Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1845-07-10

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to grind up Frencamen. If yon do,
you won't have me TO love you any
more" ~ tFS
! This singular animal was so fond Of
caresses and play, that If her conpan-
ion sat many minutes without noticing
her, she would put her paw in his lap
to attract attention. Several days
passed thus. @
| The panther was always successful
in her excursion for food, and always
returned fell of affection and Joy; she
became used to all the infections Of the
soldiers voice, and. understood the ex-
pressions of his face. Sometimes he
amused his weary hours by counting
the spots on her golden fur, and observ-
ing how beautiful they were shaded;
she showed no displeasure even when
he held her by the tail to count the
splendid white and black rings, that
glittered in the sunshine like precious
stones. 1t was pleasure to look upon
the graceful outlines OF her form. the
CLASSY smoothness Of her neck and the
majestic carriage Of her head. She
delegated him most when she was in a
holic. Her extreme gracefulness and
agility as. she glided swiftly along,
jumped, bounded, and rolled over and
over, was truly surprising. When she
was darling up the rocky eminence at
her swiftest speed, she would stop sud.
denly and beautifully as the French
man called "Mignonue."
One day a very large bird sailed
through the air over their heads. In
the desert any thing that his life is in
tenscly interesting. The Frenchman
quilted the painter to watch the hight
OF the birds as he slowly and heavily
famed the air. In few minutes the
Sultana Of the desert began to growl
"She is certainly jealous" thought the
soldier, as he looked at her fierce and
glittering eyes. They gazed intelligi-
bly, at each other-and the proud CO.
quette leaped as she felt his hand upon
her head: her eyes flashed like lighting,
and she shut them hard. s.
"The creature must have SOUL
!, exclaimed the Frenchman.
+ This account was given me by the
soldier himself. while was admirins
f the ,dociIlty ofthe powerful animal il
the menagerie at Paris. 81 do no
know" continued the narrator, "what
had done to displease Mignonne 81
much-or whether the creature was
merely in sport--but she turned ane
snapped her teeth at me, and seizee
hold of my leg. She did without VIC
lence--but thinking she was about >tc
devour me, plunged my dagger into
her neck the poor creature rolled over
'uttering- a.cry that foze nay heart. She
. made no attempt to revenge nay blow
but looked mildly upon me In her dying
agony. l would have given all tht
world to have recalled her to life. !
4 was as if | had murdered friend. Some
French soldiers, who discovered my
, signal, found me some hours after
) wards weeping by the side Of her deae
body"
sAh. well," said he after mournfu
siIence,"I have been in the wars o
| Germany, Spain, Prussia, and France
but never have seen any thing tha
produced such sensations as the desert
, oh, how beautiful it was!"
"What feelings did it excileT askeal
"Feeliags that are not TO be spoken
replied the soldier solemnly. 81 d.
not always regret my cluster of pain
| trees and my panther; but sometimes
their remembrance make me sad; il
the desert there is every thing and ther'
) is nothing"
! "What do you mean by that?"
II cannot tell" said he, impatiently
. after pause he added, "God is there
without man"