thiscbanges, and from ﬁrst getting I

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to admire them, you become so thoroughly
interested in them that you are tempted to bet;
take sides, and even ﬁght with them, Some-
times one will drop down on his knees, turn a
complete somersault, and striking his adversary
full in the breast with his feet, land him on his
back; but this is a feat that requires so much
quickness and strength that but very tow prac~
tice it.

“But to my story: These two girls are the
daughters of a wrestler on the Nepanl frontier,
whose father was kept by a rnjah, or very
wealthy man, and was noted far and near for
his wrestling abilities. He had never been con-
quered, had thrown three prominent wrestlers
kept by zemindars, or planters, so severely as
to fracture their spines, and was altogether
looked upon as a formidable, dangerous rival,
one whom it was impossible to conquer.

“His fame was known far and near, and
wrestlers were even sent from Calcutta to com-
pete with him, but he was invincible. Isaw
him onco'wrestle with a youngand powerful
athlete, and such a terrible struggle for victory,
and bitter antagonism, 1 never witnemed. It
almost made my blood run cold to see them
struggle, pull and tear at each other. At last
the father of these girls dropped on his knees,
made a grab at his antagonist’s legs, and, rais—
ing himself in the air, threw him with such
force that he dislocated his (antagonist’s) shoul-
der, and left him maimed and senseless on the
ground. From this affair there arose a bitter
antagonistical prejudice against him, which the
rajab, with all his wealth and inﬂuence, found
it very difﬁcult to subdue, and at last he Was
waited upon by some of the rulers of the town.
or small city, and informed if this man was not
allowed to be removed he would be killed. H,
appears the natives, who are very superstitions,
looked upon his powers as being of a super-
natural order, and thought he was imbued with
an evil spirit. '

“ The old rajah not feeling an inclination to
tamer submit to their requests, informed them
that he was not a believer in their nonsensical
idem, and that if they thought he was rosstm‘ (l
of an evil spirit, they could pit him against any
man they selected, and his wrestler would bind
one band to his side and still defeat himl

“ It was a terrible advantage, but the old
rajah did not think so, as he brlieved his man
was invincible. Still the natives accepted the
proposition and pitted against him a young
lion-hunter, a skillful, hard muscled young fel-
low, whose arms and legs were perfect rows of
iron cords and muscles, and the day was set

“ The rajah was an old friend of mine, haw
ing often traveled backward and forward with
me from London, so he gave me an invitation

, to be present at the match, and I 'went, where

all these particulars were explained to me.
“As the two men stripped and faced each
ullier, I never in my life saw ﬁner specimens
of muscular manhood. They were perfect
models, and as they eyed each other, one saw,
in spite of the oldest being handicapped with
his bound band, he was a terrible anlagonivt.
They shook hands, but Icould see it was a
mere formality, as they were both determined
to do or die, while the natives who surrounded
the inclosure, looked upon the rajah’s wrestler
with vindictive malicious eyes, and showed
they were determined he should not escape
them if he killed this man. I noticed thiape-
culiar look, and spoke to the rajah‘, but he
laughed at the idea, and said ‘fair play should
be accorded tbeml’ By this time they Were
fairly at it; both were warily moving backward
and forward, until exasperated by cries from the
natives, the rajah’s man, made a sudden dash
at the younger athlete, and in an instant had
him about the waist. For, a moment be fairly
lifted the young man 015' his feet, swayed him
to and fro, and, with a mighty strain, tried to,
throw him to the ground. Bending, the young
man allowed himself to yield until his feet
touched the ground, thencrouching ' like u
panther, he broke loose, bounded forward, and
getting his leg behind the rajuh‘s man, by a.

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deft side twist, be nearly threw him over.
The old fellow, however, steadied himself on
the ground by his one hand, recovered his
footing, and just then I caught his eye.
Such a look! Ladies and gentlemen, I shall
never forget the hatred, the bitter unrelenting
vindictive hatred in those eyes! They seemed
to stand out from their sockets in perfect balls
of living life! It was terrible!

“As I was saying, the old man recovered his
footing, and grasping the young fellow, already
weak for want of breath, around the thigh of
his left leg, lifted him from the ground by
sheer force, and caught his head on the up—
turned portion of his instep, and with a dexter-
ious twist of hand and foot, attempted to
throw him, as I believed, fairly on his back,
but by some fatal chance, God alone knows
how! he twisted his neck, which, snapping
like a pipe stem, proclaimed to the angry
crowd that he was dead!

“I expected to see them dash at the wrest‘
bar, and tear him to pieces, but such was not
the case. They jumped to their feet, and
started away in all directions, pell-mell, helter-
skelter, and left the rajah. the wrestler, some

"wealthy planters and me alone, with the dead
bldyl

“ We removed the body and the wrestler
returned to his family, while the rajah made
him a present of a hundred rupees. The next
morning, just as I was about to start for Cal-
cutta, one of these girls came running to the

' 'rajah’a house, ’and informed him that their

father had been killed during the night, that
their mother and two other sisters, for there
were four of them in all, had been also killed.
The rajah could only feel sad and see them
buried. He knew it would be perfectly use-
less to endeavor to trace out the murderers,
aud also realizing that these children would.
not be safe there, or, in fact, anywhere when
the nature of their father’s death was known,
he requested me to take them to London and
put them to school, at his expense, which I am
now doing,” ﬁnished the captain.

“A mid history, captain, and one that ex-
cites our sympathy for the orphansl” said the
earl’s daughter. .

“ Yes, miss, but they are very well provided
for, and will have good homes and a good edu-
mtiou.” ‘

“Are these wrestling matches not rather
brutal, captain!” inquired an inquisitive pas-

‘ senger.

“ Yes, but such accidents as I have told you
about rarely take place, and with one or two
exceptions are always punished with death, by

' the authorities trying and convicting the per-
petrator, and hanging him!” '

“,You spoke of the impossibility to detect
the murderers of this wrestler. How is that,
captain!" inquired the doctor, who was new on
this‘vmel and knew very little of India.

“Well, doclor, in the ﬁrst place they are
such notorious liars. Why, the children are
taught to lie. They seem to be born with the
gift of killing a lie, and as the history of
‘Sport and Work on the Nepaul Frontier”
tulllyou, ‘They wear an air of the most win-
ning candor and gnileless innocence when they

, “are all the .while plotting some petty scheme

against you. They are certainly far more
precocious than English children: they realize
the hard struggle for life far more quickly.
The poorer classes can hardly be said to have
any childhood.’

“ As soon as they can toddle they are sent to
weed, cut grass, gather fuel, tend herds, or do
anything that will bring them a small pittance
and ease the burden of the struggling parents.
I think the children of the higher or middle
classes Very pretty. They have beautiful dark,
thoughtful eyes, and amost intelligent expres-
sion. Very young babies, however, are miserl
ably nursed: their hair is allowed to get all
tangled, and their eyes are painted with anti-
mony about the lids.

“ In fact, doctor. children who are but the y

’ beginning of men and women grow up so do-
ceitful and tricky that, to find out any impor-

 
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taut event, one must have their entire sympa-
thy and enlist their hearts in the cause; other-
wise, crime can never be punished!” ﬁnished
the captain.

“ A truly deplorable state of aﬁairs, captain!
Is that the state of aifairs all over?” inquired
the doctor.

“By no means, doctor; I was speaking of
the lower castes, or ignorant people. The mid-
dle class—the planters and others—are very
fair, honorable men; and while they detestlaw
courts and all the necessary adjuncts, such as
lawyers, clerks, judges, etc., they have a court
of their owu where they try all petty cases,
and most generally succeed in detecting and
punishing the offender, no matter who he is.
But in the case or this wrestler, it was all
among the very lowest class; and as they were
superstitiously afraid to disclose anything of
their or their neighbors’ actions, the rajah and
other planters gave up the affair in disgust."

“Captain, there is alight ahead, two points
of! the lee bowl’.’ interrupted the ﬁrst mate,
touching his hat and entering.

“All right, Mr. Johnson; I will be on deck
immediately,” responded the captain.

Excusing himself to the ladies and gentlemen
present, the captain went on deck. followed by
a good many of the passengers, to whom any-
thing exciting or novel was a relief, as is
most always the case on all ocean-bound
steamers.

Hardly had the captain reached the deck
when the, bright light, two points of! the lee
bow, ﬂashed out in a lurid light, lighting up
the sea in all directions, and making the phos-

phorescent coating of the ocean sparkle in

myriads of bright crystal ﬂashes.
‘i She’s aﬁre, Mr. Johnson!" said the captain.

“Ay, ay, sir! Shall we head for her?”
responded the mate.
“Ay, ay, ’sir! Hard ’er starboard! Get

ready the cutters, and gig! Send her ahead
full speed, sir!” answered the captain, relieving
the mate from the command of the “ Admiral.”

Presently the old “Admiral” was near
enoughto her, to make her out to be a bark,
one mass of livid ﬁghting ﬂames, with all
hands aboard of her clinging to her fore-rig-
ging, among whom was a woman.

“'Bark, ahoy l” shouted the captain.

“ Hallo!” came back a startled voice.

“ Cheer up! We’ll send boatsto your rescue.
Where are you from i”

“ From Ceylon, bound to Calcutta!”

“All right! Man the boats; let go! Go
aboard and take of! every human soul, and all
the valuables that you can save!” ordered the
captain. . -

The boats proceeded to the ship, while the
“ Admiral ” was ” hove to," awaiting-their re-
turn. Presently they all returned, and among
them was a woman, a comer little handsome—
faced woman, who as soon as she was helped
on deck, ran up to the captain, and grasping
his hand. exclaimed:

“ Captain Forbes, thank you! Oh, thank
you! Give me the jungles, the ﬁelds sur-
,rouuded by the most ferocious of animals, but
no ocean death !"

“Miss Hobart as I live! Why, how came
you aboard of this bark?” v

“Was bound to Calcutta with a rhinoceros,
my pet,.and unluckily got aboard this bark!"
answered Miss Hobart.

By this time all the passengers bad crowded
on deck, and around the shipwrecked crew,~
and the captain shaking Miss Hobart by the
hand, turned to the passengers and said:

“Ladies and gentlemen! This is my friend
Miss Fanny Hobart, the only Englishwoman
hunter in India; who was presented by the
Prince of Wales with a gold medal for bravery
and unparalleled heroism! She is a warm
friend of mine. please make her comfortable!"

Blushing, and receiving congratulations on
all hands, she was taken into the cabin, while
the rest of the people were taken into the fore-
castle and cabin of .the “Admiral,” and the
old bark was left to the mercy of the sea, and
the “ Admiral” steamed on. '

 
CHAPTER VI.

MISS FANNY HOBART, THE WOMAN HUNTER or
INDIA, AND HER WONDERFUL HISTORY or
ADVENTURE, AND DARING, WITH TIGERS.
Asit was well on to midnight, when all were

once again in the cabin, and the novelty of the
excitement had died away, the passengers one
by one retired, and Miss Hobart and her com»
panions of the voyage having been assigned to
sleeping quarters, the good old ship p10wed her
way on, and nothing but the splashing of the
water, the creaking of the planks, and the oc-
casional orders of the oﬂicers broke the still-
ness until day broke.

The breakfast having been ﬁnished the pos—
sengers all assembled on the uppa‘ salon. deck
under a large and comfortable double awning,
and after scanning the horizon and ﬁnding
nothing to excite their curiosity, or break the
monotony of the morning, resumed their
books, or checker-boards, while some played
chess, or dangled ﬁshing lines from the vessel's
side in the hope of catching some stray adven-
turous ﬁsh. ‘

Miss Hobart,* John Lewis, and Sam Fore»
paugh were in earnest conversation, and in-
dulging in a number of pleasant recollections
and reminiscences of friends in India.

“ Come, Miss Hobart, do not bury yourself
in the jungles of India, we are all dying to
have you entertain us with a story of seine ut’

‘ your adventures,” said a matronly old lady.

“I did not presume, madam, that ‘my all:
ventures had any interest for anybody but my-
self.”

