Arizona weekly citizen., 1882-05-07
WHO IT WAS KILLED THE TIGER.
How A nysteriOus nnrksman shot a Royal Bengal Man-Eater Nineteen Feet Long.

Not many miles from the Falls of
 Niagara is stationed a Canadian customs official, and ex-Major-1r, as he would
 say, Meejor-of Her Maiesty's service. In point of fact he served in a regiment
 of Irish militia, and then crossed the
 Atlantic to take berth in the customs department. This, however. does not prevent him from descanting at length
 upon his startling experience in India. | the Crimea and various other parts of the world whenever he can obtain an
 audience. Another veteran, whose skill with the weapon Of the old English
 yeOman was remarkable. General F.,
 visited Canada not long ago, and party
 of prominent politicians, aware of their
 fellow failing, contriyed q meeting be-
 tween them at dinner where the con
 versation speedily became animated and took the direction of personal adven-
 ture.
 "Very remarkable, indeedr' observed the General, as by way of q "starter," one of the party told an anecdote of an escape from an infuriated buffalo; "in fact, it reminds me of most singular occurrence that happened to myself in India. Heml It was about ls47, and the Forty -eleventh-the fighting Forty eleventh as t was called-was stationed at Cundelbune, up in the BOgomarOo country, when one day a delegation of headmen came in to ask the Colonel SahIb tO allow one of his officers to go with him and kill a royal Bengal man-eater that had been infesting their district for years. It was a very lonely out-ot-the-Eay place, and no European had ever visited 1t, and, being rather an adventurous young chap, begad, gentlemen, I volunteered for the job and accompanied the poor devils back through the jungle. Well, the eventful day came; they marked down the brute in patch of Jungle, and the whole able-bOdied population turned out with tom-tOms and mangoes and other musical instruments to make him break cover. The way to the jungle was up a mullah--the dried up bed of Q mountain ayah'--
 "Dongas, we used to call 'em in South Africa" interjected the MeejOr.
 Precisely We'll, I was walking in front and a dozen shika-ries were fol lowing carrying my guns, ammunition hookah, and so on, when, gentlemen, We heard a roar like cataract, and begad that royal Bengal man-eater came bolt ing out of the jungle and charged down that mullah like q whirlvind. Nine teen feet from nose to tai, and as tall as an elephant. Begad, the cowardly shikarries gave one whooP and cut 1t, and there was yours truly left facing the infuiriated beast with TO other weapon than a bamboo cane. It was the tightest place ever was i1 but the honor of the caucasian race and the fighting FOrty-eleventh was in my hands, and I advanced on the brute About forty feet from me be gathered himself for a spring, and at that moment gentlemen, there came a shot from a cluster of plantain palms on the right and that royal Bengal man-eater fell dead at my feet-shOt through the eye"
 "Very remarkable, indeed"
 But, gentlemen, the remarkable part of the story IS yet to come. We hurried l to that clump of trees to see who this marksman could be, and not trace of him could We find. The headmen swore | by all the incaruaEOns of Vshnu that no | European Sahib had even been in their l and from that day to thls have l never known to whom l owed my preser- vation.'
 "GeUeral." said the Meejor, solemnly, | T was the man r'
 It was a terrible shock to the General. | but he recovered promptly to embrace | his preserver and invite him, whenever | he was passing through Cumberland, t. | stop at Castle CaEnfelly and see the skin | of the royal Bengal man. eater, nineteen | feet from nose to tail, begad.