The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-07-07


both were perfectly happy.
The child crowed, laughed and
shrieked with happiness, and soon at
tracted its mothers attention. She
came to the door and took in the situa-
ton at glance, but did not stop to
think of what was best to do. She saw
the child was not being hurt, but did
not know how soon it would be, so she
rushed out to pick it up and carry it into
the house.
But the wildcat objected to this and
stood in front of the baby while the
latter was playfully pulling its tail
But Mrs. Edwards rushed on, deter
mined to have her child. When she got
close the beast jumped for her throat,
but missed i. and buried its teeth and
claws in her shoulder.
Baby thought it was fun and laughed
louder and louder The pain and flow
iEa blood caused the mother to fall
to the ground, and then the wildcat
returned to continue its romp with the
child
It was all the woman could do to
crawl into the house for the purpose Of
getting a gun, but when she got there
she found she could not reach the place
where it was hanging and was too
weak 70 get on chair. There was no
use in thinking of the gun question, SO
she took large butcher knife, intend
ing to fight the beast to the death.
When she got outside again and saw
the two still playing together she
thought she would call the child and
then wondered why she had not done it
in the first place and saved herself the
wounds: But baby was having too
good q time and wouldn't come. The
mother called and begged and told it
what terrible beast it was that she
was playing with, but the child
couldn't understand and called its
mother to come and take part in the
fun.
Once or twice the mother went near,
but the beast was always ready, and
the woman's nerve felt shaky. She
knew that if she only wounded the
beast it would kill her. and then the
child would be doomed sure. After
mature consideration she concluded to
sit near by and not make an attack I'M
less the beast started to injure the
child. Her wounds were bleeding free
ly, and she was getting weaker every
moment. Still she sat there ready to
fight the moment the wildcat showed
signs of treating the child differently.
She sat thus nearly an hour. The
seemed years, but at last
wagon was heard coming up the road,
and the mother knew the child's father
would soon be home. Her little ex-
perience had taught her to be careful.
SO she went to the front of the house
and before Mr.. Edwards got to the
doorstep she stopped him and told him
the story.
He got his rife and ran to where the
child was. He found both lying down
on the ground apparently asleep A
slight noise brought the wildcat to his
feet. and at the same time Mr.. Edwards
raised the rife to his shoulder. 1t was
hard to get where there would be no
danger of hitting the child, and he shot
as he had never shot before, and when
he pulled the trigger a bullet went into
the wildcats brain, and it rolled over
dead.
The baby realized that something
awful had happened to her friend and
threw herself ON the dead body and
to cry, but in another in
slant she was pressed to her mothers
breast, while tears of joy rained upon
her face.
A California burro recently distin-
yuished himself in a more signal man.
Ter than jaclxasses usually do. A loco
motive at Asphalt backed up switch
rack to pull out some cars loaded with
WOOL. To do this the switch was I'M
ocked and the bar thrown down.
Along came mild-eyed, inoffensive
oolSing jackass-the cunning little
things are all of that pattern-and be-
gan to rub against the switch bar, COM
at one ear, then gradually
sliding down to the tail, then around on
he other side. evidently intending to
wind up by polishing off the other ear.
Suddenly the engine started, when
Master Jackass, Jr., deity crawled
lnder the switchbar, thereby lifting it
ust enough to throw the rail out of
ock. Then when the engine struck
he Ioosened rails they spread. and
here was the train, stranded-a train
Dad of passengers, the force of train
men, all hungry, nothing eatable in
ight but the young jackass. nothing to
'ool1 him with, and grave doubts as to
lis flavor when caught. The train was
delayed for several hours, and there
vas hungry and angry lot of people
when finally they all babe good-by to
he new switch-tender and started for
lomc. Luckily there was no physical
,arm done, not even to the burro, al
hough an effort will be made to give
lin lay-off for the season.
Uncle Tom Jackson. one of the early |
ettlers of Montana, whose character is
S picturesque as his language, recent
= related this Interesting Renaissance
o Philadelphia Times correspondent: |
Twas out hyar in Cheyenne county +!
ong ago in the seventies that l was |
for gold-didn't find none,
! had me a leetle shanty |
Up in the mcunt'ins a piece One day |
n the dead o. winter ! went down 10 |
Ioveridge's in the valley after some
provisions and powder and shot. and, as |
sorter afterthought. half-gallon o
Whisky in case l should git snakebit-
We'll, when I'd loaded up started /
= well bowed down what with the |
neat and SIGH, and the bag O powder, |
md the ball, and the jug, which war
''stone with a corncob stopper, and l /
lad to 90 putty slow. and il warnoi till |