The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-07-28

fellow said. whoever heard Of an at
tack OF wild animals on Europeans in
| broad Daylight Jump in the rear and
take care of little Charley: you may take
my pistols if you will The mistress and
myself will take the box seats"
Master knows better than poor Pam
ba,' said the Malay. but 1 warn master
| Of danger"
Travel was comparatively easy during
| the first hour OF so, though the road grew
worse all the time the further We pro-
gressed on the way 10 the sea. The Malay's
evil predictions, though 1 would not admit
it. had cast a shadow over the hopeful
frame of mind in which I INDUCED. Now
the forest became thicker, the road more
uneven than ever thOrns and stones in
terfered with the gait OF the pony. We had
TO go at a very slow pace. From Pamba
not a word. My servant was a broad
chested. cOpper-brOwn fellow with a fat
nose protruding check bones and the
straight, coarse hair of his race. In his
lap rested my two pistols. from his girdle
hung the kris. twO-edged knife, sharp as
a razor which the natives handle with
astonishing deXterity.
Just as we were entering upon the second
half of our journey We heard sounds over
our heads in the trees. 1t was like ''Tsjik-
tsjik-tsji&."
"Man-of-the-W Wood is here" said Pamba,
stoically. l looked up. More than dozen
Orang-outangs We're watching US with
glOatng big eyes from above. And as we
proceeded we observed that each tree for
ward on the road was manned by a couple
Of tailless apes. They are the sentinels,
having mounted guards over us" whis-
pered the Malay. and half a minute later
he added, They are forming themselves
into an army"
A small troop, but a horrible one When
we had passed the first guard house tree
its hairy occupants let themselves down
to the ground and trotted after US with
uncertain. wavering steps. crying their mo-
notonous "Tsjik-tsjik,' and showing their
terrible teeth. The further we proceeded
the more numerous the procession grew.
Our pony seemed to be aware of the dan
ger. Before l could raise the whip he had
entered upon fast trot, and now broke
into gallOp 1 had seen enough of orang-
outangS to know that the stories descrip-
tive Of their inability to move swiftly upon
the ground was incorrect. The black mon
sters We're well BILE TO keep pace with US
Further and further toward the sea-
board sped our brave pony, but horrors
upon horrors, the number of sentinels
above us. the army behind US, increased
every minute. Now I counted six apes in
each tree on the road. Some of the mon
STEERS tried to jump into our carriage from
the lower branches, but happily did not
calculate with the movements of the horse
and all fell upon the ground. Suddenly
an old ape alighted upon the step of the
cart His tremendous jaw opened for a
moment not a foot from my face, and
Whit of his polluted breath struck my nos
trils. At that moment Pamba s right arm
ed with an iron jimmy. descended upon
the orang-outang' head, who fell to the
ground with a terrible howl
My wife, who had been leaning heavily
upon me for some time, now swooned
away and my two little ones began to cry
| for help and mercy. I recognized the i'm
| possibility of escape by flight. Our cart
was swinging from one side OF the, way
TO the other, and might turn over at any
| moment.
When the troop Of apes was about Is feet
| distant from us l ordered Pamba to fire.
They will run away after the first shot"
/ said to myself, doubling the truth of my
own statement. The Malay, as If ne had
| followed my thoughts, said: "Man-of-the-
woods knows that we can not escape;
that he got US; this time he will not turn
tail"
one of the apes fell as the result of two
| shots fired; the others continued to run
| after US. I handed Pamba my revolver
| He waited until they were but % feet away
| then fred six times in quick succession.
| For a second or so the animals seemed
1 taken by surprise; they had probably an
| ticipated but one shot. Seeing two of
their comrades drop they hesitated, con-
| ferred among themselves in their own
| shrill-toned language. then trotted on The
pony was painting and struggling hard for
| breath. and the next house was at least
| four miles away.
Master must so ahead; Pamba will fight
man-of-the-wood," said the Malay after
| awhile.
My head was swimming. With a dying
wife and two little ones insane with fright
l hardly knew what l was doing, but 1
| called out: Take courage, boy; we will
yet escape them"
A minute later Pamba rose, placed lit
| tie Charley into my lap, and, with voice
| full Of emotion, whispered: "God is good
to white man; the master will look after
| Dhoba and Pamba's children Goodbye,
| master" (Dhoba was the Malay's wife.)
| With that the brave fellow jumped from
the wagon. in his right hand the glitterng
kris. I saw him face the army of apes,
dealing terrific blows with his knife Then,
as my wagon turned the corner, he disap>
peared amid the hundreds of bowling,
| screeching beasts.
We arrived in Penang without further
! accident. On the next morning I started
out with ten well-arned men TO search for
| Pamba. The orang-outangs had vanished.
Pamba's body. torn in fifty or more pieces,
we found in the roadway, surrounded by
eleven dead apes, each one as big as a
man. The orang-outang with the broken