The Forrest City times., 1891-05-29

'Well, I'll tell you what my boys; we'll just go down there in body and see what Marston's up to. If he's hay. ing any sport we may just as well have our share of it too"
 This suggestion was hailed with Q burst of approving shouts and laughter by his comrades, and away trooped the whole party at brisk pace in the direction of the Bazar Gas the native quarter of the station was called), where they arrived just in time to witness 8 strange and startling spec tacle.
 AS evening approached. number of the Hindoo women had waded into the river as usual to bathe. wash their clothes, or SCOUT out their cooking pots and stewpans; and among the rest was Lukshmee, young girl, profusely adorned with massive silver bangles, which glittered like stars upon her slender wrist and ankles in tho last rays of tho sinking sun.
 Forgetting, or disregarding. the risk of being seized by tho unsuitable croc- odiles, Lukshmee had already ven- tured boldly out into the middle of the stream, when she suddenly uttered a wild cry, seemed to struggle violently for a moment, and then vanished be- heath the dark waters.
 At the same moment a report like the crack of whip echoed through the still evening air, a puff of bluish- white smoke jetted forth from the thick foliage of tall tree close to the wa ters edge, and Q dark figure, spring ing up from among the reeds on tho bank, threw it's arms convulsively above its head. and fell heavily for ward upon its face. Curiously enough, just as it fell. tho seeming drowned girl reappeared above the surface of the stream, and began to paddle feebly towards the shore.
 At that instant a sudden swaying and trembling stirred the tall grass on the opposite bank, as if some heavy body was creeping cautiously through it. There came a second report-a hash-another puff of smoke-and the movement instantly ceased, while a man (who was seen to be no other than Walter Marston himself), slid down the big tree like an acrobat, and ran at full speed across the bridge, while the others hurried after him as fast as their feet could carry them.
 There. amid the trampled grass, lay prostrate a tall, gaunt. sinister-looking Hindoo. shot through the body, but still living; and beside him was the end of stout rope, which ran down to the bank and disappeared under the water.
 You see the dodge now, don'tyou" said Marston to his wondering follow CTS. These two rascals are the crocodiles' that have been doing all this mischief. The one that I shot over there is a noted dacoit (highway robbery. and this fellow is evidently his accomplice. They've been lying in ambush here and dragging these poor girls under water by entangling their feet with noosed ropes, in order to drown them and then steal their silver ornaments; but Eve stopped that game this time, any how"
 Marston's statement was fully borne out by the confession of the second rohber who, although mortally wound ed, lived for two days afterwards. The atfair-which made considerable noise at the timo-sent the daring secretary up the steep ladder of official promo tion with unusual rapidity; and to this day his name is connected in the stories of dinner tables with the oft-repeated legend of the dainty crocodile of Hutteepore.