Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1889-08-10
BABY Or PIG MEAT.

DADl UD IlU MEAL.
"The other night" said Stranion, "when
you fellows were OFF at the outlet spearing
whitefsh, l was thinking over the various adj
ventures which have befallen me in my devo-
ton to birch and paddle. 1t surprises me to
find what lot of scrapes I've got into with
the panthers The brutes seem to fairly
haunt me. OF course, fellows that go every
year into the Squatook woods are bound to
have adventures more or less. You maybe
get cornered by an old bull moose, or have a
close shave with some excited bear, or strike
an unusually ugly lynx, or get spilled out Of
the canoe when you're trying to run Toledo
falls, but in my case it is panther every
time Wherever l go in the woods there is
sure to be one Of these creatures sneaking
around l declare, it makes me quite uneasy
to think.of it. though I've always got the best
of them SO far. III bet you trout there are
one or two spotting me now from those black
thickets on the mountain, and one Of these
days, if don't look sharp, they'll be getting
even with me for all the members Of their
family that have cut of in their sinsn
''Oh, you go along" exclaimed Sam.
"You're getting sentimental lean tell you,
] have killed more trout than you have PAN
theirs, and there's no old patriarch Of a trout
going to get even with mel"
The speakers were lying about the camp
fire at the foot Of the big Squatook" lake, In
Ontario. There were four of US in the party,
and we were in the genial mood which comes
after good days sport and a savory supper.
Toe night was still, and we were waiting
for story to go to sleep by. Sans practical
IL, Al ii -,
ments Stranion resumed:
"You see, boys, the beasts began to haunt
me in my very cradle, SO to speak. Did any
Of you ever hear mother tell that storyT"
81 havel" calculated Willis Butler; but
Sam and FASTENED to declare our ignorance.
Every weII,n said Stranion. willis shall
see that stick to the facts"
"Oh, boys, I've heavy contract on hand,
them" replied Willis.
But Stanton blandly ignored him, and con-
tinued:
"You all have seen the old parsonage, at
the mouth Of the Keswick river That's
historic edifice for you'll Therein was | born.
There were more trees round it then than
now.
AT the mature age of 10 months l moved
away from that neighborhood, but not before
ZIG AhNA11u oCNtt az llIS EdltIcI 10 CdAICO lI
that region, had found me out and marked
me as foreordained antagonist.
Zone bright June morning, when l was
about s months old, and not yet able to be
much protection to my young mother, my
father set out on one of his long parochial
drives, and we were left alone-no, not quite
alone; there was Susan, the kitchen girl, for
company. That constituted the garrison of
1ba m fhoT nvartfI1l
mother, Susan and myself.
Il cannot say l remember what took place.
but l have so often been told it that feel as
if / had taken an active part Mother and
were sitting by an open window, down stairs,
looking out on the front yard, when suddenly
mother called out, sharply;
''Susanl Susani Come here and see what
sort of a creature this is coming through the
grove
"There was frightened ring in my moth
er's voice, which brought Susan promptly to
her side.
Just then the creature which was long,
and low, and stealthy, reached the garden
fence. 1t mounted the fence gracefully, and
paused to look about
with Mortified gasp, mother caught me
to her bosom and whispered:
It's tiger!
NOM cried Susan, it amt no tiger;
but it's All Iniun devil, which is pretty nigh
as bad And she ran and slammed down the
window
1.-The noise attracted the brute's attention.
He glanced our way, dropped to the ground
and crept stealthily to the house.
The atticp cried mother, wildly. AN
the windows down stairs are wide OPEN
81 need hardly assure you, boys, it didn't
take those two women and me very long to
get up stairs. As we reached the top we
heard crash in the parlor, and mother near
ly squeezed me to death In her terror for me;
but Susan exclaimed, almost gleefully:
4 declare, if be amt got in the wrong
winder Parlor doors shutl'
''By this time we were on the attic stairs
and the door at the foot of the stairs-a solid,
old fashioned, country door-was safely bolt
ed behind us
THAT door was the only means Of access
TO the attic, and on the head of the stairs we
all sat down 10 take breath. Then in mo-
Their the anxious housewife began TO reap
pear.
What was that the horrid brute broke
IN the parlor, SusanF she queried.
Unjust a been them dishes on the little
table by the winder, ma'am, responded the
girl
And then we heard a clatter again, as the
beast in springing out of the window knocked
the fragments Of pottery aside
in few moments be found another en-
trance. The soft pat, pat Of his great furry
feet could be heard on the lower stairs. He
was evidently hungry and much puzzled at
our sudden disappearance.