The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-11-19
THE JHoOT DFMON.
The Death Of a Blind Terror Of the
Jungles Who Had a Monkey For a
Guide



The great Jhoot demon described by
Col. Downing in his narrative of adven-
lures in India was a tiger whose ways
were as mysterious as his ravages were
rerrible. He could never be bagged He
killed every shikari, native or European,
who tried it, This truculent beast had
never even been seen, and as he never
mangled a body, but only sucked the
blood through an OriiCe made over the
jugular vein, the terror the great Jhoot
demon inspired is not surprising. He
never forced a door, yet he got into house
for him, and the next day were ound
dead like the rest.
One with his last strength had man
aged to scratch the words: Look out
for l." But no amount of cOniec-
ture could solve the riddle of these words
A famous shot, who once for a wager shot
100 tigers in twelve months, met the
same fate. He, too, left creepy" and
mysterious message-the letters IA M "
Then the colonel goes. He built himself
an ambush and watched.
Just as the full light of the moon fell
upon the stream and illuminated the sur
roundings there was an almost inaudible
rustic of leaves close behind me, and
turning on the instant, | saw a little gray
brown paw very cautiously putting aside
the twigs of my shelter, and behind the
paw | could discern two small green ewes
attentively regarding me.
"a lungoor, l said to myself as it van
ished from View-a monkey That's
what the lads and Dick Culverton meant
to tell us, and. by George! there's mis-
chief here. Moved by a sudden inspira-
ton, for which l cannot to this day
account, FASTENED from the shelter and
assembled the adjoining tree. had scarce
ly had time to seat myself comfortably
upon one of the lower branches when I
saw the lungoor returning, followed by
the most repulsive looking monster my
ewes have ever beheld.
You talk, Snapper, of your tiger being
NANCY; this one was absolutely naked,
nude as nut, bald as bottle, not hair
anywhere-a huge, CHASTITY, glabrous
montrosity-a very Caliban of tigers, as
big as bison, and as long as a crocodile.
las the CHASTITY creature crept after
the monkey he followed the slightest
curve and deviation of his guide with the
delicate alacrity of needle under the in
tiuence of magnet. The adroitness dis
played by the tiger was suddenly CON
verified into subject of Mortified wonder,
for as the brute approached the ambush
he turned his hideous face up to the
moon, and l could see that his eyes were
OF a uull, uedu WnlUe, without light. in
telligence, or movement The creature
was stone blind. For all that, he evil
IDENTIFY knew, or thought he knew, what
lay before him, for the saliva of anticipa-
ton was clinging to his wrinkled Jaws
like a mass of cleaning icicles.
The monkey, when he had come
within jumping distance, gave low sig
nal cry, made one vigorous spring into
my late shelter, alighted upon my camp
stool and sprang out again on the other
side. He was instantly followed by the
tiger, who fell like an avalanche upon the
stool. crushing it to match wood, and at
once began to feel about on all sides for
his expected victim
Now was my chance. Beneath me in
the broad light of the full moon Law the
demon of the Jhoot. I aimed steadily at
a deep furrow between the shoulder
blades and held my breath for the shot
AT that moment the keen eyes of the
monkey caught sight of me, and the little
animal uttered shrill note of warning;
but 1t was too late; my finger was upon
the trigger, and I fired both barrels in
quick succession -