“Why, Miss Hobart! ,1 am an old hunter
and have spent many a day in India, but I
have heard so often of your wonderful escapes
and captures that I must beg of you to believe
1 can consider you have no equal!” exdaimed
old John Lewis, enthusiastically. r

“That’s exactly my opinion, Miss Hobart,”
declared Forepaugh. r

“I shall be very happy to relate my expe»
riences, and if I speak with a certain amount
of pride and egotism, please do not think me
vain, although at times I do feel as if I would
like to ﬁnd some other woman in this world
whom I could challenge to enter the jungles.
with me, and, single—handed, compete with its.
inhabitants,” answered Miss Hobart, a certain
shade of feeling passing over her handsome
face, and her bright eyes—beautiful, bright,
loving eyes—ﬂashing proudly.

“ I think, Miss Hobart, from all I bear, that
you would still be entitled to be called the
champion huntress of the world," said the:
captain, politely raising his hat as he. ap-
proached the party, and had accidentally over—
heard her remarks.

“Thank ycu, captain. What shall I tell’
you, ladies and gentlemen? My life is pre—
cisely the same. I suppose, as many oiyours-
that is, my earlier days—only that I had the
fortune to come to India when veryeyoung,
almost a mere child, my father being a ser-
geant in one of the queen’s regiments, he hav-
ing been a recipient of seVeral medals {or
bravery and excellent conduct when under
ﬁre, while my mother was personally compli-
mented by the Viceroy of India for her cour-
ageous conduct in the last mutiny. So you
see, to start with, Icome from good old, brave
stock, and was launched in the world with no
chicken-heart or coward’s blood coursing
through my veins. When only twelve years
years of age I had my ﬁrst battle—that is,—
well, I am not going to tell you my age—you
must guess it. At twelve, I say, I had my
ﬁrst battle with a wild-cat, and although I had
my Rampore hounds with me, large, strong-
limbed, immense dogs, he came near doing me
up. ‘ _
“One morning early I strayed oil into the
jungles, as was my usual way, accompanied by
my dogs, and I suppose I had walked for an
hour or so when, all of a sudden, I heard the

 
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‘ The Menagerie Hunters.

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bray and screech of a jackal, accompanied by
the unearthly scream ot the wild-cat, right
near me. I raised my eyes, and there, right
above me, in a bamboo tree, was a large black
wild-cat, crouching like a panther, eyes ﬂash-
ing, and ready to spring on me. I had my
presence of mind, and knew if I showed any
fear and allowed my dogs to scatter, young as
I was, 1 would be at the mercy of the brute.
So I coaxed my hounds close to me, and they,
smelling the presence of the wild-cat, attrach
his attention from me to them, and for a sec-
ond or so I was out of danger, but only for a
second, as I had scarcely turned my head when
i heard his purring, hissing sound, and knew he
intended to spring.

“‘Rampee,’ my largest hound, espied him,
and withascresm I jumped to one side just
as he sprung for my shoulders, but in doing so
my foot caught in the treacherous underbrush
and I fell.

“ The wild-cat, an enormous monster,
sprung, but he had hardly touched the ground
when ‘Rampee,’ with a wild bound, had grub-
bed him by the neck, and in less than a minute
had shook all the life out of him. Neverthe-
less, I carried him home as my trophy, and
nearly soured my father and mother to death
when I narrated my incident. Since then I
have had adventures by the score. in fact,
you may say I have lived in the jungles, and
many of the animals that now ﬁll the zoologi-
ul gardens of Europe I have helped to capture
or have, with my assistants, captured alone."

“Miss Hobart, I read some time ago a very
interesting paper of yours in a Calcutta paper
about the tiger and his habits. Will you
please enlighten us on this beast?" asked the
captain.

"Certainly. The tiger is my pet animal,
and nothing aﬁords me more pleasure than to
There
are very many exaggerated theories about the
tiger and his habits. I consider the tiger the
King of the Forest. There is no other animal
in the jungles that can compete with him for
cunning, shrewdness and ferocity. Many men
start out on foot,well-armed and by the dozens,
to shoot the tiger. I consider that a madness.
Of course there are men who have shot the
tiger on foot, but they are very few, while
those who have met their death in this style of
hunting are thousands. The only way to hunt
the tiger is from the back of an elephant or a
bamboo platform on trees. No human being
that ever lived has gone into the forest and on
foot approached near enough to a tiger to en—
gage him single-handed. He must be driven
hetero you, either by incessant noise, such as
the beating of the drum, or else he must be
burned out. From my many years’ experience
in the jungles, and from my knowledge of
the tiger, not only gleaned from personal en.
counters with him, but from the knowledge of
men who have all their life made the tiger in
special study, lam prepared to say that more
than threequarters of the reading public know
absolutely NOTHING of the tiger. He is the
most dangerous, most formidable and birterly
vindictive animal in the jungles of India. And
you, Mr. Forepaugh, as well as Mr. Lewis,
know that what I say is a fact, and every {act
that I shall narrate in my experience with
them I shall be prepared to substantiate by
overWhelming corroborative proof.

‘For instance, his whole frame is put to-
gether to eﬂect destruction. In cutting up a
“39" you are impressed with this. His ten-
dons are masses of nerves and muscle, as hard
as steel- The mmular development is tre-
mendous. Vast binds and layers of muscle
overlap each Wher- Stmng ligaments, which
you can scarcely cut through and which soon
blunt the sharpest knife, unite the solid freely
Playing, loosely-jointed bones- The muuzle is
broad, and short and obtuse. The (:1an gm
completely retractile. The jaws are short.
There are two false molarS, 3W0 grinders
above, and the same number below. Thomas.
Oles of the jaws are of tremendous power. I
have come across the remains of a buﬂalc,

 
killed by a tiger, and found all the large bones,

even the, big strong bones of the pelvis and
large joints, cracked and crunched like so
many walnuts, by the powerful jaws of the
ﬁerce brute. ’

“Their sight is very keen and their hearing
wonderfully distinct, and, in fact, there is no
animal in India that has created so much
trouble and destroyed so many animals of the
tame description as the tiger. When the ill-
dustrious planter or farmer has cleared 03 his
forest land, and made it a pasturage or ﬁeld
for planting, the tiger has stepped in, killed
his cattle, destroyed his crops, pounced upon
his servants, and made such a sad havoc among
his help that he has been compelled to give up
all hopes of ever succeeding, and moving away,
give him quiet possession of the spot. The
tiger is always to be found around these plan-
tations and villages. You cannot drive him
away. It is all nonsense for people to say the
tiger will ﬁrst pounce upon you and ﬁght.
The tiger never ﬁghts unless forced to, when
hungry, after a four or ﬁve days’ fast. He
generally eats every four or ﬁve days. I have
known tigers to crush it buﬂalo with the stroke
of the forepaw. I have even seen them break
an elephant leg, after they have been shot, and
the elephant has charged on them. It is that
fore-paw that deals the deadly blow.

“They select a herd of cattle, kill four or
ﬁve cows or buffaloes, just for the sport of the
thing, and, if they happen to have young cubs,
they take them along, and give them their ﬁrst
lessons in killing calves. They are the most
terribly bitter and vindictive creatures alive.
They almost always go to work single-handed,
never in couples, unless it is in the mating
season, when the tiger will accompany the
tigress; but that is very seldom. In fact, I
scarcely know what to say about them, they
are so much different from every other wild
animal in the jungles of India, and no other
animal in the jungles is so much dreaded as
the tiger by his wild forest friends.

“I remember once—in fact, I think it was
one of my ﬁrst experiences‘with the tiger—I
was hunting in the jungles in Bhaugulpore
with a number of famous amateur hunters, and

our servants, by ﬁring bombs, burning sulphur.

and raising a. terrible noise, had unearthed a
tigress and her cub.

“It was in a swampy, marshy district where
the rhinoceros was supposed to live. The cub
-—a young one, scarcely a year old—was driven
out from its stronghold and killed; but the
tigress, although we could hear her unearthly
bellow and see her charge the natives occasion-
ally, who would run and scream with fright,
could not be induced to come out and show
ﬁght.

“ At last the elephants were moved around
on the side of the glade, just near a very heavy
marshy thicket, and the attendants were sent
on the opposite side to try and drive her from
her quarters. -

“ At last she made a dash, and with a horri—
ble, almost ear-piercing haw], darted down the
side of the bank. Her noise had aroused an old
rhinoceros, who was wallowing in the stream,
who attempted to get out of her way. She
made a spring, landed on his back, and then
commenced one of the most terrible battles I
ever saw. ‘

“Two bullets from my attendants wounded
her, and added to.her frenzy. She tore at the
tough hide of the rhinoceros, who rolled over
on his back to drown her. It was no use; the
tigress landed on his belly, and with one stroke
of her paw broke his forearm.

“They were evidently laying in a bed of
quicksand, for pretty soon the rhinoceros com-
menced to sink; he had got the tiger’s paw in
his jaw, and held on to it. Such a ﬁght, such
growls,-such desperate efforts to gain the mas-
tery 1 never saw and never expect teseeagain.
Slower and slower they sunk out of sight, un-
til just as the rhinoceros was about to give in.
exhausted, the quicksandgcbbled them up and
they disappeared from sight.”

"That was terrible! Were you not afraid,

 
Miss Hobart?” inquired one of the lady pas~ '

sengers.

“At ﬁrst I was somewhat startled, but as
the novelty of the scene wore oi! and 1 [Mature
excited over the contest, Iforgot every feeling
but the one of seeing who would win,” an—
swered Miss Hobart.

“ Arc tigers not attentive to their young?"

“ Sometimes, but notalways. It is the father
who will spitefully crawl up to the hole, where
their young are sleeping, and deliberately eat
them. Although the mother is the most fero'
cious and strongest, the male is the most cun—
ning and cowardly,” answered Miss Hobart.

 
CHAPTER VII.

Miss HOBART RELATES THE HABITS, FOOD,
VANITIES AND FEROCITY or Tun TIGER—HEB.
TERRIBLE ESCAPE. _
“Bur-clue I say anything about the tiger's

habits, and so forth," said Miss Hobart, “ I am
anxious to contradict the foolish theories so
often found in histories and school books, that
you can tell the age of an animal by his claw-
marks on a tree. Mr. Inglis, Mr. Cummings,
Mr. Du Chaillu, and other gentlemen who are
conversant with the habits of wild beasts, and
who know what they are talking about, con-
tradict this theory entirely. Mr. Inglis, who
has made the tiger a special study, as well as
other animals to be found in IDdlﬂ,. says: ‘ The
marks of their claws,’ referring to the tiger,
‘ are often seen on trees in the vicinity of thcir
haunts, and from this fact many ridiculous
stories have got abroad regarding their habits.
It has even been regarded by some writers as
a sort of rude test by which to arrive at the
approximate estimate of the tiger’s size.‘ A
tiger can stretch himself out some two or ‘LWO
and a halt feet, more than his measurable
length. You have, doubtless, often seen the
domestic cat, whetting ils claws on a mat, or
scratching some rough substance, such as the
bark of a tree; this is 0ft?!) done to clean the
claws, and to get lid of chipped and ragged
pieces, and it is somwtimes mere playfulness.
It is the same with the tiger; the scratching of
the trees is frequently done in the mere wan-l
tonness of sport, but it is often resorted to to
clear the claws from pieces of ﬂesh that may
have adhered to them duringa meal on some
poor slaughtered bullock. These marks on the
trees area. valuable sign for the hunter, as by
their appearance, whether fresh or old, he can
tell the whereabouts of his quarry, and a good
tracker will be even able to make a rough guess
at its probable size and disposition.’

