Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1894-06-11


no more about it till, CHANGING to en-
ter the tent softly and unexpectedly, I
found him sucking the back of his
right hand for dear life. He stopped
the instant he saw me, and put the
hand behind him.
The poison had already begun to
take effect. The hand and arm were
swelling, and before long Salad was
lying on the floor, writhing in agony.
The only antidotes I had were ammo
mia and whiskey. Salad knew the
contents of both bottles, for he had
the care of all my traps. I did the
best for him with the ammonia; but
utterly in vain I pleaded, begged and
commanded that he take the whiskey.
He would not touch it.
Why? Only because he was Mus
sulman. No matter how intense his
agony Or determined my command,
he put his well hand over his mouth
and shook his head. He felt sure
that he was dying and he believ-
ed my assertion that the whiskey
might save him, but that made no
difference. He came so near to death
that he was past seeing anything and
beyond hearing. He lay upon the
ground, just breathing, painting, as
though he was almost at an end. 1t
seemed useless to try again, and yet,
now that he was unconscious, 1 could
at least make last, desperate trial
| r, 4l,o 1ID hot
it touched his lips, he struggled away,
clutched his lips with his hand aud
shook his head.
believe the very fear that I should
succeed in giving him whiskey kept
him alive till the poison began to lose
it's power. At all events, he did not
die
Salad was as fond of hunting as |.
Many a time we two slipped away
from camp in the gray of early morn
ing. Once, just before daylight was
out with my shot gun in a thinly-
wooded jungle, mile from camp,
upon the shore of small lake, wait
ing for birds.
~ Woo JIaoU iUOA )OSoSAOS l.
came prepared for birds, there was
not one in sight, but three beautiful
antelope came down to drink, within
a hundred feet of US. looked at the
shot gun in disgust; then looked
again at the antelope. 1t was exas-
shot, at any rate, and, in the hope j
that I might stun one of them or at :
least bewilder him for an instant, I !
to Salad to be ready with S
his knife and make a dash the mo- s
ment fired. /
Cautiously raised the gun to my t
shoulder and was pressing the trig- (
ger, when Salad touched me and l
"Wait, sahib Look c
there - 6
1 looked and my shotgun fell. At
/ slight angle, but little more than t
half way between us and the ante O
opes, there crouched royal Bengal o
Tiger. A single glance was sufficient. n
He was surely a man eater. Evil il
lently he had been on the point of g.
satisfying his hunger with an ante r
ope when he caught sight Of US. He is
vas within an easy leap Of the ante e
ope, but was deliberately turning "
way and facing us. The motion n
tartled the deer and they bounded 81
IF, but the tiger paid them no further r.
ttention. The huge creature opened n
lis great Jaws till his head seemed fl
lothing but red, yawning gullet, b
ordered by long, ragged, glistening b
eeth, and, with savage snarl, he il
egan to approach US. O
There was no need of looking about 81
Or place Of safety. The jungle was VI
parsley wooded at the best, and the
argest tree we had passed in coming
rom camp would not have borne
ven Salads weight ten feet from the
Salad had only his hunting \
nife, had nothing but my shotgun.
Gone Of US must go, sahib," Salad
1uttered, without taking his eyes
rom the tiger. eff we run together,
7e shall both go. He will overtake
S in moment. Let Allah decide as
) is written in our foreheads. Run
hat way, for your life, sahib. I will
IN this way. Be quick! before he
ONES nearer!"
There was no time for thought. 1t
eemed a fair proposition, and even
5 he spoke the Hindoo started at the. f
Up of his speed away. 1t was useless l,
landing still or following him, and S
citing upon his suggestion started to
the opposite direction. til
T.