Sunbury American and Shamokin journal. [volume] (Sunbury, Northumberland Co., Pa.) 1840-1848, 1845-04-26
Fight between n BuIiocts ana n Tiger.

take place III June next"
Fight between BuIiock and n Tiger.
1t was terrible to hear the means Of the
wretchcd bullock when h" tiger approached.
He would run to the end OF his rope, making a
desperate effort 10 break it, and then lie down
shaking in every limb, and believing in the
most pileous manner. The tiger saw him
plain enough, but suspecting something wrong
he walked growing round the tree, as ifhe did
not observe him. AT last he made his fatal
spring, with horrid Shrek rather than a roar.
| could hear the tortured bullock struggling un-
der hun, u,,cring faint cries, which became
more and more feeble every instant, and then
the heavy breathing, half growl, halt snort, of
the monster, as he hung TO his neck, sucking
his lite's blood. know not what possessed me
at this moment, but could not resist the tenn
taton of shot. crept up softly within ten
yards OF him, and knecIing behind clump of
dates took a deliberate aim at his head, while
he lay with his nose buried in the bullock'S
throat. He started with an angry roar from
the carcase when the ball hit him. He stood
| listening for moment, then dropped in front
Of the, uttcrng a suilcn growL There was no.
thing but a date brush between us | had no
weapon bat my discharcd rifle. felt for my
pistols, they had been left on the tree. Then
| knew that my hour was come, and the sins of
my life flashed with dreadful distinctness across
! ,pl 7 e, nj icJ
to prepare myself Tor death, which seemed in
erilablc. Brt what was my peon about all this
time-he had the spare guns with him ! Oh
as | at erwards learned he, poor fellow, was
trying To fire my double rifle, but all my locks
have bolts, which he did not understand, and
he could not cock it. He was a good shlkaree
| and knew that was my only chance, so when
he could do no good he did nothing. II Mo-
haGeen had been there, he would soon have re-.
! lievsd me, but had sent him IN another drec-
tion that day. Wen some minutes passed this.
The TIGER made no attempt 10 come at me,
| ray Of hope ch,ercd me he might Ne dying.
/ frpcd through the branches, but my heart
! sunk within me when his brlnht green Cves
met mine, aud his hot breath absolutely blew
! in my face. slipt back upon my knees in
! despair, and growl warned me that even that
! slight movement was noticed. But why did he
DOT attack me at once A tiger is a SUSPECT
Gus, cowardiy brute, and will seldom charge
unless he sees his prey distinctly. Now was
quite concealed by the date leaves, md while
remained perfectly quiet had still a chance.
| Suspense was becoming intoleraUle. My rifle
! lay usccrs by my side to attempt to load it
would have 0ccn instant death. My knees were
bruised hy the hard gravel, but | dare not move
IA ioint. The tormcnting mosquitoes swarmed
round ~" face, bat feared TO raise my hand
to brush them oil Whenever the wind ruffed
! the leaves that sheltered me, hoarse growl
grated through the Stiffness OF the night. Hours
that scnmcd years rolled on; could hear the
village pong etrikc each hour OF that dreadful
/ nlght, which thought would never end. Al
/ last the welcome dawn and oh, how gladly
did hail the first streak OF light that shot up
! from the horizon, tor then the tiger arose and
! skukily sakcd away to some distance. felt
tina, the danger WAS past, and rose with feel
| ing Of relief which cannot describe. Such q
night Of suffering was enough TO turn my Drain
| and only wonder that survived it, | now
/ sent of the peon for the elephant, and before
| o'clock old Goltah had arrived. 1t was all over
in five minutes. The tiger rushed to meet me,
as Soon as | entered the cover, and one ball in
/ the chest dropped hun down dead. Sporting
| IN India.