“The tiger’s habits are like all wild animals.
different just as there are two diﬂerent kind<
oi tigers, the ‘Bengel’ and the ‘ Hill.’ The
Hill tiger is much the strongest. I sawue Hill
tiger once carry a dead cow over two miles, or
at least I tracked one that distance, where he
had dragged the carcass through tangled bushes,
over soft marshy ground and up a rough hill,
and at last I shot him. But I suppose you must
all be tired of the tiger question i”

“ Not at all, Miss Hobart; all you have said
of the tiger is so new and fresh toour ears that
it seems as if one were hearing of a new
animal! But, Miss Hobart, before you stop,
will you please tell us 0! that terrible escape‘
you had alittle over a year ago. from a tiger.-

I mean the one that was so extensively pub— '

lished in the newspapers?" said the minister. ‘

“ Oh, that was nothing! The papers made a
mountain out of a mole hill, and gave me more
credit than I deserved. ,

“I was in‘Culcutta, and was going to join a
party of English gsnt‘eulen' and ladies near the
Soonderhunds. just away from Calcutta, and
was traveling on horseback, accompanied by

two attendants, and as it was in the very hot *

season, I concluded to travel by evening cool, ‘

and so set out just after dusk. All went on
very well until I neared a large withered tree

in the center of a brake, when my horsestopped '

and neighsd tremblingly. This was users sign
that there was game afoot, I had one o; my
attendants light a bomurfor I always ,traveled
with thwe hand»bombs, and hurled it right up

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. against the root of the tree; It hissed and
sputtered, and the smoke came curling over the
reeds in dense volumes. A roar followed that
made my blood curdle. I knew it only too
well. My horse turned so swiftly that he
threw me. My attendants turned to run. I
had only a large knife. Pressutly I heard a
swift rush. I was frightened, but I made up
my mind to sell‘my life dearly. All the things
I had ever done ﬂashed through my brain in a
second. Suddenly there was a silence, when,
just ahead of me, I saw the eyes of a tigress;
saw her lashing her sides in anger and hate.
What should I do? To stir was instant death,
to stand still I believed the same!

‘ “ I had not long to think; the tlgress, steal-
thily crouching, silently sneaked toward me,
her eyes glaring and tongue half protruding. Al-
ready she was within ten feet of me. Suddenly
she stopped, crouching very low, and ready for a

spring. I felt my hour had come. Something
told mete move toward her. I put one foot
forward. Still she did not move. I tried the

next foot. Still she remained motionless. My
long knife I held securely in my hand. Al-
ready I was within three feet of her. 1151

could only get nearer I had made up my mind
what to do. It was a terrible moment, and
often, as I look. back upon it, I realize how near

’ I was to becoming a midnight meal for the

tigress. She seemed to be transﬁxed to the
spot! I realized I must make one desperate ef-
fortl.
“ Slowly, but ﬁrmly grasping my knife, I
,made one spring, but how I did it I can never
’ tell, but I buried my knife deep into her eye,
and, made almost crazy in desperation, I with-
drew it, only to see the tigress make a spring
to where I was standing at second before, and
utter such a wild, ﬁendish roar it almost made
me faint. But my blow had told. and, mad
with pain and anger, she darted off into the
woods and left me more dead than alive. How
I ever reached Sobnderbund Ido not know, but
I got there, joined my friends and Was the
heroine of the hour, although for over a month
my nervous system was so shattered I could not
leave the house!” ﬁnished Miss Hobart, her face
pale and eyes ﬂashing in recollection of the

scene.
.' “Terrible! - How in the name of goodness
did you ever do it?" asked the doctor.
“ I am sure I cannot tell. It seems all
through my life as if I was surrounded, by hair-
' breadth escapes and dangerous situations, yet I
invariably seem to come out unscathed!”
answered the female hunter.
“ You must bear a charmed life!" remarked
Sam Foropaugh.
“No more than you, Mr. Forepaugh. You
have a wonderful history, I know it. I have
heard of you, and I am sure you can tell many
More incidents than I can!” replied Miss

 
CHAPTER VIII. ‘

SAM WREPAUGH DISCOURSES ON PIG STICKING
IN A HUMOROUS STRAIN.

“.Yes, Miss Hobart, I have done some'oon-
sidsrable hunting, and before you Were roasted
out onjboard of that bark, and came aboard to

" make us believe you were the greatest, bravest
and mpst kissable— Now, there! ’Scuse me,
but. I uni inclined to be poetical. Yes; I
wow you would pardon an old man. Well, as
,I was saying, before you came aboard I was
telling some of the boys‘ my adventures in a
"few yarns, as the sailors call them. You have

, spoken of the tiger. I am going to speak of
the only animal that is' not afraid of the tiger,
the wild hog of India. For the beneﬁt of our
friends who don‘t know much about the pU‘f'ky

'. species, I up: going to say the wild pig of India

is as much different from the tame pig of our
’ pig pens, as honey is from vinegar. One is a
-wild, vindictive, spiteful old catamaran, and
the other is a mush and molasses individual,
and while the home pig is like the home guards
timing the late American war, cowardly, weak,
and a miserable subterfuge for a soldier, the

 
wild pig of India is a true soldier, never run-
ning, but alWays fighting for its ground.

“ In fact, there is as much difference between
the tame and wild pig, as between the tame
Indian of Saratoga, who steals soda water
glasses, and gets drunk on sucking hung—holes,
and the wild lndians of Arizona, who ﬁght and
scalp for the fun of the thing.

“Thelatin name for the East Indian pig is
s sindicus. I call him a saucy cuss without
the Indian. He often gets to be ﬁve feet long,
and reaches thcbight of nearly four feet. His
strength is perfectly astonishing, and as for
running, why, he can almost run as fast as a
deer. I have seen him outrun a very fast
Arabian horse. He has long, semicircular
tusks, and woe be to the man or beast he stabs
with them. I tell you, it is no pin-sticking
business, but every thi ust of that tnsk lets the
daylight way into his internals. These tusks
in the lower jaw sometimes get so long as eight
or nine inches: They curve outward and up-
ward, and the edges are kept sharp by the
pigs constant habit of scouring them against
the tusks of its upper jaw.

“I tell you, my friends, the swiftness and
power with which he uses them tusks to butcher
an enemy is Wonderful. He just handles them
like a doctor slicing up a charity patient! I
have seen them cut a. hunting-dog nearly in
two by a single stroke of their tusks, and he
never knew how easily be was stabbed! Men
and horses they kill once in a while, just to
keep their band in, but a tiger they will ﬁght,
and use up, almost as quickly as s. tigress does
a dog! Sometimes a party of hunters will
start out after a ‘ sounder of hogs,’ and come
back hunted themselves, Mr. Pork reversing
the order of business, and playing hunter for
a little while himself.

“ When he is wounded or a little hurt is the
time to stand clear! Then it is when he gets
up his mad, and tears around, slashing and de-
vouring everything he can!

“ Now the wild hog. you kn0w, is never
shot. An East Indian would think it beneath
his dignity to shoot a hog. He sticks him, and
that is what is called pig-sticking. The spear
or stick with which this sticking is done is a
long shaft made from a heavy, strong bamboo
stick, about eight or nine feet long, with the
butt end weighted with lead so as to‘ balance
the weight of the spear head. There is a very
peculiar superstition among the East Indians
about the bamboo stick. They believe that if
it is not cut at the~night time, and at the time
of a new moon, it will rot and be of no service.
Just like some English gals— only cut their
hair'at the lies of a new moon, to bitch on to
some lover‘! The best spear-head to use is what
is called the Nugger Hunt spear-bead. It is
out like a myrtle leaf, with long slight curves
frdm point to shank, so that it can be easily
withdrawn as well as easily driven home. A
four-headed spear I have seen them use. and
have used them myself, but as it is rather dif‘
ﬂcult to sharpen, I do not like it much. You
understand, of course, that the spear-head is
made of the best of steel, and its edges ought
to be sharp enough to shave with, in case any

lunatic is crazy enough to shave himself in

that fashion!

“A. fast, steady, well-trained horse you
must have, to set the business right. Then,
armed with this weapon, and a company of
friends 'and natives, you start out after the
pig, and arriving at some spot selected before
hand, the natives deploy off into the woods,
and commence their beating of drums, holler-
ing gibberish enough to scare all the dead from
the sacred tombs. Pretty soon you hear a
horn squeak, you know the game has been
started. After a little while out of the jungle
comes the “sounder,” led by the old gray-
headed boar, the boss of the heap. When the
boss huntsman thinks the game has a fair start
in advance of the hunters, he gives the order,
and away you go. spears downward, in pursuit
of the game. Great smoke! how you must
ride; and mind you, if you do not overtake the
pig u ithin twr; miles, he’ll get his second wind,

 
and if he does, good-by to your ever catching
him.

“It is no child’s play to ride after a pig, and
don’t you forget it. You have not only the
nerve and the strength of the horse to look
after, but you have a devilish—excuse my
swearing, Miss Hound-sight of small holes
all over the ground made by small burrowing
animals, into which your horse is liable to
tumble and break his leg, ’cause if your horse
gets into one of these holes, you are liable to
take a slight balloon trip through the air, and
coming kersquash on the ground, ﬁnd the earth
is harder than your body. Then you. must
look out for water-courses, covered over with
weeds, and into these you are liable to go head-
foremost, and leave your legs sticking up in
the air, for the vultures to roost on. If you suc-
ceed in getting clear of all these obstacles, and
do not besides have your proboscis scratched by
over-hanging branches, for the pig will spite-
fully run through all the tangled brushwood he
can, you may be able to catch him, and stick
him successfully.”

“ Say you have come near the pig, you are
carrying your spear butt down, and the point
straight toward the horse's nose; you come
near to the pig, and always try to reach his
left side, so you can have the use of your right
arm, unless you are born t’other handed.
Then when you are near enough to stick him.
if he does not show ﬁght, let her slide just in
behind his shoulder, so that the spear will go
clear through his lungs, and clean out of his
breast. Do you bitch on to my idea? I see
Miss Hobart does. I guess you have been
there, miss. Then, you see the force of the
horse’s gait drives the spear clean home, and
by suddenly wheeling to the left you can
withdraw it, and you are again ready, spear in
hand, to take your part, in case Mister Pig is
sore because you have let daylight through
him, and wants to get square. Should be
charge you, why, you have no objection to
again giving him as much of the spear as he
require, and can skewer him like a routed
pig for a Christmas dinner; but sometimes
Mister Pig gets a little angry at being so unin-
vilingly speared, and runs his tusks through
the horse’s legs. Should that be the case, and
you fall, the rest of the herd will turn on you,
and pretty soon you will have several holes
through you. and present the appearance of a
large skewer ready for the cook of a regi-
ment.

“I have seen a young and ferocious pig run
for a mile, suddenly tin-n, and going for the
horse‘s legs, upset the driver. and pin him fast
to the ground. I saw one young lellow, as big
as a young calf tackle a tiger. It- was a tough
ﬁght, but ﬁnally the pig got himself on top.
and ran his tusks through the tiger. and berm e
we could get to them, brth were dead; the
tiger had torn off nearly the whole of his head.
while his tusks had become so ﬁrmly imbedded ‘
into his body, as to kill him 2" fl: ished old Sam.

“Ihad never any idea that wild boars or
pigs were so ferocious!” suggested the doctor.

“Then I have learnt you something, Doc!
The wild pig of India, if angry, is a very
ferocious brute, and I do not hesitate tosay,
he can outwhip any animal of his sine in the
world i” answered Sam.

“ Have you ever seen them ﬁght?” inquired
the captain.

“ I have!” interrupted Miss Hobart.

“Where i” asked the captain.

“In Bungalow, I saw a wild pig and a couple
of jackals ﬁght, and it was a oneisided aﬂair.
The pig made very quick work of the jackals,
and when he got through and strutted away,
he seemed prepared for a half a dozen more!"
answered Miss Hobart. ,

“Which are the most ferocious, the young
or old?" inquired the captain.

“The young ones. The old ones get weak
and are driven from the ﬂock, and have to
look out for themselves, while the young fol.
lows do all the ﬁghting, and will often turn on
one of their own number, and chastise. them,
for some-imaginary grievance. 'such as carrying

 
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food away to eat alone. They seem to make
it a principle to eat together, and if a number
of young pigs slaughter a wild animal, they
'must invite the rest to the feast, or else they
willbe turned upon, and serve as part of the
feast themselves! ’ answered Forepaugh.
“They resemble some human beings, then, ”

V said the doctor.

