The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1870-07-16

lllat WouIu nave ulStahceu any but sports
man.
Miss Sandiland pursued her way towart
spot, the frequent termination of he
evening walks. Once 4 mere bride track
occasionally used by coolie fishermen, he
brother, at her wish, had caused it to b.
opened and enlarged. To-day, lost il
thought, she had followed it carelessly
until she found herself upon the gray
sandy beach of the strait
The sun was setting behind the blue line
of mountains, and the water blazed will
vivid streaks Of red; the sky, broken int,
heavy masses of clouds, was glorious il
gold and purple, and all the wonderful
blessings of an Indian sunset.
Kate stood for while watching will
eager eyes the rapid transformations O
Shape and color; and then, tempted by The
firm, smooth sand, strolled along the beach
and seated herself upon low ledge O
rock.
She sat long, absorbed by the sunset and
her thoughts, Intervening the rich hues o.
the one with the varying lights and shad
ows of the other, until the paling clouds
warned her that it was time to return.
But, as she raised from her seat, her eyes
grew suddenly glazed and fixed; the round
ed, graceful lines of the fair form appeared
to stiffcn into marble, and she stood breath
less, almost lifeless with terror, half-blindec
with the horror of her first glance. She
rather felt than saw that she stood face tC
face with tiger
Crouching, motionless, upon the edge oil
the jungle, not thirty yards from where she
stood, with its haggard, cowardly eyes
glaring at hor, lay the gaunt form of the
huge beast. Flashing through the girl, s
brain came scorce of mad, wild impulses,
with lightning-like rapidity. But she re-
membered-she had heard Eversley say,
and the pain at her heart grew greater
as she thought of him-that the only chance
of safety was to face, with steady eye, the
treacherous brute before her. Her eyes
had been fastened upon it with a helpless
sort of fascination; but now she raised her.
self to fix them sternly on the fierce, great
orbs that thrilled her with their cruel
glare.
Her courage rose and sank as hope and
fear alternated; but at last even her brave
nature began to fail. She felt that her
breath came in long, gasping sobs; the light
began to fade from her eyes; the dreadful
form of the tiger grew dim and indistinct,
and she knew that she was fainting. With
a last effort she reused herself and cried:
"Eversley, Eversley! why are you not
there 30
My brave darling, / am here.'
And dark form swept rapidly past and
stood between her and her terrible foe.
Kate recovered her senses in an instant,
and the scene before her was never forgot
ten. The tiger, reused by the presence of
4 new antagonist, was still crouching with
its head between its enormous paws, but
the long, striped back was arched for
spring, and the long, 1.-the tail swept its
angry curves from side to side, its eyes
sparkled red with rage, and savage snarl
that made Hates blood run cold came from
the wrinkled, grinning jaws.
Eversley, no new hand at tiger-shooting,
and, next to "Tiger Rice the keenest eye
and steadiest hand OH trigger in India,
stood like a rock, for what to poor Kate
seemed an eternity, though but q few swift
seconds. But, rs he drew the trigger, the
tiger moved it's head with slight upward
motion, and the ball, missing the brain,
buried itself in the massive chest. With a
growl that filled the air like thunder, the
huge brute shot forward. Kate closed her
eyes, but the second Darrell had done its
duty. Crashing through the tawny skull,
the ball passed clean through the brain,
lodging deep in the knotted muscles of the
neck, and dead in the air, the huge carcass
rolled over, a lifeless heap, few yards
from Eversley's feet.
He threw his rifle down and turned to
Miss Sandiland.
"Thank Godn' he said; and there was
such an earnest pathos in his tones that
The warm tears rushed to Rates eyes as she
held both hands toward him, with look
that must have spoken volumes.
For moment after, the gray eyes were
hidden deep in the breast of his shooting
Jacket. They were raised presently, with
tears still trembling on their lashes.
81 do indeed thank God, dearest, and
loubly that am saved by you.'
Fred Sandiland rang the bell impa-
tiently.
"Send Miss Sandiland's maid to tell her
that dinner is on the table. And where is
Captain Eversley?"
Eversley, sahib, walk on veranda with
sIissee Kate" replied Gritty with
salaam.
Sandiland walked wrathfully across the
room, and threw the glass door open.
"Kate, I'm astonished"'-b he stop
ped short, with q whistle.
Kate rose with lovely blush, and,
throwing her arms round his neck, wills
pered as she kissed him:
"Jim will tell you all about it, dear
Fred.''
"Jim, indeed!'' exclaimed her BROTHER
as she vanished.
''What does it all mean, Eversley? /
thought l knew something about young
but this is 4 new phase
Eversley told his story, and told it again,
alter, as they sat together after dinner be-
leath the essamines, and Sandiland laughed
lightly to conceal his deeper emotion.
81 can't thank you, my dear old fellow;
III leave Kate to do that" he said; and
hen went on, to his sisters great indigna-
ion: "but believe me, Eversley, the tiger
vas the best trump you ever played
And, putting his hands in his pockets,
lie strolled down to the beach to finish his
,heroot, while Kate Sandiland paid her
lebt of thanks.
THE MAN THAT WAS WEIGHED.-Sun-
lay school Superintendent Gin the after
noon, examining the children upon the morn
ng service. y" Now, then, what was the
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