Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1895-03-08

every bullock cart aUd OullOck Will
be proudly at the beck Of the
saheeb who has destroyed the
devil"
"Well, away with you, and fetch
oneI One will serve our turn" said
the devil-shOoter smiling.
About half an hour later, a loud
shouting proclaimed the approah
of the vehicle aud halt tue village.
AS the noisy crowd drew near, one
old mai rushed forward, and,
groyelling at Lleutenants feet, ex-
claimed: "Oh, my Lord, my Lord,
hast thon verify destroyed tie
devil that devoured my brothers
soDi'
Meanwhile the villagers crOwdt d
round the carcass Of their fallen
foe, and kicked and spat upon 1t
to their hearts content. One tel.
low pulled out ;lnderbOx and
struck light, wherewlth he pro-
ceeded 10 slnge the animals
whiskers. BIT Ali checked him
with a threat that ii he spOilt the
creatures skin he was likely to
share its fate. Others, instead of
venting their hate on their dead
foe, rendered milk and fruit and
wild honey to the tiger aueller, or,
rather, to the devil quelIer, as they
deemed him. And, sure enough,
ere long up came hOary priest to
lay the spirit of the beast, lest it
should haunt the village and work
far more evil than while clothed
with flesh. Thev drew a magic
circle round the carcass, and
smeared It's head with dabs of red
paint, and Frustrated themselves
before it hy way of soothing the
wrath of its patron goddess, the
misunderstanding Kali. Finally.
they wreathed its neck with Wild
flowers, and hoisted 1t into the
cart, aud marched in procession
before it TO the music OF tOmtOms
and halt dozen hOrHs. And
then, as night came on. scores Of
torchbearers swelled the thrOng
that marched in front of the cart.
When they we're within two
miles distance of the LlentenancS
headquarters, they we're Overtaken
by a stOulish gentleman riding a
powerful and spirited horse. Rein.
Ing it in alongside the cart, where
sat the Lieutenant alongside the
tiger, be asked: whats the mat
teri"
Wallace modesfly explained, to
the best OF his ability, amid all
that din of tomtOms, horns and
hnman voices.
The horseman looked puzzled
for a moment. Then he said "But
you're not a post.runner.' q
At this moment mp rode tbrae
other hOrsemen. He turned to one
OF them and whispered something
VIII ch Wallace failed to catch.
He thea rode off, followed by the
two other horsemen.
Tue one to whom he had spoken
accompanied the procession, chat
ting to the amateur post-runner,
till the cars stopped at the door OF
WalIace's bungalow. There he
abruptly said: "An revOir, Lieu
tenant Wallace and rode off.
"What on earth does he mean
with his revolIW muttered the
tigerqneller as he entered MS
.'diggings" "And how the dickens
does he know my nameand grader
He had tailed to observe the Dip
lomatic art with which the horse.
men had pumped him during
their chat.
Scarcely had the tIger-hunter
DOTTED his red coat, washed off
his wsr-paint, and dOnned his
ordinary "togs," when his boy
came 10 with a note, which ran:
The Governor. General begs me
to invite you to diue with hun al
my house. Come just as You are
Yours sincerely,
HECTOR CAMPBELL.
Dinner at 8 sharp.
SO the frank, plaln.spoken
horseman who first accOsted him
was no less a person than the
Viceroy of India, the universally
beloved and respected Lord Mayo,
who like Mr.. GladsGoue-wenl
here, there and everywhere, find
ing Out things for himrself, instead
OF Trusting to hearsaY.
But far from this reflection were
Charlie WaIlace's thoughts. He
was thinking of dining, not Sc
much with the Governor Genera
bat rather with him IN the presence