“I should say sol" said old Sum; “especially
some American politicians. who want other
ipeople to steal for them and share the pro-
ceeds.”

“Speaking of America, MrrGray, I-under—
stand your father spent a great many days of
his life among the Indians of Canada. Will
you please help us pass away this morning by
telling us something about these people? I
have read a good deal about them. but I want
to hear something new, and something that
has never been published," said the minister,
addressing a Mr. John Gray, one of the party.

“Certainly, sir. It will afford» me great
pleasure to tell you about this much abused
race, whom people are now comparing to those
Wild, vindictive creatures on the plains and
prairies of the United States, who uumerci-
fully slaughter and wantonly kill the very
people that feed them!” answered Gray.

“ Oh, thank you, Mr. Gray! I have always
had a great desire to know more about the
American Indians than I can see in the imper-
fect and rather sensational accounts I read in
many story‘books,” said Miss Hobart, while
the company all got nearer to old John, who,
taking another chew of tobacco, told them, in
the following language, his positive knowledge
of the Indians of Canada of ﬁfty years ago,
heard from the lips of his father and grand-
:l'ather, who had Indian blood in their veins,
and knew their entire histories and traditions.

 
CHAPTER IX.

JOHN GRAY TELLS THE TRUTH ABOUT AMERI‘
CAN INDIANS, AS NEVER YET PUBLISHED.‘

“ MY friends," said John Gray, “ I am a par-
tial Indian, or American, myself; and if I
speak with feeling, or hotly, you ,must attrib~
ute it to my heart being alive with the sub—
ject.; The Indians of America have been
fading from before our eyes, and this annihi-
lation of them has excited no more sympathy
than has been felt for the snow of America
which has every year melted away under the
bright sun of heaven! Owners from away
back in the dim past of vast territory given
them by the Almighty, they were gradually
superseded by stealers of the soil, until thou-
sands of miles have been so completely dis-
peopled that there does not remain a solitary
survivor to stand guard over the tombs of his
ancestors, or to stand among them the mourn-
er or representative of a downvtrodden and
extinguished raéel '

“ By an act of cruel barbarism, unexampled
in any history, their title of true born Ameri'
runs has been usurped by the false settlers of
America, and as if to carry out the ignorance
which existed at the period of their discovery,
we continue, in the ignorant talk of that day,
to call them Indians, although the designation
is as unjust and nonsensical as if we nick-
named them ‘Persians’ or ‘ C'hi'namen.’

“We have annihilated and destroyed the
best tribes of ‘Indians’ in America, by the
“Vomit, by the diseases we brought among
them, by. the introduction of spirituous liquors,
by our Woes, and last, though not least, by our
proffered friendships; and yet all this time,
and “P W a few years ago, the sun was setting
upon one thousand negroes, who, in anguish of.
mind, and under sea-sickness, set sail as slaves
from the coast of Africa; and yet their meioi-
less‘ traffickers were considered civilized Chris-
tians and white men, while the poor red-
nmn was slaughtered, quartered, and a fit target

* All I shall as in these two chapters abont the
Indians has been earned by manﬂyeers' daily deall
lugs with them, studying their m, his
and traditions, and constantly f ng myself
With their sign archives and runs of wampnm, in
which were written their records.

for every adventurer’s riﬂe! My friends, was
this justice? Had not the red-man some rights?
Civilized nations thought not, and today the
remnants of this noble race only exist in the
wild, thieving, blood~thirsty braves we as a
people have made them; imitating our treat-
ment of them, and paying us in the coin we
paid out so liberally seventy or one hundred
years ago; and, although I am not much of a
Christian, my friends, I believe the old Bible
truth of the ‘Sine ot the fathers visiting the
children’ has become a truth in this case!

“ Very few people know anything about the
true Indians of ﬁfty years ago. In short, be
tween the civilized and uncivilized world a bar—
rier exists, which neither party is very desir-
ous to cross; for the wild man was as much
oppressed by the warm houses, by the minute
regulations of civilized men, as they suffer from
sleeping with him under the canopy of Heaven,
or from following him over the surface of his
trackless and townless territory; so you see
very little is truthfully known of the Indians
of long ago, and therefore in order to take a
fair view of the Indian, it is necessary to over-
leap the barrier I have described, and visit him
in his plains, in his lofty and almost inaccessible
mountains, and therefore if I am not tiring
you in this long prelude, I will tell you all I
have learned about them from my father,
grandfather, and mother, the of latter whom
was|a full-blooded half Indian!

“The Indian talks but little; though their
knowledge is limited, yet they have at least the
wisdom never to speak when they have noth-
ing to say; and it is a remarkable fact which
has repeatedly been observed, that they never
swear or curse until they are brought in con-
tact with the white man. 'When an Indian ar-
rives with a message of the greatest importance
to his tribe. even with the intelligence of the
mast imminent danger, he would own tell it
at his ﬁrst approach, but would sit down for a
minute or two in silence. to collect himself be—
fore he’d speak, that he‘might not evince either
fear or excitement.

“ The old Indians were great speakers, and
were never lost for a word, although they never
went to schooll I have often heard it said
that the Indians were inferior to ourselves
in their powers of body and mind. With re-
spect to their physical strength, it should be
borne in mind, my friendsl that men, like ani-
mals, are strong in proporiion to the food they
receive. In many parts of America, as well
as India, where the country, according to the
season of the year, is either verdant or mmhed,
it is well known that not only the horses, cat-
tle, and wild beasts, are a great deal stronger
at the former season than the latter, but that
the human inhabitants who feed on them are
also fat and powerful at one season, and week
at the other, and ~30 it is with the Indian.
The weights which Indian carriers can convey.
the surprising distances which' their runners
can perform, the number of hours they can re-
main on horseback, and the length of time
they can subsist without food, are facts which
disprove the theory of their being inferior in
strength to the white man. I have heard my
grandfather tell of a short. thick-set warrior
known by'tho nppellatlon of “ Brave,” who, in
a friendly way, agreed to wrestle with some of
the most powerful troopers in a regiment of
United States dragoons; and that the Indian,
grappling with one after another, dashed them
successively to the ground with a violence,
which they did not appear to enjoy, but with
about as much ease to himself, as if they had
been so many maids of honor.

“A red-man can hear more torture of the
body than twenty white men. Some time ago
I got hold of a work published in 1760, which
was called ‘ History of Jesuits,’ and in it there
was an account of the Indians’ courage and
ability to stand torture, and if I can remember
all of it, I will relate to you the circumstances:
It appears that it» was about the time the
French were ﬁghting the Indians in Canada,

 
and they had captured a number of Indians;
1 The Count de Frontenac, I think that was his

 
name, condemned two of the Indians belonging
to the tribe of Five Nations to be burnt pub
licly' alive. His lady love entreated him to mod-
erate the sentence; and the Jesuits, it it said,
used their best endeavors for the same purpose;
but the Count (is Frontenac replied somethingin
this way: ‘There is a necessity to make an exv
ample of these fellows!’ and finding all per-
suasion useless. the Jesuits went to the prison
to instruct the prisoners in the mysteries of
religion. But the Indians, alter they had
heard their sentence, refused to hear the
Jesuits speak; and began to prepare for death
in their own manner, by simply singing their
death-song. Some charitable person threw a
knife into the prison, with which one
of them killed himself. The other was
carried to the place of execution by the
Indians If Lorefto, a Christian tribe of
Indians, to which he Walked, with as much
indifference as ever a martyr did to the stake.
While they were torturing him, he continued
singing that he was a warrior brave, and with-
out fear; that the most cruel death could not
shake his courage; that that most cruel tor-
ments should not draw an expression from
him; that his comrade was a coward, a scan-
dal to the Five Nations; who had killed him.
self for fear of pain; that he had the comfort
to reﬂect that he had made many Frenchmen
suffer as he did now. He fully veriﬁed his
words, for the most violent torments could
not force the least complaint from him, though
his executioners tried their utmost skill to do
it. They first broiled his feet between two‘red-

hot stones; then they put his ﬁngers into red? 1

hot pipes and though he had his arms at
liberty, he would not pull his ﬁngers out: they
cut his joints, and, airing hold of the m
twisted them around small bar: of inn. All
this while, my friends, he kept singing and ref
counting his own brave actions against the
French. At last my friends, they ﬂayed it's
scalp from his skull, and cured scalding hot
:and upo1 it, at which time the Intendnnt‘s
lady, horriﬁed, had him killed!
aginary sketch, my friends, but the honest
truth, and l read it, just as I have told it?’

“ Horrors upon horrors! , Can such cruelties
exist?” asked Miss Holmrt her face redaction,
and a sad expression overspreading it.

“ Exist? Yes, the history of Indian warfare
is full of it. and as a contrast, to show you
that even Indians often revolt at those tur-
tures:—-—Many years ago there was a Pawnee
warrior, son of 1 “Old Knife," who knowing
that his tribe according to custom were going
to torture a Padnce woman, whom they had
taken in war, resolutely determined at all
hazards, to rescue her from so cruel a fate;-
The poor creature, far from her family and
tribe, and surrounded only by the eager atti-
tudes, and anxious faces of “her enemieu; had
been actually fastened to the stakes, berm.
al pile was about tobe kindled, and every eye
was mercilessly directed upon her, whenthe
young chieftain, mounted on one horse, and
according to the habit of his country, leading
another, was seen approaching the ceremony
at full gallop. To the astonishment of every:
one, he rode straight up to the pile, extriuied
the victim from the stake, threw her on the
loose horse, and then vaulting on the hack 0‘
the other, he carried her of! in triumph, The
deed however, was so sudden and unexpected,
and being mysterious, it was at the moment

considered as nothing less than the act of the

Great Spirit, that no eﬂmts were made to rev
sist it, and the captive after three days’ travel-

This is no im- .

ing, was thus safely transported to her laden, '

and her/friends, and on the return of the ﬁlm
orator to his own’ people, no censure was:
passed on his extraordinary conduct—«it, was
allowed to pass unnoticed!

“ My mother told me that on the publication
of this story at Washington, in the United
States, the boarding-school girls at Miss White’s
seminary were so sensibly touched by mum
they very prettin subscribed among each
other to purchase a gold medal, bearing a
suitable inscﬂptjon, which they preeented to the

 
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_ young red skin as a token of their admiration

of white-skins at the chivalrous not he had per-
formed inhaving rescued one of their sex from
so unnatural a fate.”

“A very pretty tribute, Mr. Gray, and one
the young Indian deserved,” said the captain,
“ but you must excuse me; I have my reckon-
ings to take, and my midday observations to
make,” he continued, rising and bowing po—
litely. '

“ Thou suppose I wait until after lunch be-
fore llnish my story i” said Gray.

“ Oh, no; not on my account,” said the
(-aptail.

“ But oh yes, on your account!” sweetly re-
plied the earl’s daughter.

And on his account Gray did not resume the
rest of his narrative until after lunch.

CHAPTER X.
m! CONTINUES HIS HISTORY or THE INDIAN
——IIILL or NOVELTY AND SOLEMN TRUTHS.
“ An Indian in peace, my friends,” continued

,Gray, “is very different from one in time of

war. The range of the red-man’s emotions is
greater than that of his white brother; and to

'ull who have seen only the calmness, the pa-

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ﬁance, the endurance, and the silence of the
Indians, it seems almost incredible that the
most furious passions should be lying dormant
in a heart that history tells us is full of benevo~
lence, and that under the sweet countenance
which blossoms like the rose, there should be
rapoeing in acoil a venomous serpent, which is
only waiting to spring on the enemy. There
is no doubt that for the noblest resignation,
the purest courage, the most powerful self—
possesdon are contrasted in the same red
face, with the basest vengeance, the most bar-
barous cruelty, and the most unrelenting
malice that it is possible even for poetry to

ve.

