The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1885-07-25

Englishman's face, Ny dog brought 1t
to me, but taking the game in my hand
went to excuse my lack Of good man
ners and beg Sir John Rowell to accept
| the bird,
He was o largo man, with red hair
and beard, very tall and very robust,
sort Of placid and polished Hercules
He had nothing of the so-called Brit
ish stiffness, and thanked mo cordially,
speaking with strong English accent,
for my scrupulousness, At the end of
month we had talked Eve or six times
together,
One evening as was passing his dooi
| saw him in his garden emoking his
pipe, astride Of q chair, saluted him,
and he invited me in TO take q glass Ct
beer with him. did not wait 10 be
asked twice.
he received me with so,upulous Eng
lish courtesy, euiogized France and Cor
sica, and declared that he was warmly
attached to that country and to that
particular portion of the coast.
then, with great caution and under
the guise Of very lively personal in
terest, ventured few questions re-
gariing his life. He replied without
embarrassment, telling me that he had
travelled extensively in Africa, India
and America, and that he had bad many
adventures,
then returned to the subject Of the
chase, and lie gavem me many of the most
curious details in regard to hunting the
hippnpotamus, the tiger, the elephant,
and even the gorilla,
remarked that ell these animals were
formidable.
He smiled.
"Oh, no: man is the most terrible
He laughed outright, with hearty,
contented English laugh, as he further
informed me;
II have also beoa great hunter Ct
men,"
Then he turned the conversation to
the topic of arms, and invited INC to
the house to look a, guns Of different
! kinds.
His drawing-room was hung with
black silk embroidered with gold. Large
yellow flowers, rioting over the dark
background, siione like FIRE. He eSr
planned that it was Japanese fabric.
But, in the middle of the largest pan
el, strange object drew my eye. On
O. square OF rcd velvet a black object
was thrown into relief. 1t was q hand
a human hand. Not a skeleton hand,
white End clean, but a dried and black
ened hand, With yellow nails, naked
muscles, and traces Of blood-.old, clot-
ted blood. where the homes were cut
short off as if with the blow of an ay,
about midway up the forearm. An
enormous iron chain, rlyeted at the
wrist, soldered TO this un3ightly NOM
per, attached it to the wall by ring
strong enough 10 hold an elephant in
leash.
"What is that?" I asked.
''That is my worst enemy" replied
the Engiishnian, calmly, "He came
from America. 1t was cat OF with a
sabre, skinned and dried in the sun Coz
a week. 1t was pretty good piece OF
york for nle,''
touched that haman fragment,
which must have belonged 10 giant.
The fingers. disproportionately long,
we're attached by nnnrypous tendons, TO
Which shreds OF skin still chung.
Scorchel as it was, it was 4 frightiul
thing to behold, suggesting irgisistably
some savage revenge.
"Ie must have been a very strong
man." said l,
, ooh, yes" s&iJ the Englishman,
= gently, "But was stronger than he.
hal that chain put on to hold him. "
1 thought he WAS iesting, aud said
"The chain is wholly Useless ROW: ths
hand will not run away"
But he gFagelv rcplieds
"The chain was hncessaly, II was
always trying to get away"
With Fapil glance ! questioned hia
countenancs, asking TayselS;
SIS he lq1atic or On ugly lGSteri''
But ltis face remainGl ipJpeRe,rable,
calm. and benevolent, talked of 9th.
, o. things, and sdmired his guns. |
. noticed that tArn2 loaded Fevolvers lay
On the tables, as if this man lived in
? constant fear of aa attack.
visited him several times and then
went there no more. People had be-
coupe accustomed TO his presence and
hal grown Indifferent.
4 whole year passed.. Then one
morning, toward the end of November,
my servant awpke me with the announce
ment that Sir John Rowell had been as,
! sassinated in the night.
Half an hour later, with the central
eonlh}lssary am captain OF soldlcry,
] entered the Epglishman's house.
His servant. bewildered and despairing,
was weeping before tho door. / spa-
) pectel him at first, but he was inpo-
cent, The guilty nan never could te
G found,
As entered Sir Johns sitting-rooR,
5 / saw at the GTst glance his body
stretched out Oh its back in the middle
of the floor. His waistcoat was torn
y one torn sleeve Of his coat was han ying
r. all told that terrible struggle had tax,
T: en- place.
= He had died of stYanauiationl His