The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1876-02-01
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Madras Correspondence " The London Tel
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In a city so famous for juggler.
sunkc-chnrmers, acr0bats, aud cherd-
tiers PWdmiaa generally, mdios and
gentlemen who i've 10y their Wis, iu
| thr most proper aruse OF the word, aud
who apparently make u very good llv.
luEi IL was scarcely LIKELY that thut the
Prince 0f Wales would bt permitted Ia
stay long without witnessing the leats
Of ski'l for which these wandering
Madrasuees are celebrated. Thursday
being n comparatively open day,
therefore, the morning was Sc
ecled for m at .feSoO exhibition OF this
Kind The town lost The nomads. Gov
ernment house gardens received them.
let Us look at the savage who appears
TO make the dried skin of n cobra live.
u isa fayorlte trlck--you may see IL
done twenty times u day in the streets
OF Madras. You may examine the p.
paIatus closely every time, and watch
the operations rs closely as you please,
yet You can not detect tho modus
operandl The performer hands you a
little Hat wicker basket, some eight
inches IN diameter aud asks you TO in-
spect II, while he folds tho cobra skin,
which you have previously well ex-
amined, into square, leaving only
the tail unfolded. SOsoon as you have
given the basket back the mggler
places II on the ground, in full VieW,
and under the lid puts the folded part
Of the serpents skin, the tail being in
your sight all the while.
You may, at this stage, life the lid
once more 10 see that nothing but the
serpent skin Is in the basket, after
which You mustrest content. A white
cloth Is taken by the nun aud placed
over the basket, after having been well
shaken so that you may be assured
nothing is in it. A pipe is produced,
and with 1t u horrible noise similar to
that always made by snalle-charmers,
and not unlike the sound Il cracked
and badly made bagpipe would emit, is
made. No one goes near the cloth or
basket, except the almost naked man,
who cannot possibly hide any live
snake in his sleeves, Tor the simple and
sufficient reason that he has neither
sleeves nor jacket, nor indeed, any
other kind of clothing than small
waist-cloth, which would certainly be
a most announcement hiding-place for
lively young cobra. The sheet is lifted,
you look at the basket and see the tail
living snake being gradually drawn
into ii, and on the lid being opened
most distinctly energetic serpent is
discovered, No sooner is il stirred
than it rises on its tail, spreads out its
hood, and strikes with its iangs and
tongue at the charmer. Noone would
care to examine that basket now, with
crobra four feet long making vicious
snaps at the juggler. The charmer
takes good care that the snake comes
near you, for with deXterous move
ment he seizes the reptile by the head,
and holding it in one hand comes to
you with the basket in the other
while you put rupee into the recepta-
Gle, if only to induce him to go away.
The snake gone, Il stout, strong girl
comes forward, makes a deep obels.
ance, aud then, stepping back, throws
a man weighing fully eleven stone
over her shoulders. Nor does she stop
here, for she seizes her victim once
more, places him crosswise on her
back, and then losses him into the mir
as though he were made of feathers,
and not II broad-shouldered human be.
ing. Turning backward ON her feet,
she picks up straws with her eyelids,
throws sOmersaults, and lifts weights
which would astouish the ordinary
London acrobat. While she is thus
performing, jugglers are changing peb-
Oles into birds, birds into eggs, and
eggs into plants; men threads beads
with their tongues, join innumerable
pieces of cotton into one long cord,
keep half Il score of sharp knives in
the air at once, throw cannon balls
with their toes, and spin tops on the
ends of twigs. Pandeuonium reigns,
the clatter is unbearable, and some is
compelled, as was the Prince, to dis
miss the tribe OF Migrants without fur
Their delay.