“AhOnt the time of the conclusion of peace
at Reswick, the noted Theronet died at Mon-
treal. The French gave him Christian burial
in a pompous manner; the priest that attended
him at his death having declarhd that he died.
a true Christian; for said the priest while I
explaihed to him the passion of our Savior,
whom the Jews cruciﬁed, he cried out: ‘ 0h,
hadI been there I would have revenged his
death and brought away their scalpsl’

“The Indians have a very peculiar theory
about the scalping business. They realize that
it is horrible in the extreme; at the same

' time they argue that if war between civilized

nation can authorize us to blow out the brains
of our enemies, run themthrough’ with the
bayonet, back them with our swords, riddle
them with round shot, grape and canister;
and it while the wounded are lying on the
guild it is our habit. from necessity, to ride
over tea with our cavalry, and with our ar-
ﬂlleryaudball-cartridge carts to cantor over
than us if they were straw; if we can burn
them with rockets, scald them with steam, and
by opinion of well-constructed mines, as at
P in our late Civil War, blow them
by the hundreds into the air, surely they have
u m right to scalp their (lead prisoners,
and curry home with them, as a trophy, the
Irth of the fox they have run to death; and
to cull than savages and brutes for this crime
is pretty much like the thief calling the thief
‘a' thief !' Ancient history tells us that Achilles
thought himself doing a very fashionable thing
when-he dragged the body of Hector, hi feet
attached to the back of his chariot, around the
walls of Troy, and that the Phoenicians, no
doubt, thought it exquisitely fashionable to
burn their children in sacriﬁce; and again we
read that there was a time when the horrible
guillotine was considered a fashionable mode
of death; yet. because the poor red~man scalps
or hurls at the stake those who stole his lands,

and paid him with horrible hatchery, the

civililed world about! with horror, and cries
‘Savsgoi‘ Now, my friends, I ask you is this
justice! In it righti There is no doubt the
Indianlof to-day, the Indians of our. frontier,

are treacherous people, yet who made them

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so? Who has taught them to write in their
wampum archives, ‘Beware and revenge our
wrungs’l‘ ‘The white man is the red man’s
deadly enemy!‘

“The white man, my friends; and to him
alone can the Christian world look for an ex-
planation.

“The Indians believe in a Great and Good

They address themselves to both, and accord-
ineg the young, modest Indian girl, with her
arms folded across her bosom, as fervently
entreats the Fiend not to ' ‘lead her into
temptation,’ as her parents, under every afﬂic-
tion, pray to the Great Spirit ‘to deliver them
from evil.7 The different Indian tribes, for
centuries back, have different notions about
the origin of their race; yet it is a. remarkable
fact that all the tribes whOse records I have
seen, and with whom my parents were asso-
ciated, believe they had their origin in the
landing of ‘a big canoe,’ which was supposed
to have rested on the summit of some hill, or
mountain in the neighborhood. The old tribe
of Mandan Indians carried out this vague
Mount Ararat impression to a very remark-
able extent, as they used to hold an annual
ceremony around ‘a great canoe,’ entitled, in
their language, the ‘settling of the waters,‘
which was always held on the day the
willow-trees of their ‘ country came into
blossom,’ and their traditions showed that
the reason this tree was selected was be-
cause it was from it that the bird ﬂew to them,
with a branch in its mouth, and when inquir-
ing what bird it was, the Indians always pointed
to the done, which it appears was held so sacred
among them that neither man, woman or child
would injure it; indeed, the Mandan history
shows that even their dogs instinctively re-
spected that bird. ()ther tribes believe that
they are descendants of people born across ‘the
Great Salt Lake.’ Some believe. the Great
Spirit made them out of the celebrated red
stone, from which, from time immemorial,
' they have made their pipes. Others, that they
were created from the dust of the earth, and
in their archives can be found these words,
‘The Great Spirit must have made the white
people out of ﬁne dust for they know more
than we.’

“Just let me read to you a report of an in-
terview that took place in 1821 between Major
Cummings of the U. S. Army, and a nation of
Indians formed by the union of three tribes,
Potawattomies, Chippewas, and Ottawas:

“ ‘ What ceremonies have you at the burial of
your dead?’ .

“ ‘ These vary. We bury by putting the body
under ground in a case or wrapped in skins;
sometimes by placing it in trees, or standing it
erect and inclusing it with a paling. This dif-
ference generally arises from the request of the
man, before he died, or from the dream of a
relative. We place with the dead some part of
their property, believing that if it was useful
to them during their life, it may prove so to
them when they are gone 1’

“ ‘ Do you believe that the soul lives after the
body is dead?’ 

“ ‘ We do, but that it does not leave this world
till its relatives and friends feast and do brave
actions to obtain its safe support.’

“ ‘ Do you believe there is a place of happi-
ness and of misery?

“ ‘ We do. The happy are employed in feast-
ing and dancing; the miserable wander through
the air.’

“ ‘ What entitles a person to a place of happi-
ness, and'what condemns a person to a place of
misery? .

“ ‘To be entitled to a place of happiness a
man must be a good hunter, and possess a gen-
erous heart. The/miser, the envious man, the
liar and the cheat are condemned to a place of
misery.’

.“So you see, my friends, they have very
generous peculiar. notion about their God, and
yet, the infidels and other disbelieving races
received better treatment at the hands of the
white man than the poor Indian.

 
Spirit, and in a ‘Manito,’ or Evil Genius.'

 
“ Did any one of you ever hear the story of
the ﬁrst Indian chief who visited the Capitol
of the United States?”

“No;” they all answered.

“Then I will tell you about it: it shows the
Indian character so truly since their connection
with the white man, that it is worth telling.

“ In order to assist the ofﬁcers in the
Indian Department in their arduous duty
of persuading them to peaceably give up their
lands,and to show them the greatness of the White
man's nations, an Indian chief—Powhenwanee
—cf the Chippewa tribe, was invited on to
Washington in order that he should see with
his own eyes and report to the tribes ‘ the
greatness of the white. man,’ so accordingly he
came. - -

“ After the troops had been made to maneu-
ver before him, after thundering volleys of
artillery had almost deafened him, and after
every department had displayed to him all that
was likely to add to the terror and astonislr
ment he had already experienced, the President,
in lieu of the Indian‘s clothes, presented him
with a colonel’s uniform, in which, and with
many other presents, the bewildered chief took
his departure.

“ In a pair of kid gloves, tight blue coat with
gilt buttons, gold epaulettes and red sash,‘cloth
trowsers with straps, high-heeled boots, cocked
hat and scarlet feather; with a cigar in his
mouth, a green umbrella in one hand and a. fan
in the other, and with the neck of a whisky—
bottle protruding from each of the two coat-
tail pockets of his regimental coat, this ‘mono
key who had seen the world ’ suddenly ap-
peared before the chiefs and warriors of his
tribe.

“And as he stood before them, straight as a
ramrod, in a high state of perspiration—vcaused
by the tightness of his ﬂnery—while the cool
fresh air of Heaven blew over the naked uni'e~
strained limbs of his spectators, it might, per-
haps, not unjustly be said of the two costumes,
‘ which is the savage? ' .

“Then he undertook to lecture them on all
that he had seer. For a while he was listened
to with attention, but after a while they began
to disbelieve him. Nothing daunted, however,
the chief proceeded. He told them about wig-
wams in which a thousand people_could pray
at the same time tothe Great Spirit; of other
wigwams five stories high, built in lines, facing
each other; of war canoes that held twelve
hundred warriors. Such tales to an Indian
mind seemed an insult to his common sense. .

‘ ‘ For some time he was treated with ridicule
and contempt; but when, resolutely continuing;
to recount his adventures, he told them that he
had seen white people who, by attaching a
greal ball to a canoe, could raise it into the
clouds and travel through the heavens, the
medicinehmystery, or learned men of his tribe
pronounced him an impostor, and the multitude
vociferonsly declaring that he was too great n.
liar to live, a young warrior, in a paroxysm of
anger, leVeled a riﬂe at his head, and blew his
brains out.” ,

“Singular ending of a desire to do good,"
said the doctor.

“ Yes; but you must remember these people'
had seen none of these things themselves, and
believed he was induced by the white people to
tell them lies and betray them; and while no
doubt many of the older members of the tribe
regretted the incident, there were others
who sided with the young fellow .who killed
him.”

“ Just as in civilized communities, I pre~
some,” said the captain.

“Precisely,” answered Gray. ,

“ Mr. Gray, you must have had a vas
amount of experience with the Indians?” said
Miss Hobart.

“ Yes, before I came to India I spent nearly
ten. years of my life right in their midst. I
have learned their language, understand all
their signs. and have been able to carry oif
copies of their traditions, which are still reli-
giously preserved on wampum, by their uneas-
tors, and I have visited their mounds and sa—

 
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cred spots in the interest of science and news—
papers, until I seem to understand the Indian,
or rather true American character, about as
well as you do the India of Asia or the Hin-
doos,” replied Gray, enthusiastically.

“Now you have all had your say; if you
will come forward with me I will show you
my wild animals and explain to you a few of
their characteristics,” said Sam Forepaugh.

They needed no second invitation, so all
quickly put away their traps, and in ’Indian ﬁle
marched to the forward part of the ship,
where the animals were all conﬁned in cages
and tanks.

 
CHAPTER XI.
man: up ANIMALS, man's AND rmcxs, as

mm BY SAM, LEWIS AND MISS H0-

BART.

“ in the ﬁrst cage, this large one." said Sam,
pointing to a large cage on the middle deck,
“you see the fruit—eating bats, which are en-
tirely dimer-eat from other bats, as they only
live in the daytime, and hang suspended by
that peculiar tail of theirs, and clustering
around the mango and tamarind trees, eat
until they are hardly able to move. They are
a peculiarly spiteful little animal, and some
natives believe they are poisonous, like the
vampire bat, which you know lights on a
sleeping person and sucks all of their blood.
How true this is I do not know, as these three
that you see there, sucking the oranges, I 'can
carry around in my bosom if I wish to.

“The _bulbul-birds, the sun-birds with that
beautiful plumage, and that collection of hum-
ming—birds, all congregated in a cluster in the
corner, are a very choice collection, and if I
succeed in carrying them safely to London,
they will be the ﬁrst birds of that species that
have ever been brought alive this great distance.
Those birds just back of them are the dial-bird,
the yellow oriole, whose mellow voice, just
like a. ﬂute, is only heard in the morning, and
the jungle-cock, which is also a morning‘song-
ster. The others are warhlers, maynahs and
bronze-winged pigeons. These orange—winged
pigeons are very much diﬂerent from the tame
Inglish pigeon—that is, their noise or notes
resemble more the plaintive cry of cattle, and
often draw the leopard, panther and tiger from
his lair in search of this game.”

“What is that peculiar looking bird, that
one in the corner?" asked the doctor.

“That is the cicada, or ‘knife grinder,‘ as
the natives call him, beams of his peculiar
reaping cry, or sound, which he utters from
theater: of the palm tree, and which so much
resembles these machines,” answered Sam.

“ What a lovely thing early morning is in
India,” said Miss Hobart. “During the ﬁrst
ﬁve hours of morning nature seems to teem
with life and motion, the air is melodiouswith
the voice of birds, the woods resounding with
the hum of insects, and the earth alive with
every form of living nature. But as the sun
ascends to meridian the scene is changed.

“Every animal disappears, escaping under
the thick cover of the woods, the birds retire
to the shade, the buffalo steals to .the water—

.tanks and water courses, concealing all but his

gloomy head and shining horns in the mud and
sedges; . the elephant fans himself languidly
with leaves to drive away the ﬂies that perplex
“my and the deer cower in groups under the
o'emrching jungle, while the bright green lizard
darts up the rough stems of the trees, and
pauses between each spring to look inquiringly
around. It is a beautiful sight; but I must
not interrupt Mr. Forepaughl" ﬁnished Miss
Hobart. ' r

“ Thanks!" said Sam, approaching an elephant
chained to the foot of the foramast. “ This is
my baby. This elephant, I suppose, is two or.
three hundred years old. It was caught on the
island of Ceylon. There is a very great peculiar-
ity about the Celon elephants. That is, while
both sexes of the elephant in Africa have
tasks. there is not one in a hundred in Ceylon
that ever haw them. This fellow is a male, and
you see, he has tusks. Then again, the Ceylon

 
elephants have most .monstrous teeth, teeth
that are never found in the elephants of any
other country. These Ceylon elephants are a
very peculiarly tame animal, and this fellow,

‘ Babo, before I bought him, was a very useful

servant on a large farm. Let me tell you how
I came to select, or rather, buy him.

