The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1877-11-03
From London Society.
Larry DOoIan'S Tiger Hunt.
An East Indian Story.

Two of us were walking down the
Koraie Pas5-my friend Fairlegh and
one morning early in February, 1860
| was on my way to Bombay, to catch
the mail steamer that was to convey me
back to old England, after an absence of
five years, during which | had suffered
much hardship and exposure in the me-
morable Indian mutiny, and was now
bundled out of the country as fast as |
could 60, with years leave on half pay,
and medical certificate which made out
that was nearly IN articul0 morris.
At two stages from Nagpore, met my
old friend Fairlegh, and, after staying
one night with him, he accompanied me
as far as the first dak bungalow towards
Nagpore, that of Koraie.
As we stood on the top of the pass and
looked over the varied landscape of miles
upon miles of dark forest, intersected by
numerous Jungle streams that lay beneath
as, and upon the little village lying at
the foot of the ghaut we were descend
ing, my friend said:
! never come down to kOraie without
thinking of trick we played on young
Irishman, belonging to a detachment
which march through here year or two
ago on their way to some station in
Madras. The officers were very Jolly,
hospitable set of fellows, and one was an
old acquaintance of mine, and whilst we
were in company, which was for three or
four days, they insisted on my joining
them at mess. The first meal | took
with them was breakfast, and there was
something in the way of Drawn on the
table. Now, | never touch pig in any
shape or way in this country, so | was
not going to be tempted; but my friend
Mae, seeing me looking at it, advised me
not to try it, as one of them had shot a
wild pig week before, and its mex
haustible properties were beginning to
create a shadow of doubt.
Here, Naidoo, what a pig is that?"
called out Mae to the mess butler, fat,
oily-looking Madrassee, who grinned as
he replied;
THAT pig, sir? Why, that pig,
Cap'in Anderson KILN way up de
Jungle darl
" You rascal, believe this pig never
saw the outside of this village"
Mi bapre, sahib, what fur masta
tink | make cookin' bazar pig that
fashin? No, sab. that Cap'in Andersen
mig got i'm plenty yet-he big as one
BUTLER
However, | laughingIy remarked, that
was all the same to me, for | never par
took of pig in any shape or form in India.
" What, not a cut of nice ham or a
rasher from tin of overland bacon?
Bedad, We wouldn't be after refusin' that
would yep broke in a red-haired little
man opposite, whose speech betrayed
him rs native of the sister island.
Not even home rasher would tempt
me out here. In the first place it is not
Tit food for a tropical climate; and sec
ondly, it is looked upon with universal
adherence by all around"
All, is it the naytives We name
Well, then, I'd ate it to spite EN-, l
would"
Well, if there were any moral prin-
ciples involved in it, | would do so, too
but in the absence of such inducements
| would, as have to mix much with all
classes of natives, rather not depreciate
the esteem in which | might be held,
especially as | am strict with them in
matters concerning their own religion. y
Faith, and what is it We have TO do
with their religion?-if they have any,
the haSteSi"
:" You had better not enter into a con-
troversy with Fairlegh about religion,
Doolan. He's a moulyie and a pundit
all rolled into one" said Mae; "and
you've precious little knowledge of any
except that the F. z. of Kill-'em-by-
inches, or whatever you call your pater-
nal place, taught you by the help of a
broomstick"
Kilhnchy, Killinchy, We omadhaun,
an it Castle Doolan We man. when We
speak of the parental home"
All right, my boy" replied Mac,
winking at me- | say, Fairlegh, shall we
havea look around the track and see if
there are any snipe?n
have no objection" | replied, ris-
ng; and We went out together
Now, look here, Fairlegh," said Mac
pherson, when we were out in the omen,
. want to play Doolan a trick, and YOU
can help me. 1t will do him a LOT of
good, for of all the bumptuous. do
everything, know-everything fellows |
ever came across, this one beats them all.
We have long been waiting for an OPP
portunity for taking 4 rise out of him.
and now think you can assist u"
Well, | answered, am not much
given to practical jokes, but what is it
can do?
Do. I'll tell you what to do. I've
got a grand idea. You know that nasty
old cantankerous camel you have, that
roars whenever any one goes within
twenty yards Of him? Well, | want you
to post him somewhere on a jungle road
tonight, and then, at mess, We will be-
gin to talk about tigers Doolan is sure
to contradict everything that is said, and
to deny, as he has been doing, that there
is a tiger between Aflahabad and Nag
pore and thus we'll persuade him to
come out, and | ann sure he'll bolt the
moment he hears the camel"
There appeared to be no great harm in