Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1895-05-04

tigers within easy reach of him. The
thought made him blanch q bit; but
nevertheless he pushed on I'LL he reach
ed the very spot where the man-eater
had made his last meal CT human flesh.
| There could be no doubt OF ii, for
traces OF the poor fellows blood were
still to be seen on the white pebbles
In the bed of what, during the rainy
season, became a foaming torrent.
Here Charlie Nallsce halted, with his
rifle at full cock M his right hand, and
gazed about him
Naught stirred. All was silent as
the grave-oppressiyely silent. Ali
what noise was that which he heard
behind him, The footsteps of his sery-
ant? Impossible! Ali must still be
half a mile behind him. As this
through his mind he faced around lust
III time 10 see pair of cleaning eyes
glaring at him from the brushwood.
Quick as lightning he raised his rifle
and fired. A wild howl answered the
report, and huge tiger rolled down
into the gully, where It lay for a mo-
ment as Ii stunned. But it quickly re-
covered itself and crouched to spring
on its assailant. Had Wallace wayer-
ed for half second he must have
shared the fate of the luckless runner
But he whipped out his pistol and dis
charged it point blank in the animals
face. One OF the sugs entered its eve
and pierced the brain, and the ruthless
creature fell seemingly lifeless ut his
feet; then he knew that it must actu-
ally have made its spring when he
fired
With his second pistol in his hand
he sat down on the brink of the gully
and mopped the moisture from his
dripping brOws. Meanwhile he kept
his eye fixed upon his enemy, half ex-
pecting to see it rise and renew the at
tack. But there it lay quite motionless,
and was indeed stone dead
He had ample time TO admire the
beauty of his sleek coat before Ali
made his appearance
What & marvelw exclaimed that
worthy almost breathless with wonder
and admiration. Heaven has enabled
saheeb to shoot the deyIlr'
The question now is, what are we
to do with the devil. as you call him?'
said his master. Can we get Il bull
lOck-car hereabouts"
Surely" replied Ali AT the next
village. not a mile off, where every
bullock-cart and bullock will be proud
~ at the DECK OIL the SdQeeD WHO mas
destroyed the deyLr'
Well, away with you and fetch
one. One will serve our turn" sad the
devil shooter, smiling.
About half an hour later a loud shout
ing proclaimed the approach Of the
vehicle ana half the village. AS the
noisy crowd drew near one old man
rushed forward and, grovelng ut the
lieutenant's feet, exclaimed 'Oh. my
Lord, my Lord. hast thou verify de-
strOyed the devil that deyoured my
brothers sOn?",
Meanwhile the villagers crowded
round the carcass of their fallen foe,
and kicked and spat upon il to their
hearts content. One fellow pulled out
a Undertook and struck a light, where
with to proceed to SINCE the animals
whiskers But Ali checked him with
q threat that If he spoilt the creatures
skin he was like to share Its fate.
Others instead Of venting their hate
On their dead foe, tenderd milk and
fruit and wild honey to the tiger
Iueller. or, rather, to the deyil-queller,
as they deemed him, And, sure
enough, ere long up came hoary
priest to lay the spirit of the beast,
est 1t should haunt the village and
work far more evil than while clothed
with flesh. They drew a magic circle
'ound the carcass, and smeared its
head with dabs OF red paint, and pros
rated themselves before 1t by way "
soothing the wrath OF it's patron god
less, the mischief working Kali. Fl
lally they wreathed its neck with wild
lowers and hoisted 1t into the cart and
marched in procession before il to the
music Of tomtoms and half a dozen
lorns. And then, as night came on,
jcores Of torch bearers swelled the
hrong that marched In front Of the
art.
When they were within two miles
distance Of the lieutenant's headquar-
ers they were oyertaken by a stoutish
Gentleman riding a powerful and spir-
ted horse Refining 1t in alongside the
art where sat the lieutenant beside
he tiger he asked:
What's agateT'
Wallace modestly explained, to the
'est Of his ability. amid all that din
+ tomtoms. horns and human voices.
The horseman looked puzzled for a ,
moment. Then he said: But you're
ot a post-runner."
At this moment up rode three other
orsemen. He turned TO one Of them
III WulSpeIeu something which W al
ice failed TO catch He then rode or
ollowed by the two other horsemen. {
The one to whom ne had spoken ac-
the procession, chatting to
he amateur post-runner, till the cars
topped at the door Of Wallace's bun.
allow. There he abruptly said: "Au I
evoir, lieutenant Wallace" and rode
Fl.
what on earth does he mean with ]
is au revOirY' muttered the tiger 1
ueller as he entered his "digg.ngs." t
And how the dickens does he know a
ly name and grader" He had failed
} observe the diplomatic art with c
hitch the horseman had pumped him G
uring their chant. Summa ars est Q
clare artem. 5
Scarcely had the tiger-hunter dotted :
is red coat, washed off his war-pant t
nd donned his ordinary ''togs" when I
Is boy came in with a note, which t
IN: s
1.-THE governor general begs me to In b
tie you to dine with him at my house. C
ONE just as you are. Yours sin g
rely. Hector Campbell. y
Dinner at s sharp"
So the frank ulain- gnokpn horsenau q