“ One evening while riding in the vicinity of
Kandy, toward the scene of a terrible massacre
in 1803, my horse became excited at a noise
which approached us in the thick jungles, and
which consisted of a repetition of the ejacula-
of ‘ Umph J umphi’ in a hoarse sound. A turn
in the forest explained the mystery, by bring-
ing me face to face with Babo alone. He was
laboring painfully to carry a heavy beam of
timber, which he balanced across his tusks, but
the pathway being narrow he was forced to
bend his head to one side to permit it to pass
endways, and the taxation and inconvenience
combined led him to utter the sounds that dis-
turbed my horse.

“On seeing us halt, the old fellow raised his
head, reconnoitered us for a moment, then
threw down the timber and forced himself
backward among the brushwood, so as to leave
a passage, of which he expected us to avail
ourselves. My horse still hesitated. Babe ob-
served it, and impatiently thrust himself still
deeper into the jungles, repeating the cry of
‘Umph,’ in a voice evidently meant to en-
courage us to come on.

“Still the horse trembled, and anxious to ob—
serve the instinct of the two sagacious creat-
ures, I kept quiet. Again the old fellow
wedged himself further in among the trees
and waited impatiently for us to pass him; and
after the horse had done so tremblingly and
timidly, I saw Baho stoop and take up his
heavy burden, trim and balance it on his
tusks and resume his route, hoarser snorting
as before his discontented remonstmnces, and
I followed him to where they were building a
bonse, saw he carried all the heavy timber, se-
lecting it from a pile in the distance, and I
bought him for a thousand rupees: and would
not take twenty thousand dollars for him!”
ﬁnished Sam, approaching Babo and handing
him a handful of lump sugar. ‘

“ That’s Lewis’s crocodile,” said Sam, point
ing to a large iron-bound tank, wherein the
lazy brute was ﬂoating around.

“Yes, and a‘beauty, too, ain’t he, Miss Ho—
bart?” asked Lewis, proudly.

“Yes, a very beautiful beast, Mr. Lewis;
but hardly as pretty in the river, when you
cannot tell what instant he may devour you !”
answered Miss Hobart.

“There, 150W! listen to him! He’s mad at
something, ” said Forepaugh. *

The old fellow raised his head above the wa-
ter and clashed his teeth together menacingly.
This action has a horrid sound, as the crocodile
has no ﬂeshy lips, and he brings his teeth and
the bones'of his mouth together with a loud
noise, like the clank of two pieces of hard
wood. ‘

“I guess he is hungry,” suggested the doc-
tor.

' “Hungry? Why, Ifed him this morning!
But wait, I’ll get him a piece of beef,” and
John brought a piece of raw beef, which
as soon as the crocodile saw he lashed his
tank and opened and shut his ponderous jaws
angrily. It was thrown to him, and, clumsy
and ungainly as be was, he caught it, and in
less than a second had devoured it, and was
looking for more.

“Now, then; ladies and gentlemen, here is
my happy family!" said Lewis, approaching a
large cage of monkeys, etc, etc.

“First, there are. two ﬂying foxes. They
hang from trees just like the fruit. They ﬂy
by means of a piece of ﬂesh attached to the
inner side of their hind legs and made fast to
a projecting bone. just as a fore and aft sail is
distended by a gaff. r

“By daytime they uspend themselves from
the highest branches of the silk cotton trees,
hanging by the claws of the hind legs, with
the head turned upward, and the chin pressed

 
against the breast. At sunset they take
Wings and light, or hover around the fruit
trees, on which they feed until morning, when
they sleep until evening.

“They often hang in such prodigious num-
bers, that the branches give way beneath their
weight, and they fall, and become an easy
prey to some wild beast. That little but there
is all I have of a number. They are very
tame, harmlem things, and will often light on
the dinner-table, and be caught by putting a
wine glass over them.

“ You all have seen chameleons before. Here
are two of them. Watch him catch them ﬂies:
It is wonderful how he moves that tongue in
and out! I suppose you know the chameleon
resembles a leaf of a tree, so closely that it is»
impossible to tell them apart.

“In that corner partition are some Ceylon ‘
spiders. I have seen those monstrous fellows .
catch a humming bird in its web, and soizing
by the thigh, saw its leg clean through. It
then caught the bird by the throat, and put an
end to its sufferings by cutting off its head.
The legs of that big fellow will cover an or-
dinary breakfast plate. The monkeys need no.
description.

“Now, my friends, especially you, doctor,
know very little about the crows of India.
They are very different from our home crows.
They are more of the vulture species. They
are perfect nuisances, and these fellows l have»
caught not so much for a curiosity, as to show
how intelligent and sharp they are. Nothing
is more common than the passage of one of
these birds across a room, lifting on the
wind some ill-guarded morsel from the dining-
table. No article, no matter what it is, is safe
from their claws or beaks. The contents of a
lady’s workbox, kid gloves and pocket-hand»
kerchiefs, vanish instantly if exposed near a,
window or open door? They open paper parcel;
to ascertain-the contents; they will undo a
knot on a napkin if it incloses anything eat»
able, and I have seen one of them extract a
peg which fastened the lid of a basket, in order
to plunder the pmvender within!

“ If one of these fellows cannot get a bone
away from a dog, another will come and divert
the animal’s attention till his black confederate
succeeds. ‘ I

“ They are as cunning as jackale, andtbat is.
sayings great deal. The jackal having bid-
den his game in the jungle, will issue there—
from with an easy air of indiﬁerence‘, and if a
man or any other enemy be in sight, will seine-
a cocoanut bush, or any other worthlessthing
in his mouth, and ﬂy at full speed as if eager
to carry off the pretended prize, returning
for the real plant at some more convenient
season!”

“Yes, jackale are very ran-ions animals!“
said Forepaugh. “Ihave seen them lay ﬂow”,
feet cocked in the air, simulating death, and
the moment you leavo them, jump on their feet,
and make away as fast as their feet can carry
them! -

“In these other cages we have my young-
tigers. In the next is aleopard, and the next
a panther, ” continued Forepaugh,nnd then tun.-
ing to a box of snakes, he said: . .-

“My number of snakes brought over m:
trip are very small. These two are specimens
of the python tribe, a branch of the boa-cone
stricter family. but a very poor relation com-
pared tc the Singapore or South American.
varieties. It generally lies coiled up, its head
upon a deer path, so that it can see both ways,
and its tail tightly wound around a small tree
as a purchase. In fact it sets itself, as it were,
completely in a trap. ' _

“ It is the most curiousepecimenofasnake in
the world, and the old story about we on:
with nine lives has a living example in a python. '

“ I met one. just in the position I have de-
scribed, and I sent a bullet through its head.
which only seemed to paralyze it, and nothing
that I could do in the. way of exterminating in
seemedtohsve any further effect upon it, and it
was very difficult for me to say when it was
dead. It took two stout nativesto carryvit.

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back to camp, lashed by the head and tail to a
strong pole, round which it kept writhing like
a great big animated corkscrew. It measured
just about as much as this fellow. That is,

ﬁfteen feet in length, the circumference at its

thickest part being equal to that of o. well-
grown man’s thigh!" finished Sam.

" I have met them very often in my travels,
and am surprised to see how quick they can
move,” said Gray.

“ They are a very valuable snake, are they
not?" asked the minister.

“ Yes; I forgot to say that they are looked
upon by some of the tribes of India as a direct
descendant of the ‘evil snake,’ or snake that
contains sin, and a curious superstition exists
that if you can kill one instantly your sins and
the sins of all your family, who are present
within sunrise and sunset of the day of his
death, will be absolutely and entirely forgiven,”
answered Forepaugh.

“ A very peculiar superstition; but talking of
superstitions, Mr. Forepuugh,rlid you ever know
that some of the tribes of India, believe the
Cheetah to be awild, sin-stained son of their
God, who has been set loose to kill the pure and

‘ innocent, and that is the reason they believe he

‘ which. springs the Cingalese saying,

 
' delights in seeking out and killing sheep?” asked

Miss Hobart. ,
" “ No, I never heard of that before," answered
one or two of the party. i. ,

“ Well, it is a fact, and the celebrated tem- ‘

ple of Mehintelle, which was built in the ﬁrst
era of Christianity, upon a rock one thousand
feet in hight, and which is ascended by sixteen
hundred stops, it is supposed1 was built by the
Cheetahs’ forefathers, which were suppOsed to
have been more of men than beasts.”

, “ Well. that is a very peculiar superstition,

sure enoughl” said the doctor.

“ Very!” answered the captain; “ but, as
we will soon be in sight of Ceylon, suppoee we
adjourn to the saloon!”

And adjourn to the saloon it was, while the
good old' “Admiral” carried her load of wild
and civilized freight as if totally unconscious
of her burden.

 
CHAPTER XlI.
()an -- Pancious s’romcs -— ELEPHANT’S

“TOOTH-ACRES, 1:10., are. —- surnns'rrnons

ounious AND STRANGE.

.I'r ’WAB’ just sunset, as the “ Admiral"
steamed into the roads of Gallo, and the ships
at anchor in the harbor could bedistinctly
seen. The breenos and spicy odors of the
Island of Ceylon could bedistinctly smelt in
the cool evening wind, waited across the ship.
Hardly had the anchor been dropped when
aboard came natives, selling everything you
can think of, from a banana to a precious stone
worth hundreds of rupees. ..

, Ceylon is, as every one possibly knows, cele-
brated for its real gems, and almost as much
for the wonderful imitations offered for sale by
the natives. Some are made in England and
exported, but many are made there and in

‘ ,lnrlia, and are far better in appearance than

the English, or even those of Paris. '
0n tht deck of the Admiral there was a

“couple of halfbaked Indians, who produced

from itheir waist-cloths rubies, sapphires and
emeralds, for which they asked from one to
four thousand rupees, and gratefully would
tuke a quarter or one-eighth as much for the
whole lot, if closely pressed. The boats that
these native: use’ are very long and narrow,
with an enormous outrigger and large sail, and
when it is very rough nearly the whole of the
crew of the boat go out one by one, and sit on
the outrigger to keep it in the water, from
“One
man, two men, four men breeze.”

The following morning, early, most of the

passengers went ashore “to stretch their legs,”

as they said, and our party of hunters and
Miss Hobart, accompanied by the doctor, who
was very attentive and sweet on her, went to
the Oriental Company’s hotel to try a break-
fast on shore, and from its windows watch the
passersby. = ~

  
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Menagerle Hunters.
Each race of the'lsluud of Ceylon diﬂers as
to the manner of carrying a load. A Tamil
cooley prefers carrying his on the top of his
head. A Cingalese makes use of a “pinge,”
an elastic piece of wood placed across one
shoulder, toeither end of which their burden
is attached. Moormen carry theirs on their
back. with a strap round the head, after the
fashion of English porters before light carts
came into use; '

One old Tamil porter came up to Fore—
paugh and, looking at him for a minute or so,
salunmed in his peculiar fashion, and said, in
his nutive’language, which Sam understood:

“ Does the l‘ajllll remember Koohi?”

“ No, I can’t say that I do,” answers Sam.

“ No? Very funny! Koohi was with the
rajuh at Tissa Waha Rama. when rajah killed
elephant!”

“ Oh, yes; I remember you now! How do you
do?” said Sam, extending his hand.

“Very poor. Elephant killel me. No use!"
replied the old fellow in a crying manner.

“Elephant killed him means he got too old
to do elephant hunting, and he was thrown
aside for a. younger man!” explained Sam. and
then continued: “ Ircmemher the old fellow very
well now. He was an elephant doctor, a. very
common clues of people in Ceylon ; but us the ele—
phant seldom has anything but u toothache, I
don’t see how so many of them live."

