The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1886-02-26
NO. 26.

10 was then @oou& noon, ana debo4@
mined to sit up for the tiger, who, VIZ
knew, would come again at nightfau
or before next morning to devOur the
carcass. A charpoy or small bedsteAd
was speedily procured from the village
and lashed across the fork of q mango
tree, within few PAGES Of the carcass
of the cow. Before sunset and nay
companion were escorted to the spot
by body of armed natives. / disem-
barrassed myself of a huge sola, or pith
hat, which placed or the ground near
the tree, and in it l deposited q brace
of revolyers which thought would be
useless in our elevated position. j also
took off, and left at the foot of the tree,
a pair of thick shooting-shoes, and then,
with the help of my village friends,
gained the charpoy and prepared to
wait for the tiger. How patient
ly we waited! Loins, and back
bones, and neeks and legs grew SITTER
and sitter, and ached YEARLY, but not
a sound did we utter, and still we sat.
At last-we got tired of waiting and a
few remarks were whisperingly uttered:
i don't think he's coming, i think
he heard those fellows and he is off,
etc, etc. Gradually such feeble sug-
gestions gave way to positive asser-
tions, delivered in a tolerably audible
tone, and at last ] declared that L
would wait no longer and descended to
the ground My first act was to get
my shoes, and while putting them on
and chatting without further restraint,
l remarked that it would be as well to
call the guides, and accordingly did
so. Hardly had the word passed my
lips when an abrupt startling roar from
a thicket within few feet of me petri-
fed me with amazement. Never had
been so wretchedly helpless. Stand
ing unarmed at the foot of the tree,
had one shoe off and was about to put
on the other. While expecting every
minute to be my last, / felt sure that
any attempt to climb back TO my perch
would be the signal for the tiger to
seize me. To remain standing there
was equally disagreeable. My revolv-
ers came to my recollection. They
were lying in my hat, but the hat lay
sOmewhatin the direction of the thicket.
1t was trying moment, but in another
moment / found myself striding toward
the hat, one shoe off and the other on,
and hardly conscious of what l did.
remember grasping the revolvers. cock
ing them, and, with the barrels leveled
toward the bush, which / steadily faced,
shutfiing sideways to the tree. The
feel of the trusty weapons in my hand
was comforting, and at length /
reached the tree on the side fnrthest
from the thicket, and went up it like
lamp-lighter, although on my first
arrival ] had required the assistance of
other peoples arms and shoulders.
When got up I fired right into the
bush, just as our escort came up with
lighted torches, and we returned to our
4a,, ~ rrsT 10
Next. morning / repaired to the
scene of our nights vigil. The cow
was gone, and a broad trail showed
which way she had been dragged. At
about hundred yards from our mango
tree. and near the foot of the rocks,
lay the stomach and ehtrails and a pool
of blood. Further on was spot
where the tiger had been rolling. The
marks were plain, with some Of his
hair lying where the ground had been
pressed down. And on a ledge on the
summit of a perpendicular rock lay the
carcass of the COW, partly eaten away.
The tiger must have jumped upon the
ledge with the COW in his mouth; there
were no other means of ascent. The
prodigious power of the animal may be
conceived from such feat. / didn't
get the tiger that day, but l did a few
days afterward.
81 can not call to mind having met
in any book with an accurate descrip-
ton of the tiger cries. The snarling
and growing of the animal when
'stirred up with long pole is familiar
to all who have visited a menagerie,
and appears to be the only noise the
creature makes when in a state Of cap
tivity; but in his native forest, in the
long nights of the cold season when the
woods on the hills seem to sleep in the
moonlight, the tiger striding along in
his native forest news like an old tom
cat-or rather like a hundred old tom
cats in chorus. It is loud and harsh
and grating new. 1t is seldom heard
more than twice or thrice. When the
tiger is on the lookout for food, usually
I'm the evening, he lies silent and mo
tionless in some dense covert close 20
water where animals resort to drink,
and when one of these approaches near
enough he bounds out on his prey in
perfect silence, or with an abrupt, SON
OrOus grunt, terribly startling, which
appears to paralyze the victim and de-
prive it of all power to fly or resist.
"Of tiger shooting in the orthodox
way-that is TO say, mounted on how
dahed ELEPHANTS much has been
told and written that l have nothing
left to add. Safe as this amusement Is
it has it's dangers. To be on a run
away elephant in a mango grove, or a
forest of middle-sized trees, is some
thing like being taken aback in a hurri-
cane. And crossing the 'dulduP or
quicksands of the Gunduck river has
made stout-hearted men turn pale.
The tiger Is now almost eradicated
from the borders Of Guruckpore and
him by and by in the Terai. 49, Chicago
Herald.