Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1868-03-07
THUNDER.

stealing other peoples thunder. They
are not content with merely making use
Of the potent, meritorious speeches or
language of others as their own, but
will also appropriate their deeds and
actions either wholly or to a certain ex-
tent where they can do so with inn
purity and surreptitiously gain q point
by so doing. Oftentimes they make it
win, but fully as often they are liable
to detection. And when they are de-
tected, how they do remind everybody
of the jackass in the fable, who tried to
play himself off for a lion by rigging
himself up in the skin Of that noble
beast. Twas no use; his ears would
stick out, aud he was ruined for life the
minute be undertook to come the roar.
We have gone to all the trouble Of
writing the foregoing remarks, in order
to introduce the following little story:
"Once upon a time " the inhabitants
of q town in India were sorely troubled,
and their usual equanimity much dis
.urbed by q huge, bold and extremely
ferocious tiger which made his head
quarters in the mountains near by, and
from thence made frequent and destruc-
tive raids among their herds. The
Pscha offered a reward Of n thousand
rupees to any one who would bring him
the head Of this famous tiger, but the
frs. native who attempted to secure the
reward got killed, so all the rest, val
uing their lives more than rupees, ju-
diciously kept out of the tigers way.
One day an English sailor-a regular
old "tarry toplight" Of "man-o'war's
man" being on a cruise ashore, heard
about this noted tiger and the reward
offered for his Uranium, and at once
swore that if anybody would show him
where the beast lived, he'd ego and
cut his bloody head off for him." A
native volunteered for q consideration
of twenty rupees, so Jack armed himself
with an old ships cutlass and started
forth with his guide.
The native pointed out the den OF
the tiger, which was in q thick jungle
among the rocks, and Immediately
climbed . tree close by. Jack found the
animals path, and commenced throw
ing stones into the jungle. Directly
there was o wild howl Of rage and q
commotion in the thicket, and out
bounded the big tiger. Jack did not
wait for compliments, but sailed in,
meeting the rampant beast with rigor-
Gus slashes, right and left, with the
stout old cutlass. The battle was short
and decisive, but a terrible one while it
lasted. Jack received some pretty Sc
rere usage, but he conquered his enemy
and sawed off his head.
On his "return from tho war;" our
hero felt so overjoyed at his victory
that he got to drinking too much arrack
from the canteen the native had brought
along, and just before reaching town
got so drunk that he laid down under a
tree and went to sleep.
A luminous idea struck the treach-
erous native. He quietly wrapped up
the head, and slipped away with it un-
observed to the palace Of the Pacha,
before whom he appeared, claiming the
reward as having slain the tiger. The
Pacha evidently doubted the timid
looking scoundrel as he Frustrated him.
self, with many obsequiou, " salaams,"
before him, and directly ordered him of
to a corner for the present, while he at
tended to other business.
Meanwhile, Jack walked up, and find.
ing the native as we'll as the head gone,
he suspected "humbugging," and atonce
went direct to the Palace. He appeared
before the Pacha with his old hat tucked
under his arm, shifted his guild, hitched
up his trowsers, made a bow and said
well, yer Honor, I went and killed the
bloody tiger, with this bloody old cut
lass, and was comm for my prize money,
but dam me If the bloody niger that ]
took along to show me where the tiger
was, didn't steal the bloody head and
carry it of while l was asleep"
The Pacha silently pointed to the
tigers head, and then to the trembling
native in the corner
"Oh | you bloody thief, you're there,
are you" says Jack.
"Silence !" commanded the Pacha.
"The one who killed the tiger shall
have the reward. Bishmillah Allah
is just"
A wave of his hand brought the
crinsing native before him. "Here,"
said be, if you killed the tiger, pull q
hair out of my beard"
The poor devil dared not do it, for he
we'll knew It was certain death for any
ono to thus p~rofane the beard of the
Pacha, and Frustrated himself grooming
at his feet.
Kicking him aside, the Pacha strobe
up to Jack, saying "If you killed the
tiger, pull q hair out Of my beard"
"Dam your humbuggin'," says Jack
" for two pins I'd pull the whole of your
bloody beard out by the roots"
He put out his hand toward it, and as
he did so, the Pacha made a snap at bis
fingers with his teeth.
"Aha | you'll bite, you bugger, will
you," and Jack let him have n right
from the shoulder, which sent his excel,
lency rolling heels up.
"Enough |" roared the Pacha. "Giye
him the reward. He killed the tiger l''
r., A. Nn.y. To L. nu;ta nIa.oani