“A toothache? Sam, l never heard of that
before! A good chance for me!’ laughingly
replied the doctor. v

“ Oh, yes: (\lcphants have what is called
toothnclies, and they sometimes are driven
nearly crazy with them. This malady, of
course, orly attacks the tushes, stunted apolo-
gies for teeth growing straight downward from
the upper jaw. Upon these small insects es-
tablish themselves, building little holes and eat-
ing deeply into the ivory; and, though the
tushes are said to have no nerves, causing their
owners as much anguish as would make any
dentist happy. In their terrible moments of
pain elephants frequently break them short off
by knocking them against the trees, and yet the
originator of their troubles, strange Io say, has
never been seen by mortal eyes. it would be
impossible. of course, to see them without a
microscope; but before the tusb can be extract-
ed and delivered to some scientiﬁc individual,
the insect has disappeared, leaving only its
hard, scaly abode and deep holes in the ivory.
which in well developed cases looks like a cab
huge stalk gnawed by rabbits!”

“ Well, how do these men doctor them .2" in-
quired the doctor.

“ in the wild state the elephant is very heal-
thy; indeed, it has always been a mystery h0w
and when they die. No corpses have ever been
found except such as have come to violent ends.
In captivity they are often sick from tooth-
ache or a few other ills, and, if the former, the
doctor, by means of some soothing gibberish,
gets near enough to the elephant, who is al-
ready chained, and pulls the tooth out. In
fact, an elephant who is in pain or sick can be
very easily managed by one of these men, as
they seem to understand each other very Well,
and have even been known to‘ sleepond' live
constantly among a herd of tame elephants,
just for the purpose of gaining their friendship
and kindly consideration l" answered Fore-
paugb.

The old doctor was given a rupee, and
walked oﬁ? while Sam and the party still on-
joyed the breezes from the veranda.

“ Why, there is a tame bear!” exclaimed the
doctor,

“Yes; but a very unusual occurrence on
this island," said Miss Hobart. “The bears of
Ceylon you are not fortunate enough tofall
in with in the daytime. They prowl around
principally in the night. There is no animal
on this island that is more dreaded by the na-
tives than the bear, These formidable animals,
rarely losing an opportunity of attacking any
single individual who crosses their path, and
they have been kno‘wn to cautiously and very

 
silently approach a native’s cabin, and quietly

 
picking up a sleeping child, carry it away,
while the parents were sound eslccp. Casual-
ties are of frequent occurrence “here these
beastslivc, and I have often met with poor
wretches in the most sorrowful state of muti-
lation; the whole of the integuments of the
(ace, lips, nose, and eyes, having been turn, or
sucked 011‘ by these bloodthirsty creatures!”
I remember one very sad case: A young
Tamil girl, a very pretty, bright creature,
whom I had often met in my stay in the
ancient capital of Ceylon, and had grown to
be very fond of, was engaged to be married to
a youth a few years cldcr than-herself. It
was a Lure love match, as they were devotedly
attached to either, and could he often seen
walking hand in hand, through the streets.
W'ell, the “eddingday was ﬁxed, and Iwas
invited, and had promised to present the bride
with a young iiger’s skin, an omen of good
luck. But during the night a bear had walked
into her parent's cabin, and carried her off to
the jungle, and the Wedding mmning was the
day of her death. Her body was found about a
half a mile from her house, so mutilated and
torn as to be only recognizable by herdressnnd
silver armlets. Her poor lover becomes hope-
less maniac, roamed oﬂ into the woods, and
was never seen again, aid to this day—that
was four years ago—the natives believe he
appears, on the anniversary of their marriage,
in a cloud, bearing her in his arms, and they
hold a feast, and go through all the forms of
the marriage ceremony, to please them, when
the natives say they disappear, and are not
seen again until the following yearl”
, “How pretty and yet how sad!” said the
doctor. “These peculiar superstitions partake
more of ancient witchcrafteryl"

“ Oh, yes! beliefs in witches are quite preva—
lent, and there is hardly a village on this

old woman, ﬁrmly believed to’be a witch,
Others, either young or old, are believth m
have an evil eye; and as in Scotland .‘l n c
centuries ago, there are also witch—finders, £01“
carers, who sell charms, cast nativities, give
divinations, or ward off the evil eﬂorts of
wizards and witches by powerful spoils. When
a Wealthy man has a child born, the 'nativr-s
cast the birth of the infant on some auspicious
day, and believe in the luck of that day, as
assuring the child a happy future!” said Miss
Hobart, in reply.

“ Oh yes, I know of very many well antinu-
ticated stories about these people’s belief in
witchesl" said Gray. “A friend of mine who
has published several very interesting articles
on this subject once narrated to me a very
peculiar instance that barre under his observa—
tion, in relation to these creatures.

“He said, ‘I remember a man coming to
me on yore occasion from the village of Kup-
poor puckee. He rushed up to where I was
, sitting in the veranda, threw, himself at my
1 feet, with tears streaming down his cheeks,
and amid loud cries for pity and help, told me
that his wife had just low bewitched. Get-
ting him somewhat soothed and paciﬁed, I
learned that a reputed witch lived next door
to his house; that she and the man's wife had
quarreled in the morning about some repiw
cums.’—pepper-pots—which the witch'was (1y-
ing to steal from his garden; that in the own
ing as his wife was washing herself inside lhl‘
little court-yard “pertaining to his house, she
was seized with cram s andshivering fits and
was now in“a raging ever! that the witch had
also been bathing at the same time, and that
the water from her body had splashed over
this man’s fence, and part of it had come in
contact with his wife’s body, hence this
strange poession. ,He wished me to send ser-
vants at once and have the witch. seized, beat-
en, and expelled‘ from the village. It would
have been no use‘my trying to persuade him
that no witchcraft exisited. So I gave him a
good dose of quinine for his wife which‘she
was to take'as soon as the ﬁt subsided. Next
day I got my old Moonshe, or native writer,

 
to write some Persian characters on a piece of

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paper; I then gave him this paper, muttering

a bit of English rhyme at the time, and

telling him this was a powerful spell. I told
him to take three hairs from his wife’s head,
and a paring from her thumb nail and at the

iising of the moon to burn them outside the ‘

walls of his but. The poor fellow took the
quinine and the paper with the deepest rever-
onCe, made me a most lowly salaam or obei-
sauce, and departed with a light heart. He
carried out my instruciions to the letter, the
quinine acted like a charm on the feverish wo-
man, and I found myself quite a famous
witch-doctor? "*

“What silly nonsenco!" said the captain,
who had joined the party in time to hear Mr.
Gray‘s narrative. .

“Why silly! Captain, you ought to know
there is no race of people Iiving'who are not
more or less superstitious,” said the docto'r,
"sailors especially. They will never sail on
Friday, will not allow a messmate to whistle on
shipboard, for fear of getting up a girls, and
hes-ides we are all of us more or less inclined
that way. Then why should not these poor
ignorant people who believe in a stone God,
and worship images nave some superstition in
their body?” v

“Stop! stop! Doe, I did not intend to raise
your ire; I simply made use of the expression
to show my opinion of it, but I know of a case
of superstition which, as I knew all the parties,
I am able to vouch for as being an actual oc—
currence,” said the captaimand then told the
following story: _

“ A young man of the working classes who
lived in the town where I was born, and who
was in easy circumstances, married his cousin,
a remarkably pretty girl. They seemed to
have no earthly distress, but to live solely for
each other. She paﬁsed for a model of conjugal
aﬂeclion and contentment, and he was greatly
esteemed. Early one morning in January he
had todrive a load of corn to a neighboring
village. He started at the peep of day, and as
he was passing a bridge over a river near his
home, a man leaped into the cart and stabbed
him. Gauthier, for that was his name, jumped
out of the cart; a violent struggle ensued; he
received ﬁve or six thrusts of a knife, but at
last he put the assassin to ﬂight. lie by and
by fainted, however, from loss of blood, and
was found nameless on,the road; but be revived
and was bandaged in a farm house, carried
heme in the course of the day, and put to bed
by his afﬂicted wife, to whom, as well as the
neighbors, be said that from the imperfect
light, he had been unable to distinguish the
features of his assailant.

“ Nevertheless, suspicion rested on a relative
of his own,u maker of wooden shoes, by the
name of Morendon, who had been for about
two years a widower, and had, it seems, been
observed to pay particular attentionsto his
cousin's handsome helpmate. The magistrate
ordered an investigation; they found a few
drops of blood on Marandon’s clothes, and it
was proved that he spent the night of the at
tack away from home, but Gauthier renewed
his denial of having recognized the assassin,
and treated the charge against his friend and
kiusmnn with utter contempt, so the man
was dismissed and the affair remained a
mystery. Three weeks passed. Gauthier re—
covered and the first visit be paid was to
the magistrate. He now said that he
had Perfectly recognized Mirandon as his
assailant; but that knowing the charm or
imwer he possessed in his Gaul, which had
come from an Indian sea captain, he felt sure
if he swore against him, he would be per-
Pelually troubled, and when he died, he
would never have any peace. he magistrate
tried to persuade him out of the idea and
allow the law to take its course, but he said
“ not" That although he knew Mirandon tried

, to put him out of the way,to gain possession

of his wife, he would sooner sbe shouldgowith
humus hard a blower: it would be to him,

* A well authenticated incident as narrated by
Mr. James Inglis, in his articles on indie. I

 
than try to punish any man who wore such a
terrible charm as an East Indian Gaul. The
magistrate, a stem old fellow, had Gauthier
locked up, arrested Marandon, but when they
went to his cell to bring him out, he was dead;
he had committed suicide, rather than prose-
cute a man who wore a charm! Now. if that
is not superstition, I do not know what is!”
ﬁnished the captain.

“Yes, but here we have, in Ceylon, a super-
stition that is bred in the bone, and takes the
form of a second nature,” said Mr. Gray. “ i
have seen many such cases. A blight attacks
the melon or cucumbcr’heds; a ﬁerce wind
arises during the night and shakes half the
mangoes off the trees; the youngest child is
attacked with teething or convulsions; the
plow bullock is accidentally lamed, or the
favorite cm refuses to give milk. In every
case it is some ‘Dyne ’ or witch that has been
at work with her damnable spells and charms.
I remember a case in which a poor little child
had had convulsions. The ‘Ojah’ or witch-
ﬂuder, in this case a fat greasy knave, was sent
for. Full of importance and blowing like a
porpoise, he came and caused the child to be
brought to him, under a tree in the village.
I was passing at the time, and stopped out
of curiosity. He spread a tattered cloth
in front of him, and muttered some un—
intelligible gibberish, uncsasingly making
strange passes with his arms. He put down a
number of articles on his cloth, which was
villainously tattered and greasy, such as an
unripe plantain, a handful of rice, of parched
peas, a thigh bone, two wooden cups, so’me
balls, etc., etc, all ‘of which he kept moving
about, keeping up the passes and muttering all
the time. The child was a sickly-looking pi.
ning sort of creature, rocking about in evident
pain, and moaning and' fretting just as sick
children do. Gradually its attention got ﬁxed
on the strange antics going on. The Ojah
kept muttering away quicker and quicker, con-
stantly shifting the bone and cups and other
articles on the cloth. His bod y “as covered with
perspiration, but in half an hour the child had
gone off to sleep, and attended by some dozen
old women, and the anxiom father was home
03 in triumph to the house."

“ Singular shrewdness! It is a wonder the
natives do not see through these tricks!” said
the earl’s daughter.

“That explains it in anntshelll” said Mr.
Gray. “They are too thick-headed and dull
of comprehension to view itany other way
than as a dispensation from their Providence,
and these old rascals live and grow fat upon
their ignorance!"

