Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1889-11-29
BUTLER, PA. FRIDAY. NOVEMBER 30. 1889.
him unless he buys them. How many let
ters have you had from himf"
"A hundred, more or less"
and how many thinga had he slaugh-

Y
ters have you had from himf"
"A hundred, more or less"
And how many thiuga had he slaugh-
tered in themf"
None, excepting his grammar and his
spelling'-for in truth Blazers disdain OF
the elegances Of style is quite as marked
as his enthusiasm for the battue aud the
chase.
"Well," said Whipster, "Ill not make a
bet with you. / don't believe in inveig-
ling men into dead things"
A year had elapsed since We had Blazer
sandwiehed between his gun cases and
ammunition chests on the Madagascar
His final communication came from Man
dslay, believe, where he was having q
glorious time; ''fnest climate in the
world, and all that. OF the forest and
the jungle he had, however, nothing to
say. If he had been sojourning in London
OF in Paris he could not have recorded
more uneventful and matter Of fact exper-
fence. Consequently, when Custom
House cart one day delivered at my door
case which proved to be stuffed with tiger
skins, lion cells, and a choice assortment
of minor peltries. was to be pardoned for
experiencing n spasm of astonishment
had not yet recovered from it when Whip
ster arrived, with the news of a similar
consignment to him SELF
The beggar must have bought out the
fur mHrKcr7 -v-rr------------
I'D give pony to know what he will tell
us about them when he gets home"
1t was month or more before Blazer
followed his souvenirs in pers on. Then
came brief note announcing that he was
back, and that we were to dine with him
that evening, ut his house in town.
We found him, in nothing different from the
old Blazer beyond trihe of unburn, al
ready unpacking his arsenal, while his
man burst the lids of the cases and drew
the nails. The hall and the parlours We're
Uttered with the stock Of a Wholesale fur
shop, and tho air was musty with the
the odour of u mensgerie.
Great collection, ehf" said Blazer, when
he had greeted us in his best form. That's
the sort of thin 6 that is worth trip
around the world, ehf"
Rather" replied Whipster. "You must
have had great sport"
Royal" answered Blazer. Just
royal"
Nothing but big game, chr
Blazer smiled complacently and respond.
cd: Not hair"
"Now, that lion there" remarked Whip
smart scramble"
"Seven Shots" replied Blazer, grabbing
up the skin to show us the holes, through
which he poked his finger with contentet
expression. Game across him one morn
ing just after daylight. | only had my
tiger gun with me, but my men pepperet
him with their Henrys till he caved in"
"Oh," said Whipster, dryly. "And did
you have your tiger gun when you bagget
that Bengalf'
al WAS out for elephants that day." re
piled Blazer, calmly, "but my men fetched
him. There's eleven holes in his overcoat
| Count EN-"
Never mind" said Whipster. an
take your word for the number of holes
Amy elephantsp
"Two. Got their tusks in that long bo.
in the hall"
"And who shot themf"
Nobody. We trapped them in pits al,
gave 'em poison"
"Well, by Jove!" cried whipster. "Dit
you shoot anything yourselff"
"Oh, yea" replied Blazer, placidly
1.-TWO or three of my niggers, wasn't it
Simpson,
"Seven, SIR" answered his man, grin
ming.
"You had your nigser gun with 20,
those days, l suppose" observed Whip
ster, sarcastically.
Blazer surveyed him with glance com
bined Of pity and scorn.
"Ifyou were half sportsman, Whip
he replied, "you'd know that there ia con
siderable difference between men ant
beasts. You can kill man with anything
but if you don't kill beast with the righ
metal it's not legitimate sport"
And he led the way into dinner with th,
air of q man who had laid down law thai
neither sophistry nor logic could dispute O
set aside