The Forrest City times., 1892-04-22
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 time. Tigers have been killed near Kissimme more often this last six months than ever before. and hunters rarely go out now without getting . sight at, even if they don't bag, bear, panther or tiger.
 Quite recently Steve Johnson and his son Will, of that place, went out for hunt, and from the skins brought back it was seen that they had had better luck than they had ever hoped for They went to high hummock about ten miles from Kissimme with se-eral dogs. The dogs were set out when they reached the woods and tt was but short time before they started game of some sort that was fighting them well. judging from the angry barking of the dogs and their occasion- al yelps of pain, which showed that they were not getting the best of 1t all the while. Steve and Will both started on the run to their assistance. After going about one-third of mile they ran up on the pack, and found that . big tigercat had been cornered and was fighting the dogs we'll
 At their approach itsnarled viciously at them and leaped into the overspread- ing branches of small oak, and, crouching low on the lower limb, pre- pared to leap at it's new enemies. 'Go slow, boy" cautioned Steve, as BilI hastily stepped up to get a good spot for shot. Hardly had the words been uttered when, with wild scream of rage and ferocity, the enraged tiger cat leaped out in mid-air toward the venturesome boy. Steve hastily threw | A.<svx 6ou al a charge of heavy duck shot with the effect of half way stopping it. Instead of alighting on Bill, it's aim. it fell over on being hit right in the middle of the group of four dogs. And then there was music. The big cat bit. t.scratched, and fought furiously, and the dust rose in big clouds Bill r<shed up and tried to assist the dogs.
 The cat by mighty effort sprang up, and, clearing the dogs, sprang at him. He was struck fairly and both went down, the cat on top and claw ing furiously. Bill shouted for help, meanwhile plying his long knife as well as he was able. The dogs rushed up and piled on, and Bill, at the bottom of the heap, had anything but pleas ure party around him Steve rushed up, but in trying to kill the cat by . blow of his dubbed gun disabled one of his best dogs. The eat, finding that the dogs were too much for it, rose on it's hind feet, and with mighty effort cleared them all and again regaincd its tree Bill was glad to be freed, and as he rose, bloody and dust-stained, he appeared to be badly hurt; but he asr sured his father that he was all right. and then both turned their attention to the cat again.
 As they approached to get . good shot. the now thoroughly infuriated beast, with q scream, sprang at them. and though Bill got out of the way his father was not quick enough, and the sharp claws of the beast raked him from head to foot, though fortunately he was able to escape its cold embrace. The dogs sprang in and the fight was hot and furious. Time and again did the beast get clear of the dogs and try to leap at it's human enemies, only tu be dragged down by old Carlo, one oi the best bear dogs in that section. Steve managed to get in good shot once and Bill give it several digs with his bowie, but the cat seemed imbued with the traditional nine lives of it's civilized brother and kept on fighting.
 By this time all the dogs but one were disabled and the cat seemed pretty badly used up. Blood was flow ing from dozens of wounds and ita great strength seemed about gone. Steve and Bill both rushed mp at one time. and while one knifed it severely, if not mortally, the other put a good charge of heavy shot in its neck. The cat jumped at this, and as Steve turned about his foot slipped on the bloody leaves and he went down, with the furious tiger on top, it's green eyei fairly blazing with pain and rage. Steve drew his bowie and then | rough-and- tumble fight ensued that was exciting in the extreme. First the cat and then the man would be on tor Bill all the while dancing around and getting in licls to aid his father when he could.
 This was kept up for five minutes, when, by lucky stroke of Bills knife, the beasts neck was nearly severed and it dropped to one side. Steve hastily scrambled out of the way to es' cape the dying struggle of the beast which Topped about with wonderful energy, digging it's long claws into the ground and sending dust, branches and pieces of wood flying in all directions | Bill watched his chance, and, stepping up close, fired heavy charge into itl head, killing it.
 Steve was in bad condition, his face and head being badly scratched and torn and his clothes nearly ripped from him. His heavy buckskin suit saved l him from death, as the leather showed | the effects of the cats immense claws | Bill, too, had many wounds, painful | nd hAfh har1fnp<x | congratulated themselves that they had come off as we'll as they did. The biz | cat measured ten feet seven iachea f-.,.a t,r> t1, tir, and xuas orae fa{ fhn