CHAPTER XIII.
SHIP DETAINED—HUTIN‘Y IN INDIA,

THE group found the sun unpleasantly hot,
and went inside of this huge caravansary,
“The Great Hotel.” Rooms were secured for
a day’s rest in preference to going aboard the
ship, as the captain had been that morning in-
formed Lhat his vessel must remain, with other
steamers, to carry troops to Calcutta, unless
the English transport vessels expected to arrive,
came in within twenty-four hours. '

As soon as they had secured their rooms, the
manager asked them to select their servants,
and he pointed to a‘ score or more of natives,
who had ﬁled in from a court-yard, and form-
ed in line like a company of soldiers. The
manager explains that each one of the company
is to have a servant for his exclusive employ-
ment, and that the rate to be paid is one En-
glish shilling daily per man. They select their
men, and send them to the steamer for their
hand luggage, and then retire to the ,cool of
their rooms, where an old English soldier visits
them, and politely doﬂing his hat, says:

“Ladies and gentlemen, I was a soldier with
General Havolock during the mutiny, and lam
alllin pieces, just kept together by bits of flesh,
sewed together as‘it is. I‘was with the Ma—
dras Fusileers, under the command of Colonel
Neill, which was the first regiment to reach
Calcutta, at the time of the mutiny in 1857; we

1

 
arrived late one afternoon, and immediately
proceeded to the railway station. The train
for Ranegunge was about starting, and there
would be no other train for tweuty~fonr hours.
Colonel Neill asked for ten minutes’ delay, and
promised to have his men and baggage aboard
at the end of that time. The station—master
refused, and said the train must leave immedi-
ately! '

“ ‘ Give me only ﬁve minutes!’ said Colonel
Neill.

“ ‘No,’ answered the station-master, and he
raised his hand to give the signal for departure.
Colonel Neill seized the hand, and, ladies and
gentlemenl I was right beside him, and saw it
with my eyes; as I was saying, Colonel Neill
seized his hand, and startled the station-master
with the announcement of, ‘ I arrest you!’ and,
then turning to me said, ‘ McFadden, take
charge of this manl’ while two soldiers at the
same time jumped on the locomotive; and by‘
this delay, gentlemen—or, rather, I should say
ladies first. Ladies and gentlemen, by holding.
on to that man, and detaining him, our regi-
ment was enabled toreach Beneres a few hours
before the time set upon for amutiny of the
native garrison; and I, sits and demos, am now
a wreck, gladly appreciating any small favors:
extended to me, by those who sleep, eat, drink,
and weep under the British ﬂag!"

And bowing very politely, he held his hot at
arm’s length, until he had received aboutsix or
seven shillings, when away he went, to practice
his art upon some other arrivals by the “ Ad~
miral,” who, hearing of the possibility of their
being left there, until the steamer made a re—
turn trip to Calcutta, with British native
troops, had all ﬂocked ashore.

Whether he had ever been in the mutiny or
not is a problem, but that the incident he
made the means of gaining him a few shillings.
was a fact there is no question of doubt.

One cannot travel in India without seeing
much of the army, and in fact you can hardly
read or think of one without including the
latter. Formerly, that is before the mutiny,. ’,
in 1857, the army was largely composed of
native soldiers, and when the news of the out»
break at Meerut reached Allahabad on the
12th of May, 1857, the garrison did not con-7
tain a single. Englishrsoldier, except the mega»-
zine staﬂ of less than a dozen. Six! hundred
native troops and their'omcers composed the
garrison. This was the point wherethe mu-
tiny originated in the South, and as such been.
histo‘rical signiﬁcance. The troops made the
mast earnest protestations of loyalty, and lie—‘-
manded to be led against the mnﬁneers of the
North. Arc-port of their offer wastelemphed.
to the Governor-General, who answered it with
a commendatory,mersege. This was read to
the soldiers on ran-ado, and received with 
cheers. The ofﬁcers were convinced that the
regiment would stand by its colors, and when.
the parade was over they returned to their:
quarters in calm security. At nine o'clock»
that evening the regiment arose as one man,
murdered its ofﬁcers, and then proceeded to
the town, where they were joined by the
whole population. Every European thatcmild.
be found was slaughtered, every house or shop,
or other building belonging to the hated

/

foreigner was plundered, and every woman and. 1

child with a white face terribly butchered.
This feeling of prejudice against the Eon»
peun races has not'by any means subsided, al-
though it only breaks out dccnsionally.
As a few years ago, while I was standing on

' the porch of the Great Eastern Hotel at Cal;

outta, whose extent is only equaled by iis
wretchedness as an inn, 3 half—breed English
native approached me—one whom I had met
previously at the King of Onde’s palace—and
we got into a general conversation. [remem-
ber distinctly his saying:

“ If my children grow up with any love for-
Englend in their breast, I want to see ‘them ,
dead, as e'have had nothing but tax-“015'
burdens, nd cruelties from the Engdish. And
like the Indians of your country, we have no.
love for the English." I

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it is even so. my young friends; and if my
space was not limited, I would take you inside
many of the temples of this great country and
show you transactions, and let you hear con-
versations. that would convince you that be-
fore you grow old, and have grandchildren,
India will again rifle and wipe out the Euro-
peans who are grinding her people to their last
i'arthing.

After the English soldier had ﬁnished his
narrative and left, the captain turned to the
moup and laughingly remarked:

“ Ladies and gentlemen, these beggars of In-
dia are as thick as the dogs of Constantinople,
but it is very exceptionalto see an English-
:man begging, although I remember, some four
years ago, I was in charge of a vessel coming
into Calcutta, and when off the Sandboads,
at the mouth of the 1-100eg branch of the
Ganges, my lookout at the mast—head discov-
ered a small boat, with an oar planted in its
center, to which was attached a signal of dis-
tress, in, the shape of a white sheet. We im-
mediately steamed toward it, and when within
sighting distance discovered that it contained
‘a -female, a woman of about thirty years of
age, in the yellow side of life. I stopped my
vessel, had a boat lowered, and took her
aboard, apparently in a starved and weak con-
dition. Our surgeon, a kind old English phy-
sician, and the lady passengers, among whom
was the daughter of a very wealthy Ameri—
can, who, accompanied by her father, was vis—
iting India for the first time, restored her to
consciousness, gave her a handsome outﬁt of
clothing, and then asked her how she came to
be at seain an open boat. She stated that her
husband was a wealthy planter on the Nepaul

' frontier, and that she had been kidnapped by

natives for a ransom, but that she was obstin-
ate, refused to sign the papers necessary to se-
cure the bounty from her husband, and that
they had set her adrift in an open boat.

v “The passengers’ sympathies were enlisted
by her sad tale, and with bitter denunciations
against the native robbers, she was presented
with some thousand pounds, and, placed under
the protection of the Governor-Generals Secre-

' tary for transportation to her home. I thought

nothing more of the accident, although I occa-
sionally rehearsed it for the beneﬁt of my pas—
sengers until about one year afterward, when
I was talking to a number of brother shippers
in Liverpool, and happened to mention this

, circumstance, as showing the cruelty and de-

pravity of the criminal class of India, when an

old skipper named Captain Carter, who had
sailed into Calcutta many and many a time,
became very inquisitive,.and after hearing a
full description of the woman, and her story
pronounced her an iniposture, and then in-
forde me that she had played the same game

,on his vessel, and obtained money and cloth-

ing in the same way. Upon my return again
to Calcutta, I made diligent inquiries and as-
certained that she was a shrewd English con-
ﬁdence operator, who with her husband lived
in the suburbs of the city; but that they had,
or must have, become pretty well of! with the
proceeds of their undertakings, and had left on
a sailing-vessel for the United States.”

“A sharp, shrewd woman, I should say,”
said the doctor.

“ Yes, but hardly as sharp as the American
I heard of, who landed here some six months
ago, and pretended that he was an agent of the
United States Government, and had come to
place Confederate bonds on the market, as there
was a bill for their payment new in the hands
or a special Committee of Congress, and they
would be paid dollar for dollar. He realized
abont ﬁfty thousand American dollars, and
skipped out!” said Mr. Gray.

“ Yes, but how could people be such fools i”
said the minister.

“Why, the fellow had. forged letters of
introduction from the President of the United
States, the Secretary of the Treasury, and
threoor four prominent bankersand he pre-
tended the matter was a private speculation,
and therefore there were fools enough to

 
~ The Menagerie Hunters.

 
swallow his bait, and be caught,” added Mr.
Gray. ,

“So the old adage that there is a fool born
every hour holds good now, as well as it did
years agol" said the captain.

“Yes, only that the fools born now 'seem
more foolish than those born years ago!" added
the captain.

Just at this instant the manager of the hotel
entered the room, and politely bowing, pre-
sented Captain Forbes with an official envel-
ope.

The captain hastily opened it, and turning '

to the group, who with anxious faces were ex-
pecting something in the way of news, they
did not know what, said:

“Friends, I am in for itl Here is an order
from the Indian Government through the Gov-
ernor-General for me to remain here and carry
a load of native troops to Calcutta. It is too
bad, but it cannot be helped.”

“ Can’t be helped! that be blowedl We have
paid our passage to London and expect to go
there! I for one shall hold your owners re-
sponsible!” said Sam Forepaugh, angrily.

“That would be of no service to you, Mr.
Forepaugh. Do you not know that all English
vessels, especially those of the Royal Mail line,
are subject to the orders of the Queen or her
Government, and if necessary must, if even at
Sea, turn about and do the bidding of any of
her representative ministers or governors? It
is a hard law tor passengers, but, then, passen-
gers are supposed to be loyal subjects of her
majesty the queen, and are expected to submit
tamely to any of her orders!” said Captain
Forbes.

“Yes, that’s all right, in case of war, but
there's/ no war in India now!” said John
Lewis.

“ No warl Why, Mr. Lewis, this country is
always in a state of war, and is governed en—

tirer by military rule, so it is as much at War

as if it was in open arms against the Mother
Country l” answered the doctor.

“ Well, it is mighty tough! That’s all I
have got to say, and, like the boy that got
spanked, 1 must say, ‘ I hope it will never oc-
cur again l’ ” added Forepnugh.

Immediately they all returned to the vessel,
and made arrangements for the conveyance of
their baggage and animals ashore.

 
As soon as the “ Admiral ” had made her trip
to Calcutta, and returned to the Island of Cey—
lon, she took aboard again her crew of passengers
and animals, arid returned on' her trip to Lon-
don.-

A variety of events had taken place dur—
ing this short trip. The doctor had found that
Miss Fanny Hobart was indispensable to his
future happiness, and a short courtship and a
merry one followed, and by the aid of a mine
ister they returned to England as man and
wife.

John Gray went into the employ of the Bri-
tish Government at a good salary, and Sam
Forepaugh and Lewis returned to England
with their animals, while Dame Rumor asserted
that the captain’s charges—the wrestler’s
daughters—had been adopted by him, and that
as he had plenty of money, he gave up the sea
and settled down to a quiet life of peace and
happiness, while our friends, the jugglers,
came to the United States under the charge of
a theatrical agent, and found us, as a people,
generous and open-handed and ﬁnally went
back to India Well satisﬁed with the color of
American gold.

if it! a! 4* *9 * i

Now, my‘ young friends, I trust you have
found in this book sufﬁcient to interest you, as
Ihave labored hard to tell you nothing but
actual occurrences and facts about India that
have never before been in public print, only
excepting where I have made reference to
them. Hoping we may meet again, and be
mutually entertained, vie have come, in this
story, to ‘ ‘

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l4 Adrift on the Prairie. and Amateur Hunter. on the
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Snow-Shoe Tom; or, New York Boys in the Wilderness. A

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Yellow Hair. the Boy Chief of the Pawnees. The A d- 

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The Fortune-Hunter; or, Roving Joe as Minor, Cow-Boy,

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Captain Ralph, the Young Explorer; or. The Centipede
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The Young Bear Hunters. A Story of the Hays and Mishap?
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6 Smart Sim. the Lad with a Level Head; or, Two Boys
who were “ Bounced." By Edward Willett.
Old Tar Knuckle and His Boy Chums; or, The Monsters
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The Settler's Son; or, Adventures in Wilderness and Clim-
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The Ice Elephant: or, The Castaways of the Lone Coast. 7 3/
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California Joe, The Mysterious Plaiusman.
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