The Dorset County Express and Agricultural Gazette.
Dorchester, Dorset, England, 1865-01-10 00:00:00

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who had assembled in force, dispensed in prosnit,but Mr.
Cotton's party now left alone. soon after saw KOlllO people
running throngh • cholam field in alarm, Rome of ehom
climbed up. stack of newly.cut corn, where they were
aseailed by the tiger, and two of them pulled down.
Mr. Cotton and his two companions immediately went
to the rescue, and Mr. Cotton attempted to fire, bet his
rifle unfortunately missing fire the tiger sprang upon
Mr. Johnston, who had also fired a shot, and, mixing
him by the back, wounded him fearfully. Mr. Cotton
then attacked the tiger with the butt end of his gun
until it broke, and the tiger, leaving Mr. Johnrton,
seized Mr. Cotton by the arm, snapping it, and inflict-
ing some grievous wounds. Mr. Charles Cotton (a
youth recently arrived from England) then advanced
with a revolver, and while the tiger held his brother by
the arm, lodged five balls in the •itimal'e head, which
enabled the two sufferer", to get away. The tiger crept
into the stack of choleam, from I,IIISOII be was soon after
brought out dead. Mr. William Cotton was carried
into Kurnool, a distance of about 25 miles, where he
was attended by Dr. Kees, who found both bones broken
a little below the elbow, and several deep wounds in-
flicted by the tiger's teeth. Until these are in • better
state the arm cannot be fully set, bat by the last
accounts (27th ult.) the patient was doing well. Mr.
Johnston, whose wounds it is feared are of a more
dangerous character, was usable to be moved, and Dr.
Kees went out to attend him. Of the two natives, one
had been brought into Kurnool in a better state than
was anticipated—the other was on his way. The first
two balls from the revolver penetrated the skull. Mr.
Charles Cotton then fired the remaining three into the
tiger's mouth, which induced him to loofa his hold, and
made him reel back. To the cool decision displayed by
these three young men (unpractised in the Shikarie's
art), under trying circumetances, may be attributed
their escaping with their lives, as well as the rescue of
the two natives."
PRESENTATION OP A CLIPPER TO GENERAL
M'CLELLAN.—The New York correspondent of the
Boston Journal writee,that " A company of gentlemen in
this city has fitted up a fast Mail•g sipper ship in elegant
style, placed on board every conceivable luxury, manned
her completely with • fins crew, put her in charge of
one of our ablest captains, and tendered her to Geteral
George B M'Clellan for one year, to sail where be will
with his family and friends—the entire expense to he
borne by the gentlemen."
AN ADVENTURE IN TFIE BUSR.—Mr. J. P. Donnelly,
who is on a visit to Messrs. C. and C. A. Brown, at
Matapiro, had last month • narrow escape from a "very
unpleasant position." Finding himself alone at the
home stat.on on the afternoon of the 24th June, Mr.
Donnelly determined to go to the out-station at the
west end about ten miles off, with the intention of
enjoying some pig bunting on the following day. He
accordingly started with his blankets, and fortunately,
a piece of bread and a pocket-flask of inaptly ; and
having only at the last moment thought of taking the
bread (the outstation being short of flour at the time,)
he carried it in his band instead of packing it on the
saddle. Having started somewhat late in the afternoon,
darkness overtook him when among the small hills
about three miles from the out-station ; and is the
"where" is not an easy place for estranger to find in the
daytime, Mr. Donnelly thought it would be useless to
attempt it by night; so he returned on his tracks, and
reached the Matapiro Fist in safety. About this fiat
he appears to have wandered for three or four hours,
when on his hone refusing to proceed, he got off and
tried to lead the animal, carefully feeling his way step
by step, when in an instant he found himself hanging
over he knew not what, with every choice of pulling
the horse on to him. He let go the bridle and fell, or
rather partly slipped and partly fell over 40 feet, when
he was brought up by • small piece of flat a few yards
wide, very much bruised, but no bones broken. He
expended the few matches in exploring the location,
but finding he could make nothing of it he resigned
himself to his fate, and pawed a miserable night,
waiting for morning. It rained hard, and the wind was
high, so that it was all he could do to keep his limbs
from chilling by rubbing first one and then another,
while his ankle being slightly strained did not mend
matters. When day broke, he found himself part of
the way down the precipitous banks of the Ngaruoro.
He could go about 100 yards each way ; but there was
the precipice above, and a fearful fall below of 200 feet
on to the shingle. He found a place where, by going
down a hole like a chimney, he could get at • tiny
stream of water, but could see no way out. He passed the
whole of the 25th in trying to climb up first one place and
then another—" cooeying" without intermission—with,
however, not the smallest probability of anyone hearing
him. He managed to put up a small shelter about two
feet high, and, hoping for better luck next day, passed
another miserable night. On the 26th he tried to make
a flax rope, but the flax was all rotten, and the heavy
stones with which he first tried his manufactures
invariably broke them, so he again paced his limbs
backwards and forwards, trying firet one place and then
another, as before, occasionally going down the chimney
to replenish his flask with water. He felt very thirsty,
but not at all hungry, eating very sparingly of his
bread. This day he fancied he saw some men trying to
catch a horse, and " 000 eyed" more repeatedly than
ever ; but the horses and men werecell cabbage trees,
and night closed in upon him with no" improvement in
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his prospects. On the 27th he agai commenced his
weary pacing up and down, and frui esti attempts to
to climb up the face of the precipm , till about noon
he found himself growing weaker, add then resolved to
try one last chance—that was either safety or certain
death. He bad seen the place at first, but left it as
quite a lest resource, the chances being so very great
against succeas. At the end of one of his boundaries
there was a shelf of clay, leaning at a very considerable
angle, and extended more than one hundred yards.
At the end of this the bank was not quite so steep, and
there were come shrubs growing. Mr. Donnelly having
I made up his mind that the time was come, took off his
1 boots and socks, tied his garments closely to his limbs,
I commended his soul to God, and started. Step by step
' he out a foothole with his pocket-knife—the least shake
in the clay, the least slip of a foot, would have launched
him into eternity. An hour passed—he was still safe—
still working steadily on. In another half hour he lud
reached the shrub, and in ten minutes more was on the
bank, thanking God for his escape from a " very
unpleasant position." Mr. Donnelly is a good deal
bruised, and considerably reduced, but otherwise not
much the worse for his adventure.—Hawkee's Bay
Herald.